Page 114 of Salvage Him

"I told you about the night I left Malcolm." He nodded. "Malcolm used to call me kitten, and it was a secret nickname; he never called me that in front of other people, but with these guys, that's how he introduced metothem."

His face softened, and he reached up to cup mycheek.

"It confirmed everything I had been feeling about us." I ran my hand over his chest. "I wasn't special to himanymore."

His chest flexed undermypalm.

"You know why Paul never called me Brooklyn?" Iasked.

"No," Harrisonwhispered.

"He thought it sounded hood. Like where I'm from, the place where I was born and raised, was too hood for him." I had tears in my eyesagain.

Seriously.

"He liked the idea of taking the poor little black girl out of poverty and exposing her to a life she would have never had without him." Tears fell out of my eyes. "The truth is he didn't rescue me. I just chose one fucked-up situation for a less fucked-up situation. But with both of them, I wasfucked."

I peeked up atHarrison.

He lickedhislips.

"When did my sub get such a dirty little mouth?" Harrison said with a smirk. "At least the second fucked-up situation came with unlimited funds. That'ssomething."

I laughed. I rolled over and clung to him. My laughter turned into tears and then sobs against his chest. The kind of sobs that madeyousick.

Harrison held me while I coughed up phlegm and snot ran out ofmynose.

When I calmed down, I couldn't help but notice his cock rubbing against my stomach. I reached down andtouchedit.

"Brooklyn?"

My handstopped.

He pulled it away from him and up to his mouth. He kissed my palm while staring at me with thoseblueeyes.

"We've had enough excitement for one night. Turnaround."

I did as hecommanded.

He pulled me into hisfront.

I brought his hands up to my lips. I smelled sex as I kissed him. I placed his hand around my neck and nuzzled my ass into him. I winced and groaned as the adrenaline of the nightworeoff.

"Yeah." Harrison ran his hand over my ass and adjusted his dick. "Your going to get it for that little tantrum but nottonight."

When I woke up again,Harrison was snuggled up behind me, snoring softly in my ear. The sun was high in the sky, and I hadtopee.

I lifted his arm and scooted to the edge ofthebed.

"You sneaking outonme?"

I turned backtowardhim.

"Just to the bathroom." I took a tentativestep. "Ow."

"Sore?"

"Don't sound so pleased with yourself,"Isaid.

Harrison swatted at me, but I jumped out of hisreach.

"Go ahead. I'll give you a head start." He smirked and settled back into bed. "I'll catch you eventually. And when I do, that assismine."