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“Because you’re acting very ungrateful right now. I’m simply asking to borrow a trinket for a night. That isn’t too much to ask, considering how much we’ve done for you and your brothers. Is it, Colton?”
*
Frances’s voice pulled me from the memory. “That’s terrible,” she whispered.
The familiar sense of self-disgust washed over me. “No. What’s terrible is that I gave him the code. I told myself to trust him because he was family. But I just wanted him to care about us, not abandon us. I was too afraid to do it on my own.”
Sitting up, facing me, she asked, “What happened next?”
I stared at the white wall in front of me, but I only saw the black empty safe in my mother’s closet, and my heart hurt all over again as it did that day. “I checked the safe the next day and it was all gone. Everything. The jewelry, the ownership of the cars and boats my parents owned.
“I asked him when he would return them and he said to leave him alone and not be a brat or he’d kick us out. I swore to myself that as soon as I turned eighteen, I’d take me and my brothers away from him and I would retrieve every piece he had stolen from us.”
“Did you get the jewelry back?”
“No. When I turned eighteen, I pressed the bastard up against a wall with my bare hands and demanded that he return my mother’s jewels. I didn’t care about the cars and yachts; I could replace those, but I knew how much my mother loved those pieces. They were heirlooms and she’d wanted to pass them on to her children.”
Clenching my fist, I still found it difficult to say this last part. “He said he’d sold every piece and didn’t have one left. I believed him. They lived a lavish lifestyle and the jewels wouldn’t have been enough to sustain them.” My throat seized, but I finished what I had to say aloud, “It breaks my heart knowing that whatever is left of my mother is scattered around in pieces.”
Her soft fingers squeezed my hand. “You were just a little boy. You have to know that.”
“It doesn’t matter. I was the one that gave him the code. I won’t stop until I’ve found every piece.”
“You’ve located some of them?”
“Yes. I have a private investigator helping me. We’ve found sets all over the world at auctions or estate sales. There’s just one more still missing.”
“That’s incredible, Colton.”
“It’s taken nearly twenty years. But yes, I’m almost there.”
Nodding her head, she said softly, “That’s why you were so upset with me. It’s why you didn’t even let me explain.”
“I should have let you explain. But, yes, my pride got in the way. I couldn’t believe I’d allowed someone to deceive me again.”
But that wasn’t what I was most sorry about. “I should never have allowed Ryan to hire an investigator to look into you. I’m sorry. I’d wanted to prove to him and myself that I hadn’t done it again. But life has a way of making you face your fears even when you think you can’t.”
“I get why you were so angry now,” she said. “I’m sorry I proved to be as false as your uncle.”
“God, don’t ever say that. You’re nothing like him. You lied to help your brother, not to swindle something out of me.”
“Well… I did swindle a job out of you,” she said with a laugh. I loved hearing her laugh. It made the weight of my past feel less heavy. “Woman, you can take whatever you want from me—whenever you want it—from now on. I’ll give it to you freely.”
She stretched her leg over mine and crawled on top of my body. She wore a white t-shirt. Her nipples, visible through the cotton fabric, beckoned me. I couldn’t resist, so I put my mouth to one and licked. Pulling me closer to her, she moaned, and my cock stiffened. I wanted her so badly, wanted to throw her down on the bed and push myself deep inside of her. But I commanded myself to be patient and let her take the lead.
Her fingers skimmed down my arms and across my chest. She palmed my hard cock through my gray sweatpants. It was pure torture. Leaning my head back on the bed, I willed my hands to stay still. She’d been through enough yesterday. She didn’t need me pawing all over her. I would only take what she was willing to give and I wouldn’t complain. At least not aloud. In my head, I was fucking screaming.
Her fingers moved to the hem of her shirt, lifting it up and over her head. I stared at her breasts. I knew I should look at her face, but my neck wouldn’t move. My eyes were glued to the mounds in front of me. Burying my face between them, I thought I’d die a lucky man here. When she pushed my head lower, I leaped at her invitation and laid her down on the bed. I ran my lips down below her stomach, inhaling the scent of her.
“The taste of you, the sounds you make. It all drives me crazy. All it takes is one touch from you, and I’m lost,” I said.
She whispered my name, and she may have said something else, but she covered my ears when she grasped my head between the palms of her hands. I feasted on her, licking her from her lips down to her core. I circled her clit with my tongue until she squirmed in my hands.
Spreading her thighs further apart, I held her while she screamed my name. Pushing down my pants, I grabbed a hold of myself and pumped to relieve some of the pressure. It hurt how badly I needed her. Naked, with her thighs still spread open for me, I guided my cock to her entrance. Nudging against her, I teased her until she wet her lips.
“I don’t think I can come again after that,” she said, and I grinned at the challenge.
“I wasn’t trying to make you come yet, sweetheart, just getting you ready for me.”
