Wayward Son (Jensen Family #3) (39 page)

“Laugh again, you twitch inside me when you laugh, it feels really good
.

“You filthy bitch
,
” he chuckled,
bucking his hips making her moan louder.

“Again
,
” she demanded
gripping him harder with her legs.

“Fuck
,
” he whispered,
unable to hold back but not willing to leave things there, he lowered his
weight on top of her, his
arms wrapping securely
around her as she lay beneath him and continued to pump into her, willing his
body back to erection.

“Oh, clever boy
,
” she whispered,
mocking him as she felt him grow hard again. She pushed against him, knowing he
would let her go, a
nd then scrambled to her hands and
knees, facing the mirror, glancing at his reflection she beckoned and watched
unbridled lust cross his face as he entered her again, he ripped the shirt from
her back, flinging it away from them, pausing only momentarily
when one of her hands snaked down her body, her fingers
touching where their bodies met before moving slightly forward to stroke her
clit, every movement reflected in the mirror.

She watched him close his eyes as her fingers touched her sex, she
smiled, it
was so simple to get him turned on and
close to coming, belying his reputation that Kiera had hinted at. She loved the
way he felt inside her; she had never imagined it would feel this good. All
thought stopped as her body began to shake and his hands gri
pped her hips, his second orgasm of the day hitting him
split seconds after hers.

They snuggled for a few moments before he pulled her to her feet,
wrapping her back in his shirt, they walked back to his bedroom.

“What time is it?” Angel asked sliding out
of
his shirt and into her dressing gown as he opened the curtains and glanced at
his watch.

“Half two
,
” he grinned,
“We’re in for a world of sarcasm when we go downstairs
.

“I’d better put some clothes on then, I don’t think I could stand Novak
cataloguing
the marks you’ve left on me
,
” she nipped across the hallway to her
room and had a quick wash before getting dressed.

He was only wearing his swimming shorts when he joined her in the hall;

“Are you going to move your stuff into my room?” he asked.

“I supp
ose I could
,
” she mused
.
“It would make sense
,
” she noticed the shorts
.
“You know those scratch marks are going
to be centre of attention don’t you?”

“Yeah, I’ve already had comments about the bite marks, I figured I’d let
Novak get all the comments over a
nd done in one go.
Come for a swim with me
,
” he grasped her
hand and they headed downstairs.

“No, I’m hungry and really tired, I’ll just watch, maybe when you’re done
and had something to eat
,
we can go back
to bed?” she squeezed his hand.

The other four h
ouse guests were sitting by the
pool, Angel set about making them something to eat while Gavin went outside to
face the music.

“Oh, lover boy
,
” Novak taunted,
sitting up from his prone position on the sun bed
.
“Come sit, tell me all about it
.

Gavin sat at
the end of the older boy’s sun bed
.
“What do you want to know?” he asked.

“Er, everything, numb nuts
,
” Novak shoved
him
.
“From the marks all over you, I’m
guessing things went well
.

Gavin nodded
,

t
hings went very well” he confirmed.

“Details
.
” Novak dem
anded.

“Oh no, I’m sure you can work it out for yourself, you don’t need any
extra information from me
.
” Gavin started
to walk away towards the deep end of the pool, he turned to dive in as Novak
came to his feet, “Leave Angel alone
,
” he
called.

Novak sidl
ed into the kitchen and watched Angel
as she beat some eggs in a large bowl.

“I guess you are now officially a fallen Angel
,
” he spoke, making her jump, she put the
bowl down and turned to face him.

“Bite me
,
” she answered.

“I would but going on the state
of the boy’s
body, you would probably bite me back and I don’t tolerate pain well
.

“What Kiera sees in you is beyond me
.
” Angel shot back.

“Well, aren’t you a little touchy today?”

“Leave her alone Novak
.
” James had
joined them, liberating a bottle of vo
dka from the
freezer, he came to Angel’s defence.

“I just wanted to make sure she was ok
,
” Novak protested.

“You have a bloody funny way of showing concern
,
” Angel muttered as she went back to her
eggs.

Novak went to reply but was stopped as James held up
his hand “Go back to your sun worshiping
,
” he told him and when Novak had
returned poolside
, he asked Angel to pass him a glass.
  “Thanks”

Angel glanced into the garden and, seeing Gavin still swimming laps,
decided she would wait for him to finish before
cooking
the eggs
,
so she came to
sit next to James.

“Hey
,
” he smiled,
leaning closer and nudging her
.
“You ok?”

“I was until Novak pissed me off
,
” she answered.

“Don’t be cross with him, he does things to get a reaction
,
so the worst thing you can do is react
,
” James advised
.
“His heart is in the right place and he
worries about Gavin
.

“I know and I know he has all the first hand information of what Gavin’s
been through
,
but I need him
to be secure enough with me to tell
me himself, I
don’t want to hear it second hand and I get the impression Novak is dying to
fill me in on the things I should know
.

“Yeah, he is. He sees Gavin getting in deep with you, there are things
you should know
,
but you are
right when you say Gav
should tell you and he will,
give him time
.

“Actually, I’d planned on asking him
.
” Angel admitted
.
“He’s told me
about how his Mum died and his criminal record, what else is there?”

“Nice try
,
” James chuckled
.
“You won’t get that kind of information
from
me besides Novak and Gavin have known each other
way longer that I’ve known them, they’re like brothers, there isn’t a single
thing one doesn’t know about the other so however reticent either of you are ab
out passing information onto Novak
, he will find
ou
t in the end, persistent bugger. At the end of the
day, all you really need to know is that Gavin will look after you and from
what I’ve seen of his behaviour towards you, he already has strong feelings for
you.”

Angel smiled, she had suspected as much
.
“T
hanks James
,
” she rose from her chair then bent to
kiss his cheek
.
“You are a
really nice guy
,
” she finished,
she moved across the kitchen and switched on the kettle, watching Gavin and
Novak fool around in the pool.

“I hope he treated you properly
.
” James
said downing a shot of
Vodka.
“I’m not prying by the way
.

“He did, I was surprised at his thoughtfulness
,
” she admitted
.
“I like being with him
.

“Then my advice to you would be to let him know that. You’re a nice girl
Angel, you seem to have your head f
irmly on your
shoulders, tell him how you feel, don’t be afraid to stand up to him when he
annoys you, and believe me, he will, and don’t take him at face value, there’s
a lot more to Gavin than meets the eye
.
H
e has a lot of talent, musically speaking, so
me
of the songs he’s written are outstanding, if he chooses to, he could easily
make a career out of it but he needs direction and I’m not sure he’s quite
ready to take it from his Dad yet
.

“I thought he was getting on well with Paul
.

“On the surface may
be
,
but there are still things that have
been left unspoken between them and until one or the other of them finally gets
all the angst off their chest, their relationship won’t be able to move on
.
A
nd as they are both stubborn sons of
bitches that
could ta
ke a
while.”

“Paul loves Gavin
.
” Angel stated
“You only have to see him around his son to know that
.

“Oh I know and Paul’s a great guy
,
but he and Gavin are very much alike and they clash, Paul has very few
grey scales, most things are black and white wit
h him
.
W
here Gavin is more likely to explore his options, Paul will jump in with
both feet, he’s more impulsive which irritates Gavin and Gavin’s reticence
irritates Paul
.
T
hey’ll get there
,
but I have the feeling it’ll take a
huge falling out to get them
the proper father, son
relationship they both secretly want. You and Suzanne
might have yo
ur work cut out,” he laughed, “b
ut they’ll get there with you tow behind them.”

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