Page 93 of Indecent Lies

Just moved her legs under the covers agitatedly and pressed her lips together as if to hold in her little girl whimpers.

He couldn’t stand it.

Every vein in his body was molten hot and screaming for his own relief.

Every gasp she emitted yanked him closer until he was towering over his bed before he knew it and her eyes …fuck… they were like diamonds pleading with him as she diddled her hand faster and that’s when Texas’ control snapped and he growled from low in his throat.

“I can’t make it stop, I feel like I’m burning, Tait. I’m sorry…I.”

That worthless piece of scum he’d kicked on the floor, he wanted to drag that guy back and do twice as much damage to him for doing this to Poppy.

She wasn’t turned on, it was a chemical reaction rushing through her system, and his back teeth cracked under his strain.

He didn’t strip out of his jeans and t-shirt but he did climb onto the bed and that’s what halted Poppy’s movements.

Her gasp and her wide eyes watched him as he settled on his elbow, before ripping off the comforter.

He felt the heat on her body. She must be boiling in her panties and tank top.

Taking a hand to her face, she moaned and lifted into the touch.

He was right, she was scorching and he felt a tickle of worry.

Unsure what GHB could do to the body.

He didn’t know if it could kill you hours later with delayed symptoms.

Her heat worried him and he wanted to put her in a cold shower and call Butcher again.

“Feels nice, you’re cool.”

“Poppy…”

“Please, Tait. I hurt.”

She had a scratch to her voice that stuck to the inside of his ribs.

He inhaled so hard that had he been wearing buttons they would have ricocheted around the room.

“Are…are you going to fuck me?”

Intense heat of his own started to cook his organs. The swell of his cock was enough pressure to have him needing to heel over it. He went on stroking her warmed face, over the apple of her cheeks and then he brushed her lips. “No, baby, I told you I wasn’t. Not now. Not like this.”

She honest to God whined and Texas moved in. “Shhh, I’ll make the hurt go away, okay. You trust me?”

“Yes. Yes, I do.”

Fucking hell. She shouldn’t really trust him.

Ask any of his boys, he wasn’t trustworthy at all.

But he couldn’t see her hurting.

“Shhh.” He told her, lips to her sweltered forehead and she tipped her head back so her lips grazed his.

It was like being hit with ten thousand jolts.

Poppy was a toucher.