Bones by the Wood (36 page)

She didn’t think that she had.  He hadn’t attempted to be intimate with her, hadn’t attempted to hold her at all since the day she’d been fired.  But it felt to Thea more like he was trying hard not to touch her than that he was going out of his way to avoid her.

But it would be taking advantage of him.  It would be arrogant and selfish of her.  He’d done so much for them already.  It would be egotistical to tie him to them, to claim him.

He’d given her a home, given her a job...

Oh...

Thea nearly rear-ended the Volkswagen that had paused in front of her, causing Josh to squeak as she slammed the brakes on.

“Sorry, bud.”

Josh nodded.  The traffic started moving again, so she gently pressed the gas.

The daylight seemed a little brighter, a little clearer in light of that sudden revelation.

She wasn’t going to claim Dizzy.

He had already claimed her.

As a whimsical fancy rather than any sort of actual planning, Thea tried to imagine packing her and Josh up and leaving Dizzy’s house.  Only then did she realize that if she tried any such thing she would have a hell of a fight on her hands.  And it wouldn’t just be Dizzy she’d be fighting. Josh wouldn’t want to leave, she’d have to take on damn near the whole fucking MC.

Oh...

She realized that her obsessive phone-checking was her missing him.  And that empty, impatient feeling immediately got a whole lot worse with the revelation.

Now she was desperate to see him, desperate to the point of crazy.

“Come on, bud.”  Thea pulled a U-turn in the fortunately quiet street.  Josh squeaked again.  The wheels of the truck squealed.

“Mama?”  Josh looked at her like she’d lost her mind, and maybe she had.

“We’re goin’ to the store.”  That meant they were going to the out-of-town market.  She was going to have to make specific visits to Val’s house to see her friend, because she was not setting foot in the shithole that had been her previous place of employment ever again.

“Okaaaay.”  Josh drew the syllable out, making it clear he thought she was insane.  “What for?”

“Let’s get some nice eats in, steak and shit.  We’ll make a nice meal for Dizzy for when he gets back.”

Josh’s face lit up.  “Can we get cheesecake?”

“Yeah, we can get cheesecake.”  She answered his beaming smile with one of her own.

~o0o~

Josh had giddily helped her to collect groceries at the store, and they’d ended up getting way more food than the three of them would ever have been able to eat.  But that hadn’t mattered because they’d ended up with a few unannounced guests for dinner.  Only Nut, Ferret and Cage had been missing, citing previous plans.  Nut was eating with his parents.  Ferret had been left alone, of course he’d been going home to Lyla, but Cage had taken some shit.  He hadn’t elaborated on his plans at all, though.

Dizzy and the others had walked in as Thea had been getting ready to start grilling the steaks.  Josh had been in the middle of preparing a salad, under her instruction.  The homemade fries were spread out to dry on sheets of kitchen paper. 

Dizzy had been pleasantly surprised, and pleased.  Fitz, Scooby, Shaggy and Easy had immediately made themselves comfortable with no obvious intentions of leaving.  Even though they’d had to spread out around the room, since Dizzy didn’t have a dining table big enough to fit them all around, the meal had still been a loud, slightly crazy, family affair.

Thea couldn’t remember being so happy, and so impatient, at the same time.  Maybe not since Christmas Eve when she’d been a small child, waiting on Santa Claus.  Josh had been joyously in his element, and it had almost brought Thea to tears to watch him.  He’d fallen asleep propped against Shaggy’s side with a ridiculously large arm wrapped around him.  Even when they’d extracted him to get him into bed, he hadn’t stirred.  He’d been thoroughly exhausted by the excitement and the company.

The others had left not long afterwards.  They’d had a long day on the road, and they were heading back to the clubhouse for company of the female kind and copious quantities of harder liquor. 

Once the house was empty, Thea hadn’t lost her nerve exactly, but the suddenly echoing space had seemed too large, and her plans had become intimidating.  So she’d said a hasty goodnight and now she was lying in her own bed, praying that Josh would sleep without nightmares and that it was indeed disappointment that she’d seen flash across Dizzy’s face.

She thought about getting dressed up, but she didn’t have any fancy underwear to put on, only her usual mismatched collection, so she decided to go just as she was.  She left her room, finding the living room in darkness, and crept across it.  She paused with her hand on the handle of Dizzy’s door, and took a deep breath before she entered the room.

He was in bed, but he hadn’t been asleep.  He sat up as she entered.

“Thea?”

“Ssshhhhh.”   She climbed up onto the bed, onto Dizzy, and put her forefinger against his lips.

“Thank you.”  She whispered.  It was dark, the moonlight was held at bay by the heavy drapes, but she was close enough, since she was now kneeling, straddled across his hips, that she could see his face.  She could definitely feel his body, even though its reaction was blunted by the covers.  His body was very happy that she was there, but his eyes were flashing with irritation and his brows were drawn down in confusion.

“Thank you, for giving us our lives back,” she continued in a whisper.

Dizzy caught her wrist and pulled her hand away from his mouth.

“I told you.  I don’t expect payment, not of any kind.”  Thea felt the harsh rasp of his voice in places low in her body.

“This isn’t me payin’ a debt, Dizzy.”

“No?  Then what is it?”  He had hold of her hips, tight enough that his fingers might leave bruises.

“It’s a promise.”  She leant forward and kissed him.

Thea started the kiss as a gentle touch of lips, but almost immediately Dizzy shifted, sat straighter, and wrapped his arms around her back, crushing her to him.  That was fine by Thea, closer was good, closer was better.  She slid her own arms around him, so that she could hold onto his shoulders, and match the intensity he gave her.

Then she was spinning, falling, as he flipped her, turning them, tangling them up in the covers until she was on her back.  His mouth was still hard on hers as they kicked and shoved the nuisance sheets away. 

When she could feel his body, solid and warm against hers, Thea arched and moaned, begging without words for more contact, more touch.  She thought she might go insane from the feeling of Dizzy’s naked body crushed against her clothed one.  She broke the kiss to yank at her clothing and within several frantic moments, she was as naked as he.

The feel of his bare body sliding against hers was overwhelming.  She could feel him everywhere, and yet she couldn’t get enough of him.  When he broke the kiss and bent his head to her neck to nip and nuzzle at the tender skin, Thea arched and had a flash of remembrance that she wasn’t allowed to scream like she wanted to, needed to.  She wrapped her arms and legs around Dizzy, wanting to bring him as close as possible and never let him go.

When she did so, his cock nudged at her entrance.  She was already wet, just from the wanting of him.  Since he’d walked through his front door she’d had to fight the urge to squirm, to rub her thighs together to relieve the unbearable pressure of arousal.  She’d wanted to throw herself into his arms and wrap herself around him right the hell there and then, and she’d had to wait, she’d had to wait for hours.

She flexed, and felt him as more than a nudge.  The hot head of his cock slipped slightly into her. 

Dizzy raised his head; his eyes were heavy-lidded and he was panting.

“Thea?”

Fuck.  She had to make words.  “Dizzy, I need you.  Please.  I’ll sort it out tomorrow, just... please.  I need you. I want you inside me. Nothin’ between us.”

And with that he slid his cock deep into her body.

Thea arched, and bit down on the moan that threatened to escape.  If the burning heat of him buried inside her, deep, so deep, hadn’t been so intense, she’d have felt how much her teeth were hurting her lip.

It was enough and too much and it wasn’t enough.

“Please.  Dizzy!”

She wasn’t sure what she was begging for.  Dizzy gripped her shoulders, his arms still crossed behind her back, and dipped his head to her breast, the one with the piercing.  Sensation spiked viciously though her body.  As he licked and bit at her nipple, he pulled her down onto his cock as he thrust into her.

It was hard and deep and fast and glorious.

Thea wanted to scream.  Her body simply wasn’t capable of containing the pleasure, but she couldn’t..., couldn’t...  Josh was asleep across the house, she’d wake him.  She couldn’t..., couldn’t...

Dizzy seemed to sense her internal struggle and kissed her again, a hot melding of lips and tongues and teeth that allowed him to swallow her cries.  It was all she could do to hold on.  Her nails were embedded in his skin.

When she came, it was sublime.  She could feel her body pulsing around his, instinctively pulling him deeper.

Before her orgasm had fully finished, Dizzy pulled out of her.  His shaft was still solid and impressive.  He knelt up and pulled her onto his lap before she could complain of the loss.  She was facing him, but a little higher, looking down into his face, into his eyes that were glinting in the dim light of the room.  And he was deep, so deep inside her. 

He moved his hands to her hips and began to move them.  Feeling light and liquid, Thea began to grind her hips on his lap, and then she began to bounce, impaling herself on his length.  Each time, he hit that magic spot inside her.  She did it over and over.  Her stiffened nipples constantly grazed over the ridges of muscle and scars that mapped his chest.  There was a scar, a burn scar, just over his right pectoral muscle.  Thea didn’t want to think about it too much, because they were still all wounds in her mind’s eye, but her pierced nipple was catching over and over on the warped skin.

And then she was lost, drowning again.  It was too much, too, too much.  Her body couldn’t hold it, couldn’t contain the pleasure, the sensation, the emotion. She threw her head back and arched in a way that drove Dizzy’s cock into a new and impossibly sensitive place inside her.  That pleasure-pain had her rocking forward.  She bit his shoulder and yelled into his skin until her throat felt raw and her voice was hoarse. 

While she was still almost insensible to the world, she felt and heard Dizzy’s rasping breaths get harsher and more erratic by her ear as he pulled her more fiercely onto his shaft.  And then she felt it, as he cried out into the thick cloud of her hair, she felt him release inside her, felt his cock swell and grow until the heat and sensation exploded into more ecstasy.

While they were still gasping for breath, they collapsed in a sweaty tangle of limbs, onto the rumpled covers.  Thea’s body felt almost disconnected from her head, as if the bliss had overloaded all her circuits.  She’d missed him, missed him so much, and not just their sex.   She’d missed being with him, feeling cared for, loved, supported. She’d missed simply knowing that she had someone in her corner, someone who gave a shit about how her day had gone.

She wasn’t going to let him go again.  She wouldn’t push him away ever again. 

Dizzy shifted and pulled out of her, and chuckled at the disappointed sound she made.  She felt the rush of fluid that spoke of their frantic carelessness, and made a quick visit to the bathroom to take care of the mess.

She didn’t return to her own bed, she returned to Dizzy’s.

He was under the covers, waiting for her.  He flipped a corner of the comforter back expectantly.