Loving a Bad Boy (46 page)

“
Yeah, but that’s because
I came with Leeann once. One time, that’s all.”

Pam frowned. “But you brought Julio and Tex
here?”

Tara shrugged. “You deserve it. He’s really
into you.”

A splash of exhilaration hit Pam as she
embraced her wayward niece. “Thanks…thanks so much. I’m into him
too.”

“
I know. Although it
happened pretty quick, didn’t it. I mean Tex and I were fast, but
you and Julio? I didn’t see that coming.” Tara leaned back, her
eyes shining.

“
Tex?” You guys got
something going on?”

“
More of the same. But
that’s enough for us right now.” She paused, watching Pam. “You’re
always there for everybody else, I’m glad you got somebody who’ll
be there for you. Be happy, Auntie.”

Pam slid the red and black large top over
her head. “Auntie?” she asked suspiciously, since her niece had
never called her by that title.

Tara stood slowly. “Yeah, you are, and I’m
glad we’re family.” Heading for the door, she looked back over her
shoulder. “Don’t over think this, just enjoy yourself. Live large
and smile big. Most importantly, CLAM.”

Pam stopped pulling her hair up and searched
her niece’s face. “Clam?”

“
Yeah. Cum Like A Mutha…
well, you get my drift.” Tara laughed as she walked out the
door.

Heat flashed through Pam’s sex-starved body
as the meaning of the acronym boomeranged through her. In less than
two minutes, she was high-tailing it down the hall in search of one
hot, sexy Latino male.

“
Pam.” The huskiness of
his voice robbed her of speech as she spun to see him standing near
the hall entry. With giant strides, he was at her side and kissing
her senseless. There was no time to think. No time to offer a
greeting or wonder where was everyone. Her mind turned to mush
under the onslaught of his passion. He ignited her need to a
feverish pitch. Everything burned inside, aching for
more.

Light-headed, he released her lips, but that
was all. Air-starved, their chests gasped, taking in much needed
oxygen, even as he placed kisses over her face and neck.

“
I missed you,” he
murmured as he nibbled on her earlobe.

“
I missed you so much.
Dreamt of you, of this, every night,” she whispered while clinging
to him.

His lips swept across hers again, plundering
her mouth, taking everything she had to give. The hardness of his
cock against her stomach added validity to his claim. “Can you tell
how much I missed you?” he asked in a guttural tone so full of
need, she shivered in his arms.

“
If she can’t, I can.” The
deep growl lashed out, breaking her concentration. How could she
have forgotten about her dad and his decree?

Pam tried to step back. Julio wouldn’t
release her. Together they turned to face her irate parent. Neither
of them spoke. There wasn’t much to say. She was exactly where she
belonged. In her man’s arms, in her mom’s house.

“
Whatcha’ doing here?” He
pointed at Julio.

Pam felt him tense and prayed he didn’t say
something that’d get him kicked out.

“
I told you I planned to
see Pam. That’s what I’m doing.” Julio voice had normalized,
totally devoid of the passion which had inflamed her a second
ago.

“
I see that!” her dad
snapped, stepping closer. Julio’s grip around her waist tightened.
“But I didn’t give you permission to come to my house. How’d you
get here?”

Pam didn’t want to get Tara into trouble.
“Does it matter? He’s here and I’m glad. You knew we planned to be
together while he was here, so what’s the problem?” She prayed her
confident mask would last and that he wouldn’t remind her of their
last conversation.

He smirked. “You’re glad he’s here. You
planned to spend time with him? Huh?”

Heart sinking, Pam glanced at the flash of
confusion on Julio’s face. Her dad was going to throw her under the
bus. She prepared to explain her lack of trust, especially now that
her previous melt-down seemed foolish and immature.

Her dad shook his head. “Just teasing you, I
sent Tara and the other one away. Go enjoy your young man.” He
pointed in the direction of her room. “Just be quiet and
careful.”

Julio’s brow rose. “Can we go for a drive,
catch-up?” He stared at her with a look that clearly said he didn’t
want to make love in her father’s house. She didn’t either, but
what if mama got worse while she was gone? Chances were that
wouldn’t happen, but if it did, she’d never forgive herself or
Julio.

“
Excuse us, Daddy.” She
returned his sarcastic grin until he turned and left them alone.
Although, as quiet as he moved, she was never sure where he was at
any given moment. “Come with me.” She pulled Julio down the short
hall to her bedroom and closed the door behind them.

“
Baby…”

She placed her hand over his mouth. “Listen.
There’s a reason I’ve been staying here the past week,” she said
before removing her hand from his mouth. “I can’t leave right
now.”

“
You can’t?”

She smiled at the stop-playing tone in his
voice. “No, as much as I want to, I can’t right now.”

His face sobered. “Why not?”

“
My mama, she’s here and
she’s very sick.”

His head jerked back as his eyes widened. “I
thought…”

“
I know. Me too. But she’s
not. She’s here, and on life support. I can’t leave her now, not
even to get what I desperately need from you.”

His face morphed from incredulous to sultry
in an instant. “Desperately need from me huh? You missed me,
too?”

She gulped down a breath as he walked her
backward. “More than you know. I thought…I mean I wasn’t sure… you
know.” Brow raised, he stopped moving and stared down at her.
Swallowing hard, she attempted to put her misgivings into words
without sounding like a needy teenager.

“
I thought, perhaps you’d
met someone and was…you know…getting your needs met or something
like that,” she mumbled, her face on fire as she stared at his
chest. This was one of the times she would’ve exchanged her
insecurities for a healthy dose of “being full of
myself.”

Fingertip beneath her chin, he tilted her
face up. Gradually, she looked into his eyes and lost herself.

“
You’re my woman. There’s
been no one else since we made that clear. You’ll learn that I
don’t make promises to break them.” He swallowed hard. She stared
at his throat as he spoke. “I’ve been working and worried about you
since I left. In between work, I’ve been scared shitless that
something had happened to you. My mind created a bunch of scary
shit of you in the ocean dealing with sharks and stuff, or you with
that dumbass Boots. That stole my damn sleep and peace.” He pointed
at her. “Don’t do that no more. For real. I need to always talk to
you. I gotta hear your voice every day, it makes things different,
better for me.”

The realization that he was serious sent her
soaring. She had trouble keeping her vision clear as she
intertwined her fingers with his. The color contrasts of their
locked hands soothed her. Different, dark and light, yet singular
in their desires.

“
I love you, Julio,” she
whispered hoarsely. The words escaped from a place buried deep
inside her locked heart. She hadn’t planned to say those words, at
least not until he said them first. But somehow, the time seemed
right.

His fist tightened around her hand and then
eased. His lips grazed her forehead. “Ah, Baby…I love you. Never
said that to a woman before. But yeah, can’t hide it. I love you,
girl.”

Julio closed his eyes as Pam relaxed against
his chest. For a moment, he didn’t bother to breathe. With his
declaration, he’d fallen over the precipice that he’d hovered near
so long. Damn. The love bug that had attacked Smoke and his
partners had a parasitic grip on him that he hadn’t been able to
shake. Hell, he hadn’t fully realized how bad he had it until he'd
threatened her dad. Smoke would laugh and slap him on the back. Red
and Ross, hell – he didn’t even want to think about their
reactions.

“
I was so scared you’d
move on.”

Julio leaned down to hear her muffled words.
That’s when he realized she was crying. He held on tighter. “No, I
just had to finish some things before I came back. I’m sorry it
took me so long.” He sought to comfort her, but she cried
harder.

“
No, it’s not your fault,
I left my phone charger at Tex’s. Daddy said no one was there when
he went to get it. I didn’t know your phone number by heart.” She
hiccupped and wiped her face. “I’m sorry.”

“
No need to be sorry. It’s
all good.” At a loss on how to change the dejected look on her
face, he kissed her cheek. God, she smelled good. He placed another
kiss on her face, nibbled on her lips and ears. The stiffness left
slowly, leaving her pliant in his arms.

“
Mmmm, you smell good,”
she moaned, leaning into him.

Since she was saying what he’d just thought
about her, he merely stroked her back and pulled her against his
hardness. It had been too long. “This here.” He rubbed his cock on
her mound. “This here is all for you.” He smiled as she looked up
at him. Her eyes were large dark pools filled with hope.

“
For real?” she asked, her
voice shaky.

He frowned. “I’m not gonna get mad that you
think I can’t wait a week or a month or however long to be with
you. I’m not a boy, Pam. I handle my shit.” Despite his words to
the contrary, he was miffed that she thought he’d rotate her out
until they got together again. No matter his current situation, he
viewed himself as an honorable man.

She patted his chest in a placating
manner.

Since it did soothe him, he let the subject
drop. He slipped his arm around her waist, reached for the end of
the blouse she had on and pulled it over her head. Looks like he
was going to make love to her in her daddy’s house after all since
leaving without loving her was out of the question.

Given that a long drawn out conversation was
not on his immediate agenda, he nodded and bit down on her left
nipple. She shuddered.

“
Julio,” she called his
name, a reverent plea on her lips.

Wordlessly, he pulled down her leggings and
thong in one quick swoop. As she stepped out of them, he unsnapped
her bra, pleased at the nice jiggle as she shrugged it off.
Speechless he stared at her ebony perfection. Uptilted, full
breasts, round high hips, and a small waist. Pin-up doll worthy and
she was all his.

The dreamy look in her eyes stoked his
hunger. He leaned forward and latched onto her other nipple. His
hand squeezed and kneaded her breast while his other hand slid to
his favorite spot, between her legs.

Moisture greeted him.

A quick flick to her clit had her moaning in
his arms. Soon she’d be writhing as he tasted her honey. The
thought of her sweet taste almost caused him to bust his load.
Straining, he pulled back from the edge and pressed two fingers
inside her warm tightness.

“
You are soaking wet,” he
said, thrusting in and out.

“
Ummm…baby, please. I need
more. I need you.”

He glanced at her half-lowered lids and the
light sheen of moisture covering her face. She was magnificent, so
lusty and sensual. Renewed in his determination that she got off
first, he held her tighter while increasing the speed and depth of
his thrusts. Her sexy moans threatened to un-man him. Grunting, he
continued his course rather than fill her with his hard, heavy
dick. When her walls tightened around his fingers, he covered her
mouth with his, absorbing her cries of fulfillment. A gush of
liquid rolled down his hand. Pleased, he waited until she stopped
shaking, then pushed her down and feasted on her pussy. Her nectar
was so sweet, he licked every drop he could find from his hand and
between her legs.

“
Sweet,” he murmured,
ignoring her pleading to do more. “I need to taste you,” he said a
little harder than he meant. But she got the message and allowed
him to have his way. He inserted a finger again, pleasurably amazed
at how tight she was. He stroked her tight sheath a few more times
before flicking her clit. She tried to close her legs.

“
Hurt?” His voice held a
tinge of humor.

“
Some, but not enough for
you to stop.” She reopened her legs. His next lick on her tender
folds earned him a sharp gasp. Pleased, he continued licking and
sucking, drawing out more of her nectar before twirling his tongue
on her clit. His hand on her stomach held her in place as her hips
rose from the bed.

“
Don’t move,” he ordered,
knowing it was an impossible demand.

“
What?” she asked
breathily, her hips rolling against his mouth. His teeth grazed her
clit. “Oh my God!” she yelled.

He blew on the abused spot before teasing
her. “Quiet. You don’t want anybody to come to the door, do
you?”

“
Nooooo.” She rolled her
head from side to side. “Please,” she said in a pitiful voice that
hit him like a ton of bricks. Her hands pulled him up until he
could see her beautiful face clearly. “Please, love me,” she asked
in a voice dripping with need.

His face tightened. Her lips inched up in
the corner. Whatever she saw on his face pleased her to no end.
Without thinking, he attacked her mouth while unsnapping his jeans.
They broke apart, breathing hard.

“
Let me,” she said as she
grabbed his shirt and pulled it up over his head.