Bones by the Wood (21 page)

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, welling up from her core and exploding out through her body, which tried to curl up, in on itself, of its own accord, but Dizzy wasn’t done with her yet.  He pressed her down with the heel of his palm low on her stomach, which had the added effect of seriously intensifying the pressure of his cock within her and prolonging the pulses of ecstasy.  She flung her forearm over her mouth and bit down, unable to contain herself and yet needing not to fly apart.  As she keened her pleasure into her own skin Dizzy came with a roar, jerking her body in time with his own need until he fell forward and fairly collapsed onto her.

Thea welcomed the feel of his body on hers, the way that his chest heaved erratically, his breath coming in hot gasps against her neck.  She indulged her craving to touch him and lightly ran her palms over his back in indeterminate patterns as they both recovered.

Eventually, Dizzy rolled over to his side; only then did his cock slip free of her body.  Thea bit her lip to hold her whimper of disappointment at bay.  They lay for a while, contentedly exploring, learning, playing, with light touches.  Unfortunately the cool air reminded Thea she was naked, and she shivered.  Crawling under the covers wasn’t an option, no matter how delightful it might seem.

She sighed.  “I should get back out there.  I don’t know about you, but I could eat a horse.  I’m guessin’ the others’ll be gettin’ a little peckish, too.”

“You’ve done good this weekend, sweetheart.” Dizzy said as he brushed her bangs away from her eyes.

Thea hitched one shoulder, as much of a shrug as she could manage.  “Well, I’m not exactly used to cookin’ for an army, but no one complained.”

“Not what I meant.  You’ve had a lot to deal with, the kinda stuff most people on the street can’t even imagine.  You didn’t let any of it beat you down.”

“It wasn’t a walk in the park, but what else can you do? It wasn’t all gonna go away just ‘cause I curled up in a corner and cried.”

“Some people would’ve.”  Dizzy shifted, bringing their bodies closer again.  Thea luxuriated in the warmth of skin against skin.

“Hidin’ from my shit never occurs to me until afterwards.  I’m stupid that way.”

“Not stupid.  Brave,” he rumbled before kissing her to the point that she didn’t care if everyone beyond the door had resorted to eating each other in a mass zombie-fest.

When they paused to breathe she murmured, “Thank you.”

“My pleasure.”  He grinned against her lips.

“No, not for that, well, not only.  For what you did.  It cost you, to keep us safe.”  Dizzy was going to say something and Thea thought she knew what it was, so hurried on, “I know you needed to do it anyway, but thank you all the same.”

Dizzy brushed the backs of his fingers over her cheek.  “I’ll keep you safe, sweetheart, both of you.  You’re part of this family now,” he kissed her gently, almost chastely, “with me.”

Thea was beginning to feel overwhelmed, and they were in danger of not making it out of bed before night fell, but a chill chased over her skin again and she used that as the incentive to rise and dress.  At first, Dizzy lay back on the bed and simply watched her move about the room, which was distracting in itself, but eventually he swung off the bed and found some clothes, pausing every now and then to distract Thea some more with a touch or a kiss.

As they left the room, she nearly paused, unsure about how she felt about the majority of the people in the building probably knowing exactly where she’d been for the last however long and who she’d been with, but she swiftly decide that she refused to be embarrassed about that, unless maybe Josh made some sort of comment about it.

When they reached the main room, Dizzy pressed a kiss to her forehead before heading over to Cage.  Thea found Annelle and Dana in the kitchen where they’d already started the meal preparations.  Thea immediately pitched right in, not realizing she was humming a tune until Annelle called her out on it. 

When she sat down to eat with Josh, Dizzy joined them.  Josh was full of his opinion that Shaggy and Ferret were better pool tutors than Thea, even if they did argue most of the time.  Once the men had eaten their fill, they disappeared, at Dizzy’s signal, into their private room.  It was almost an hour before the re-emerged.  When they did, Dizzy sought her out to let her know that they were heading to the garage to do some legitimate work, but they let Josh tag along with them all the same.

Thea spent the afternoon avoiding Annelle’s questions.   She didn’t mind talking to her, but she didn’t want to discuss what had happened, what was happening, in this building where god knew what set of ears might be nearby.  Her personal mother hen would have to wait for the gossip.

All the women pitched in again to prepare the evening meal, and afterwards the atmosphere developed into a genial family carnival.  Again, it was tamer than Thea knew it could be, although couples did disappear discreetly every so often, but it was good, comfortable, familiar and easy.  Even with some of the attitude problems she’d encountered over the past couple of days, there was no tension.  There was no way Lucy and Britney were lining up to be Besties with her, but they weren’t holding a grudge at that immediate moment.

It was late when Josh began to nod off while waiting for his turn on the Xbox.  Thea checked with Dizzy and then put her son to bed in Dizzy’s room.  Feeling exhausted herself, mentally as well as physically, she curled up on top of the covers behind him and fell into a deep sleep.  She was roused sometime later when the door opened and Dizzy entered, but she didn’t jump; she’d been expecting him.  As on the first night, he stripped to his jeans and thermal and then joined them on the bed.  But again instead of pulling her to him, he moved up next to her, throwing his arm over her and Josh.   Thea felt his lips against her neck, but he didn’t tease her, he only placed a brief kiss on a spot that Thea hadn’t known was quite so sensitive until his lips pressed against it.  Feeling completely worn out, Thea fell asleep, cocooned in protective affection.

The advantage of having the dorm room at the end of the corridor was that there was only one shared wall.  That meant
not having to listen to two sets of fucking on a rowdy night.  The disadvantage was that being at the end of the building and having the external wall resulted in having the only dorm room with a window.  Dizzy kept the heavy blind shut, but the small window was above the bed, and short of bricking it up, there was no way to stop sunlight filtering down onto the pillow.  Normally, it wouldn’t have been a problem; he was usually up with, or before, the sun, but today he wanted to linger, and the spears of light were keeping him the fuck awake.

He did a quick mental check.  Monday, yeah, he was fairly sure it was Monday.  Had it really only been Friday that all this shit had started going down?  Seemed like it should’ve taken longer.  It had been a busy weekend, out and out warfare on a Mexican drug lord, down one brother, up one.... old lady, family?  There were no labels being flung about yet, but Thea wasn’t a one-time deal for him, and if she was seriously coming to Louisiana with him, well, that pretty much said it all.

He felt Thea shift under his arm and knew that the intrusive day was waking her, too.  She stretched, which pushed her back against his body.  He felt a little numb down one side, the result of not having moved at all in his sleep, but even with that handicap he responded to what he knew now was in front of him.  Jesus, but she had been worth waiting for.  That simmering attraction that had smoldered a little more every time they’d come across each other had blown up like a landmine.

Trouble was, it wasn’t just her in front of him at the moment.  Dizzy didn’t think Josh was awake, but there was no way he was feeling the kid’s mother up while he was in the same bed, well, not much anyway.  He slid the arm currently lying over both Thea and Josh back until he could slide his palm over Thea’s waist and onto her stomach.  She’d only taken off her sneakers and socks before curling up on the bed, so she was still wearing her jeans and t-shirt.  Dizzy thought it was a pretty effective way, under the circumstances, of giving her kid some space to be a little grown up, even though they had to share a room.  He’d pretty much followed her example and kept his jeans on, although he was shirtless, knowing that he would have gotten too hot in the night being so close to another body.

Dizzy slipped his hand under the hem of Thea’s t-shirt and rubbed it slowly over her so soft skin, just above the waist band of her jeans, low on her belly.  He’d noticed the thin, silvery stretch marks there, the only sign that she’d ever carried a human being inside her.  It was strange to think of her as a mama.  It wasn’t strange when Josh was around, she was very definitely maternal around him, but she seemed so young to have a kid his age.  It seemed to Dizzy like she should just be starting out on that journey, not be halfway through it, but he didn’t like to dwell on that, for many reasons.  Thea turned onto her back, and he edged over to make room for her, but he didn’t still his hand as it rubbed her skin.  She did that; once she was settled, she wrapped her hand around his wrist and held it steady.

“Right place, wrong time.”  She was speaking so quietly it was almost as if she mouthed the words.  He wouldn’t have made them out if he hadn’t been lying next to her.

“I know, sweetheart.  Don’t worry.  Just teasin’.”  But he still slipped his fingers under the waistband.  Thea tightened her hold on his wrist, but he noticed that she didn’t immediately pull his hand away.  His cock began to fill out beyond the semi-hardness that it had already achieved.  He had to remind himself that there was someone else in the bed, her kid no less.

He tried to pick a banal thought to concentrate on, rather than thinking abut what he wanted to do to the responsive body lying in front of him, because Josh began to stir. 

Despite him being bleary eyed and blatantly not a morning person, Thea managed to get Josh washed and changed.  As soon as he was done in the bathroom, Dizzy took his turn.  Not least because he had a raging hard-on that needed some TLC.  He was about to take matters in hand, when he heard Thea’s voice from the next room.  He hadn’t thought that he’d left the bathroom door ajar, but he could just make out what she was saying above the noise of the running water.

“Don’t wake anyone up that’s asleep. I’ll be through in a minute. I’m gonna wait and wash up first.”

He lazily stroked his cock as he listened to the main door opening and closing and wondered if he’d heard right.  The door to the bathroom opened fully, confirming that yes, indeed he had.  A moment later, the glass door to the cubicle opened, and Thea stepped into the cramped space.  She’d bundled that uncontrollable hair on top of her head.  There was barely room to move with two of them in the small space, but that was no bad thing. 

She pressed herself against his body and nudged his hand out of the way, taking over from him and settling into a steady rhythm.  Dizzy edged them around until he could put one palm on the tiled wall behind her.  One of them was going to need to keep steady or he suspected there was a chance they’d end up crashing through the glass.  As she worked his solid shaft, he stroked down her body, taking a moment to flick the pierced nipple that seemed to have the effect of a turbo charge on her arousal.  There was something about the feel of that metal bar through the nub of tender flesh and the smooth coldness of the balls either side of it that had an effect on him, too, and his hips began to move in time to the tempo that Thea’s hand was setting. 

He didn’t kiss her, although they were close enough that they almost were.  Their mouths hovered over each other, sharing gasped breaths.  Dizzy pressed Thea a little more into the cold tile before he slipped his fingers between her thighs.  He headed straight to his target, pushing two fingers into her and plunged them in and out of her wet flesh as he worked her clit with his thumb.  There was something intensely erotic about the way that they weren’t kissing, but were so close.  His skin was heated from more than just the hot water, and the same applied to the woman trembling with lust in front of him.

As Thea increased the pace of her stroking, Dizzy curled his fingers inside her slick sheath.  Her movements became erratic and she writhed on his hand.  Fuck, that was hot. He debated just pulling her leg up on his hip and burying his cock in that slippery sweet pussy.  It’d be a risk, he wasn’t intending on taking a break to get some protection, but right then it seemed like the best idea ever to simply plunge into her.  He moved his fingers even faster with the intent of getting her to the point of no return, then maybe she wouldn’t slap him for being such a fool, or at least not until after the deed was done.

But then she was coming, panting and wet and slick and grinding onto his palm, and fuck but it was hot to feel that.  As she started to relax after her orgasm, Dizzy just cupped her pulsing flesh not wanting to miss one beat of the aftershocks of her pleasure, but his hand tightened again when Thea upped the speed of her fist and added a little twist every time she got to the head.  Oh, that was all sorts of interesting.  The weight in his gut was building and building and then he was coming, grunting like an animal and shooting spunk up the wall by the side of her hip.

“Mornin’, cowboy.”  She smiled, kissed his cheek, and left the cubicle as suddenly as she’d entered it.  Dizzy was almost too weak in the knees from the intensity of his pleasure, and too disoriented from Thea’s abrupt exit, to finish washing himself.

He didn’t linger.  He’d lost all enthusiasm for being under the spray alone as soon as Thea had gone.   He was toweling his hair dry as he walked into the bedroom.  He found her sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling her sneakers on. 

He was debating pushing her back down onto the bed and getting a little... revenge wasn’t quite the right word... asserting himself a little, maybe, when she looked up.

“Is it safe for us to go home today?”

It had been cramped having everyone in the clubhouse, and sharing a bed with Josh had not been an ideal situation, but Dizzy felt a little stab at the thought of either of them leaving.  He liked having them close by, liked being able to look up and see them whenever he was thinking about them.

But he couldn’t keep them with him like pets.  “Yeah, should be.”  He had a thought.  “May be better to keep Josh out of school today, though.  Just to keep an eye on him for a little longer.”  Dizzy was pretty certain that they’d killed all the Los Perdidos of note, objective achieved, but just in case there were any lurking that hadn’t got the memo it wouldn’t do any harm to give Eduardo a little extra time to finish his cleaning up.

Thea finished tying her shoe and rolled her shoulders.  She went over to her ancient brick of a mobile phone that was charging on the desk. She checked the time on it, then made the call, lying smoothly to the Administrator about an imaginary case of food poisoning that hadn’t quite cleared.

When she ended the call, she turned back to him.  “I’ve got a shift tonight.  M’I okay to keep that?”

“Yeah.”  He could see the tension in her forehead.  Her work was a lot more complicated to interrupt than Josh’s day at school; there was a much greater ripple effect.  Besides, he could control that scenario a little better.

She made another phone call, confirming her intention to work her shift.   The crease between her brows got a little deeper while she was talking to whoever had answered the phone.  Dizzy wondered whether she was taking shit for having to drop her shifts over the weekend.  He made a metal note to look into the issue.

She came over to kiss him before she left the room.  From the feel of it, she’d intended to keep it quick and chaste.  Fuck that.  He wrapped her up and took her mouth the way he wanted to, the way he wanted to kiss another, more intimate, part of her anatomy.  She was flushed and breathing heavily by the time he let her go.  She staggered back a step, almost skipping out of his reach, grinning like the cat that got the cream.  He damn well intended to get hold of her and finish what he wanted to start, but she skipped right out of the fucking room.

Dizzy dressed quickly.  He was just going to ignore his begging cock until he could get hold of Thea, which meant he needed to distract himself, thoroughly and soon.  He slipped his kutte on, and before he left the room he jammed his Stetson on.  There was something about the weight of it, the firmness of the band around his head, that was comforting.  He wasn’t about to mention that to anyone, though.  Ferret was enough of a nerd to start calling him Linus or some shit like that.

In the main room, it seemed like most of everyone was up and moving around, even Reba, although she looked a little glassy; that was another item for his list.  It was obvious that she was on some sort of junk, and theirs was too dangerous an operation for a junkie to be lying around.  The whole place was beginning to smell a little funky after being so closely packed with bodies for a few days.  Along with Fitz, who shared his disgust at the smell, Dizzy went around the room, opening any window that could be opened and throwing it wide.  The crisp morning air immediately began to clear some of the staleness.

Having opened the door so wide that it was almost touching the stucco wall, Dizzy looked around the bustling interior.  Breakfast was in full flow.  There was eating and talking and laughing and generally an air of happy, semi-organized chaos.  Josh was sitting with Scooby and Shaggy.  It looked odd, the two biggest people in the room sitting either side of the smallest, but Josh certainly seemed to have charmed both of them.  Dizzy wouldn’t be surprised if Shaggy suggested Josh as the first ten-year-old to wear a Prospect patch.

His stomach rumbled, conspiring with his nose to remind him that he hadn’t eaten and that delicious eatables were being cooked.  He found Thea in the kitchen, helping to cook as much as she was helping to direct operations.  He accepted a plate of food, but not before pinching her ass and making her jump.  He was feeling playful, and only a little concerned that he was in danger of making a fool of himself over this woman.

Now that the excitement was pretty much over, he needed to get his head together with his brothers.  They had business to attend to.  There was run scheduled for the coming weekend, and they had a garage full of vehicles that needed fixing.  All the same, when breakfast was over and people began to leave as word got around that it was safe to do so, Dizzy felt a little melancholy that the collective was breaking up, even if it was only temporary until the Friday night party.

Thea had gone back to his room to pack her and Josh’s stuff together, and Dizzy was trying not to go and interrupt her, knowing full well that he’d delay the day by at least an hour if he did.  He was lazing on one of the sofas, trying to enjoy the quiet for what it was, when Josh sat down next to him.  He’d lost track of the young boy, so he was surprised, but not visibly so.  He was getting used to him being around.  Having had a bit of a shaky start when he’d first walked into the clubhouse on Friday evening, Josh had seemed to make himself comfortable, so Dizzy was concerned that the boy seemed less so now.  He seemed downright edgy.