Page 32 of Forever: The Companion

It wasn’t just him who was selfish here.

“You know I love that—don’t you? When you just demand I fuck you?”

Lucia smiled slyly. “Of course, I do.”

Which was why he made it worth her while for the next hour as he sated the greedy side of himself. He made sure she came when she was on her knees. Flat on her back, too, and even bent over the bed. He gave her what she needed, and then he took his time to slow their chaotic love down when he rolled over to let her ride him to his own release.

God.

He loved this woman.

• • •

Renzo took a moment to admire the sight of Lucia curled up in the white sheets on the bed where she’d rolled over to his side the very second after he’d gotten up. There was nothing he wanted more than to sit and stay right there with her, but the time was ticking closer and closer to one in the morning with every passing second, and he didn’t want to be anywhere near her while he chatted about this thing he had to do for The League in Bali.

Besides, she needed to sleep.

Especially after their day and night.

Knowing if he didn’t go right then that he would stay there and watch her until his phone started to vibrate, Renzo headed into the hallway. Taking the stairs at the end two at a time—his footsteps still as light as a feather against the shiny hardwood floors—he headed for the back of the house. He had just gotten his laptop booted up on the back terrace while the sleeping forest whispered all around him when his cell phone vibrated on the glass table.

He didn’t hesitate to pick it up.

“Yeah, Ren here.”

“Wondered if you were going to decide to tell me to fuck off for this favor.”

His brow raised at the voice on the other end of the call. He expected it to be Cree, considering that was who called him in the first place. It was Dare, instead.

“Hear you got a problem with an ex, huh?” Ren asked.

Dare made a harsh noise.

In the background, Ren heard a familiar voice bitch, “Could we not?”

Ah, there was Cree.

“Let’s ignore that bit,” Dare said quietly, “someone is a little sour about it.”

“Because you were so fast to say yes after everything that asshole—”

“You all can call me back after you settle whatever issue you’ve got going on, you know?”

Dare sighed. “No, it’s fine.”

“Right, well—”

“It would be better for all of us,” Dare quickly explained before another issue could start, “if the officials from Indonesia, as well as the United States, weren’t in Banyu’s business, considering the ties that man has to many criminal organizations around the world—including mine. Before his little issue, meaning that kid of his, starts to cause more problems than he already has, we will fix it.”

“He has more than enough money to fix the issue without asking you, Dare.”

Cree clearly wasn’t pleased.

“Would you knock—”

“It’s a way for him to worm his way back into your life, nothing more.”

“There’s a viable threat to The League by way of exposure, and I can’t risk that, Cree.”