Give and Receive - Bundle (Books 1-2): New Adult Romance (19 page)

In the back of her mind, she took in everything.

The music. The bodies on the floor. His hands around her waist. His cock underneath of her. His hips lifting up. His lips on hers. Dry fucking. Frenetic, sexual energy coursing through their veins like a shot of heroin.

Perfection.

Lena mimicked his actions from earlier. Tracing his lips with her tongue. Eventually sucking his tongue into her mouth.

Her other hand was busy, massaging the hardness of his cock from outside his pants. She felt around, managing to get his zipper open with ease. He had nothing on underneath.

Rapidly she stroked his cock, feeling her hands get slick with pre-come. Kissing him at the same time.

Danny’s hand pressed into her mound. Tightly squeezing, painfully almost. Releasing, driving his gifted tongue in and out of her waiting mouth
. 

He slid his hands down the front of her skin-tight pants. Palming her. Cradling her pussy. Carving out a space for his hand so she could grind against it.

He crooked his fingers. Plucking them over the swollen bud of her clit, still sore from Ty. She didn’t think she could manage another orgasm.

As usual, her body clearly had other ideas.

He elicited a hoarse groan as she jerked him off. Flicking her thumb under the tip of his cock. Feeling him rock his hips against her.

She felt the build-up, the tantalizing rise of sperm. The hot stickiness of come, filling her hand as Danny released in quick jets, all over her fingers.

She continued thrusting against his hand, sliding up against his slippery fingers. Anxious to share her climax with him.

His fingers were rough against her sensitive nub, the friction taking her over a cliff to a dark, bottomless terrain. Wetness dripped over his fingers, down his hand as she increased the pace of her thrusts.

She was close, her release imminent. Enormous.

Something wicked, and profane, unfurled within her core. Ferocious pleasure jolts shot up her spine. Tingling through her body. Inciting her whole being into a powerful knot of frenzied, kinetic lust.

Tension coiled, deep within her belly. Springing forth into eruption. She cried out, scream lost in the music. Her orgasm creaming his fingers. Running down his hand, drenching his palm.

The music continued to play. Most did not notice them slumped over together in the corner. Catching their breath.

“That…was a long time coming.”

Danny touched her dampened cheek. Bringing her face down to kiss her forehead. “No kidding.” She sighed. Leaning against his lips.

So many questions. So many feelings and emotions.

Later. They would talk later. 

She didn’t know what made her glance up at that precise moment. Tyler stood at the balcony. Looking down at them.

Watching them. Probably the whole time. Saw everything. Of that, she had no doubt. The look on his face speaking volumes. She’d better talk to him.

This was going to be fun.

“I need to hit Ty up for a minute. Do you mind?”

Danny used a napkin in his pocket, wiping his semen from her hand. Making it an incredibly erotic gesture. He kissed the inside of her wrist.

“No problem. I’ll walk you upstairs. We can go together.”

Danny grabbed her hand, placing it in his. He paused, looking down at Lena.

“I’ve been waiting for you a long time. You know that, right?”

Lena remembered what Reese had said to her earlier. Suddenly, everything clicked into place. Reese was right. Sometimes she could be quite stupid.

“No. I didn’t.”

She reached up, tracing his lips with her finger.

“I thought...years ago, I thought...”

She trailed off.

Remembering the hurt.

The ache. 

The heartache and pain of his rejection.

“Then you married Elizabeth and-”

“Let’s not talk about her right now.” Danny interrupted.

“We have more important things to discuss. Like you and me. Can we do that?”

Lena parted her lips to say yes. Something, or rather…
someone
, stopped her. “I don’t know. I just…don’t know.”

“Is he why you don’t know?”

He nodded to where Ty stood.

“He never left, you know. He’s always been there for me.”

Her gaze softened.

“He’s a good friend.”

“And now he’s more.”

Lena didn’t answer him. Her silence was enough.

Danny twisted his mouth.

“I wasn’t there. I get it. God, how I get it. I will be sorry for the rest of my life for hurting you, Lena.”

She wasn’t ready to discuss any of this. Not yet.

“I can’t talk about any of this. Especially about him. Not with you. Not right now.”

Her eyes begged him to understand.

“Whatever is happening…let’s just let it ride. No strings. Just…whatever, man. You feel me?”

He half-smiled. “Yeah. I feel you.”

He bent down, kissing her forehead.

They continued walking. As they neared Ty, she sensed the tension. They reached where he was standing.

He spoke before she could say a word.

“Well, well, well. You done acting like a bitch in heat? Or you just warming up?”

Lena felt herself turn red. Her body filled with rage.

And an all-consuming desire to murder one Tyler Malone.

Did he just call her a
whore
?

“
Motherfucker
.” She lunged at him. Danny stepped in between them. “What the hell is your problem, Ty?”

Danny shoved him back. Away from Lena.

“No problems here, baby. It was a simple question. What’s the matter, Lena? Cat got your tongue? 
Danny
 got your tongue?”

This time Danny lunged for him.

Lena stepped in, stopping them both.

“Oh, don’t you worry, Ty. My tongue is present. And accounted for. I would, however, like to see you alone for a minute.”

Her teeth clenched as she pushed past him, making her way to the restroom.

“
Now
.”

“I’m right behind you, love. You’ll sit tight till we get back, won’t you Danny?”

Ty gave him a sardonic grin. Danny didn’t look amused. Ty didn’t wait for an answer.

He hurried to catch up with Lena. Who walked through the crowd like she owned the place.

Well. She did. But so what. The crowd parted like the red sea. Knowing instinctively to let her pass. Ty scowled.

They reached the foyer near the unisex bathroom suite. Which was the size of some normal person’s apartment. Ty looked around. It was truly amazing. Lush, comfortable lounge chairs. Infinitely cushy sofas….total luxury.

“Love what you’ve done to the place, Lena.”

“Shut up, Ty. I haven’t given you permission to speak yet.”

Ty started to say something, but looked at her face.

Realizing she meant what she said. He wisely decided to keep his mouth closed. She motioned for the attendant to leave.

“Can you give us a minute, Vin?”

“Sure thing, Ms. Roman. I’ll be right outside the door if you need anything.”

He glanced at Ty meaningfully.

Ty sarcastically blew him a kiss, rolling his eyes.

She whirled around.

“You have five seconds to explain just what the 
hell
that was.” She was beyond irate. Way past livid.

“You tell me. You didn’t say this evening was going a Danny and Lena fuck fest.”

She stared at him. Unable to speak for a second.

“I don’t believe this shit. What the fuck difference does it make to you? What I do, shit, 
who
 I do, ain’t none of your fucking business.”

He knew she was pissed when she slipped into slang.

Ty didn’t expect she’d appreciate him pointing that out at this exact moment.

So he kept his observation to himself.

“Jesus, Ty. Where do you get off telling me how to act? You can’t keep your dick inside your pants for what, five minutes? Then it’s out chasing after the nearest skank with her legs open and-”

Lena stopped. Shocked at saying that out loud. No idea where this irrational anger was coming from. Shit. She hadn’t even realized it bothered her so much.

Ty didn’t seem surprised.

“I was wondering when that would come up.”

He was quiet. Looking down at the floor.

“Look, it’s true. We don’t owe each other anything. It’s not like we’re together. We’re just friends, right?”

He smiled, sounding bitter. Looking like he wanted to say something else.

“You got that right, kid. Which means that 
my
 comings and goings, anything I do or don’t do with Danny? Means dick to you, Ty. Do you hear me? 
Dick
. So please, let’s get something real crystal fucking clear. Pull some shit like you just pulled, in public, 
or
 in private and I promise, you’re going to regret it for the rest of your life.”

Ty clapped his hands slowly.

“Great speech, Lena. You know, all this talk about Danny and dicks. I think it’s more than abundantly obvious where you’d rather be. On your knees, worshipping
His
Royal Nutsack.
” He gestured to the door. “Please. By all means, don’t let me stop you.”

“Whatever, Ty. Be the douche we all know and love.”

She pushed past him to leave.

“You’re not even worth my time, right now.”

“Because all of a sudden you have bigger fish to fry, right? Better dicks to suck. Is that right, Lena? You know, it occurs to me. If you wanted to know what sucking Danny’s dick felt like, all you had to do was ask, baby. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”

Lena froze.

She turned around. Slowly walking towards him.

“What did you just say?”

“Did I stutter? Just remember, he likes his balls held and cradled while he’s being sucked. But that shouldn’t be an issue for you, right? After all, you have the biggest balls of us all.”

Lena was quiet as she considered his words.

Then punched him in the mouth.

Damn, that felt good.

Her hand would be sore though. She winced. It never looked that way on television.

“
Fuck.
 What the hell is wrong with you?” Ty touched his bloody lip, already starting to swell. “Are you fucking crazy?”

When he saw the blood on his fingers, he looked up.

Zeroing in on her.

Uh oh.

She knew this time, she went too far.

“Ty, wait. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-”

He shoved her up against the bathroom wall.

“That was a mistake.”

Lena felt her heart beating erratically in her throat.

She stared up at him. “So is this.”

She yanked his head down. Bringing his lips to hers.

She always knew the bastard could kiss.

He glided his tongue into her mouth, pulling her closer. She felt the familiar push of his erect cock in his pants.

She licked his lip where she punched him. Trying to soothe the sting. He winced at the pain of her tongue over his raw, split skin. His blood tasted warm. Coppery. Metallic.

His mouth volatile. Dangerous. Uniquely Tyler Malone
.

Ty reeled back, momentarily stunned.

They stared at each other for what seemed like eons, before he slammed his mouth into hers. Wholly claiming her lips. Teasing, tormenting, sucking them, until they were red and swollen. Bruising her lips with the force of his kiss. One hand pulled her close, until she could barely breathe.