Hustle Him (Bank Shot Romance #2) (24 page)

“No. I’m going with you to pick up the kids. You don’t’ need to be driving when you’re so upset. I will take you there and we will get them together.”

I wanted him with me, I really did. I just didn’t want Gavin getting anymore hairs up his ass. “I can do it. It’s fine.”

“Vessa, that’s it!” He pushed himself off the bed, causing me to fall on my pillow. He paced around the room saying curse words under his breath. “I’m not going to sit here for an
other second and let you decide what’s best for our future. Damnit, I am driving you there and that mother fucker is going to see my car in his driveway. He can’t control our lives and I’ll be damned if he’s going to take you away from me.”

I leaned up on my elbow, while he went on with his lecture.

“He doesn’t make the rules. It’s our rules. I know your kids need you, but I need you, Vessa. I need you, too. Stop letting him control you. Be happy, because you can. That life you always wanted. That family. You can have it with me.”

I finally got up and stood across the bed from him. “You act like it’s just that easy. Like I can just make a decision and everything will fall into place. It doesn’t work that way for me. It never has! Please don’t fight with me on this. I have too much to worry about.” I had to stand my ground. This was about my kids.

“I’m going tomorrow morning, if I have to flatten all your God damn tires, I’m going.” He pointed at me and acted like I should be scared.

“Oh, that’s real grown up of you to do. Are you going to egg my house next?”

He left me standing in the room. In ten steps he was walking out of the room and closing the door. I wanted to tell him that he was acting like a child again, but I didn’t have time, because he came walking in with a dozen eggs and started throwing them at my shirt. “Oh my God! Stop it!”

I rushed around the bed, to try to get him to stop tossing them at me. He walked right up to me a smashed one on the top of my head.
I was shocked.

Ramsey backed away and couldn’t stop laughing. I put my hands on my hips. “Feel better now?”

He shrugged and kept laughing. “Maybe a little.”

I surveyed the mess that was dripping off of me. I didn’t even know how long those eggs had been in his refrigerator. “Why did you even have these? I know you don’t cook.”

“I bought them so you could cook me breakfast. You just never have yet. I thought it would be awesome to wake up to eggs and bacon.” He laughed even more.

I got why he’d done something so ridiculous. When things got intense some people shut down. Ramsey used to be one of those people, but he was working to be better. He’d found that using his emotions in a positive way had positive results. Now, I don’t think his therapist had this in mind when she discussed it with him, but I did get it.

I dripped slimy egg all the way to the bathroom. While the shower was heating up, Ramsey came in. He started taking off his pajama pants. “What are you doing?”

He walked up and tried to kiss me. I backed away. “Oh no! You can’t have a kiss. Not after you egged me.”

He laughed again and wiped some of it off of my cheek. “But you deserved it.” He grabbed the sides of my shirt and lifted it over my head. Then slowly, he stuck his fingers in the elastic of my panties and pushed them down my legs. “I love it when you’re naked.”

“I think you’re so tired that you’ve lost your mind.” I climbed into the shower and shut the curtain. He opened up the other end and climbed in anyway.
“Seriously? I just want to get washed and go to bed. I have to get up and get the kids. This is serious.”

I turned to wash my hair and felt his hands running up the sides of ribs. When he got to my breasts he didn’t stop. His lathered up hands ran over my nipples. The soapier the suds got, the more he rubbed over them. I leaned my back against his and let him kiss my neck. He drug his teeth over my ear and pulled it gentle.

I put my hand over his and let it slide between my legs. He let me control his hand and where it was touching me. The slipperiness made it even feel better as it slid over my sex for the first couple times. The more he kissed the back of my shoulder, the faster I moved his hand over my wet sex. He was both washing me and pleasing me at the same time. I let go of his hand and let him take over, knowing he was just getting started. “Turn around and look at me.”

Slowly, while he held onto my waist, I turned and faced him. Just looking into his dark eyes was enough to feel weak in the knees. Ramsey took the back of his hand and ran it over my mouth. When it opened, he leaned in and kissed me, taking his tongue and running it along my lower lip. I closed my eyes and felt him kissing me again. He licked my lips again, while taking both hands down from my ears to the base of my neck. He grabbed the back of my hair and pulled my head to the side. I could feel his chin sliding up, tickling me.

When he got to my breasts, I was already under his spell. I let this man do anything to me. “Watch me,” he said before taking my breast and licking the tip. I licked my lips and tried to not close my eyes when he took his tongue and started doing circles around my nipple. Then he bit it with his teeth and pulled it. We may have been in the shower, but it wasn’t hot water between my legs that was making me burn for his touch.

“I want you,” I whispered, while looking into his eyes. He sucked once more and shook his head.

Ramsey slowly pushed me back against the shower wall. He kissed down to my navel, the whole time massaging my ass with his hands. He grabbed one of my legs and lifted it on the edge of the tub, causing my legs to be spread. I heard him growl before his head disappeared between my legs. Nothing compared to feeling his tongue sliding over my hot sex. I ran one hand through my wet hair and the other I bit down to prevent myself from screaming out in pleasure.

His fingers entered me. I could feel him spreading my lower lips and licking my entire pussy. His thumb was what kept my clit throbbing, while he continued licking my bare skin. Every time I looked down at him, he was watching me. When my body started to move against hi
s tongue, he used both hands and spread me open. With only his tongue, he licked over my clit until I finally did scream out.

While still panting, he kissed his way back up to my mouth and kissed deeply. I wra
pped my arms around his neck and let him hold my weight. With his strong arms, he lifted me up and pushed me back against the shower wall. His tongue hadn’t gotten tired. No, he kept kissing me matching my movements. Knowing that his hands were holding me up, I reached down between us and positioned his hard erection at the base of my sex.

The water made his kisses taste sweet. We moved slow, prevented us both from slipping. When it got too hard to
maneuver, he carried me all the way back to the bedroom. Avoiding any egg mess that was still on the floor, our wet bodies met in the center of the bed. The second time he entered me felt exactly like the first. Every inch of him filled me and gave me pleasure that I wanted. Our matched strides increased as our hunger for that blissful release grew. We were both working for the same result. We need it, after the stress of everything that was standing in our way of happiness.

I sat up and held onto his stomach while riding him. I loved when he reached up and squeezed my nipples at the same time, like he was doing. I rocked harder, knowing that if I came again, so would he. I could feel it growing. That little tickle was increasing.
The hot box of ecstasy was opening. I dug my hands into chest as I still my body for a second and then started rocking again ferociously.

Ramsey couldn’t hold it any longer. He closed his eyes tight and held my body so that I couldn’t move. I fell down on top of his chest and kissed all over his chin. “You win. You can go with me to pick up the kids.”

He laughed. “Yeah, I thought you’d change your mind.”

Chapter 21

Ramsey

I didn’t know what was going to happen now that Sue only had a short time left. I knew Vessa wasn’t going to leave her and it gave me time to convince her to stay. I don’t know what I was thinking when I volunteered myself to go with her to get the kids. It was a bad idea.

I knew it.

She knew it.

Except, there was no way she was going alone. To make sure she didn’t leave without me, I slept with her body tangled up in mine. There was no way she
could crawl out of bed without waking me.

I could tell she was nervous when we got dressed. It didn’t help that she had to wear my clothes, which she swam in. “If you had clothes here, you wouldn’t have to look like you’re homeless.”

She tossed her shoe at me. “Shut up!”

I was beyond standing back and letting her make the decision to stay. This was my life too. If I was willing to take her and the kids in, then I wasn’t about to let her make the decision to walk away all by herself. I was going to fight for her, whether she liked it or not.

“The only way I’m ever going to get eggs and bacon is if you start staying the night. I’m just saying that it would benefit both of us.”

She walked past me and went into the bathroom. I leaned against the door and watched her using my toothbrush. She knew what I was going to say and just shook her head
. “Don’t even. I have to brush my teeth, you know.”

“Yeah, I can see that. What if I don’t want to share my toothbrush?”

“What if I don’t want to share a bed?” She spit and rinsed the toothbrush before handing it to me.

“Oh, I see how you are.” She laughed as she exited the bathroom. Once I was finished, I joined her in the living room. We put on our shoes and she tied back her hair. “You ready?”

“I guess. I just want to get back to the hospital.”

“Let’s hit the road then.” She let me hold her hand as we walked to the truck. I don’t even think she understood that every minute that I spent with her made me fall more in love. If she left me I don’t think my heart would survive. This wouldn’t be like losing Katie and Jules. No, Vessa would still be out there somewhere, living her life like I never existed.

Okay, maybe she wouldn’t just forget me, but it would still be the same to me.

I wanted to be the one to take her pain away. She was the reason I changed. She brought me back to life. I owed her everything. Vessa gave me a purpose.
She made me love again.

Losing. Her. Could. Not. Happen.

We set out on our morning venture to pick up the kids. I couldn’t help but start teasing her, even though I knew how serious the topic was. “So, maybe I should have brought older clothes in case Gavin wants to go for round two.”

Her eyes were wide when she turned and looked at me. I loved that she took me so serious. She was finally getting to know the old me. “So help me God, Ramsey.”

I patted her leg. “Calm down. I won’t leave any noticeable marks. This time I’m going for bones.”

She slapped me. “Would you please stop. I’m so nervous that I need a valium.”

“Or a shot. Although, I don’t know of any liquor store that’s open at seven in the morning.” She wasn’t getting a shot, or a valium. Everything was going to fine. She needed to relax and I needed to shut my mouth.

“So, what kind of wedding do you want?”

She put her hands over her face and shook her head, sighing loudly. “Oh my God. I am still married. Do you really want to talk about this?”

I held my hands up. “What? It’s a long ride.”

“Well, my only family is in the hospital and my best friend is you, so that’s my list. I know what you’re doing. Stop making me crazy!”

“My parents are going to love you.”

Vessa brought her legs up to her chest and hid her face. “I give up.”

I reached over and rubbed her back. “I’m sorry. I’ll stop,” I said as I laughed again.

“They are going to look at my arm and shun me.” She didn’t realize that she was saying we were going to be together.

“Nah, they’ll just say shit behind your back.”

She pushed me again. “What is with you today? You’re like a comedian or something.”

“I guess I’m just happy. I know you aren’t used to it. It’s probably all these antidepressants I’ve been taking.”

“What? You’re taking medicine? Is that why you haven’t been drinking?”

We didn’t have time for it, but I pulled the truck over. “Seriously, Vessa, I can see why you keep your hair blonde. I’m not on an
y medicine. My doctor prescribed it, but I haven’t felt like I needed it. Well, the other night I could have used some, but other than that, nothing. As far as my drinking, I guess I did that to drown the pain. With you by my side each day hurts less than the one before it. No bullshit either. I mean that.”

“Please stop putting me on this pedestal. I’ve never been anything to be proud of. You act like I’m some saint. I hustled you in pool to try to get to know you. I let you think I was your wife, just so I could kiss you. Your job is in danger because of me.”

“Indirectly!”

“Whatever!”

“We shouldn’t be bickering. It always ends the same.” I raised my eyebrows and got back on the road.

After driving a ways, she sat up and started giving me directions. As we pulled onto the street, I could tell she was getting nervous. “Ramsey, promise me that you won’t fight with him. You’re still on probation and this could hurt your trial. You probably shouldn’t even be near each other.”