Wanting More (Mitchell Family #5)(20)
Author: Jennifer Foor

Since I was sort of like a foreman on the farm, I basically could run into town whenever I wanted as long as the work got done. I knew my sister took her lunch at a certain time and I waited in a faraway parking lot until I saw her and Ty leave. Amy was closing the blinds and turning her lunch sign around in the window as I opened the door. I quickly turned around and hit the lock on the door. She stood there in front of me still in shock. "Conner, what are you doing here?"

I pulled her into my arms and pressed my lips over hers. Even as I pulled away, I kept our faces close. "I needed to know you were okay and I didn’t get a kiss goodbye earlier. I don’t like leavin’ things the way we did, darlin’."

She pushed me away. "I’m fine. It was a little rough this morning, but he didn’t give me a hard time about anything. I told him I stayed with your sister and left it at that."

I wrote down my number on a piece of paper and handed it to her. "I want you to keep this. I’m always around if you need anything."

She looked down and traced the number. "You mean, if I want to hook up with you?"

I closed the paper in her hands and looked right into her eyes. "No, I mean anything. You got lucky and found me last night, but I can’t go to sleep at night knowin’ you could be hurt out on the road somewhere with no place to go. Memorize the damn thing and throw the paper away. I’d be lyin’ if I said that I didn’t want another night with you. I damn near cut off my hand at work this morning thinkin’ about how you tasted on my tongue."

Her eyes opened wide at my confession. "Conner, I…" She grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me into her lips. I grabbed the back of her head and held her as our tongues touched and slid over one another. Her kisses became vigorous and I walked her over to one of her salon chairs. She knew what I wanted and started unbuttoning her pants the same time I undid mine. I didn’t have to pull out my already hard dick, because she reached in and grabbed it herself, guiding it to the base of her entrance. I slid in with ease, going faster than I should have at first. Amy gasped as she accepted my length and grabbed my jeans to pull me deeper into our thrusts. The chair was hard to keep steady, but I put my weight down on the sides while Amy reached her legs around my waist. In no time at all, she was crying out, as I was collapsing against her. We were both sweating, but I couldn’t stop kissing her. "You make me crazy, woman."

She laughed as I pulled away and I caught her checking out my package as I put it back in my pants. She bit down on her lip. "This is so bad."

I leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Bad or good?"

"I shouldn’t want you this much. It’s dangerous for me and you. This was so much easier when I hated you."

I started laughing and caught her lip moving up to smile too. "So, you’re sayin’ you don’t hate me?"

She shook her head and sighed, before pulling me by the shirt until I was against her lips. "I’m still deciding."

I placed small kisses on her lips until I heard someone trying to get in the front door. Amy pulled away and jumped up, tugging me into the back room. "You have to go." She opened the back door and started shoving me out it. I stuck my foot in the door, preventing it from closing. "Memorize that number, Blaze."

She smiled and closed the door.

I saw Ty pulling out of the parking lot as I was crossing the street. He wasn’t paying attention enough to see me, so I just continued walking. I probably shouldn’t have gone to her place of work, but I needed to know she was alright. I wouldn’t have been able to forgive myself if he beat her when she got home.

After my little afternoon delight, I went home and finished up work early. I couldn’t wait to hear her voice again and feel the touch of her soft skin. I just couldn’t get enough.

Chapter 12

Amy

Being with Conner made me feel alive again, but also made me realize that I needed to get my life together. He and I probably would never have any kind of future, and in all seriousness, I knew he’d never want more than what we already were. Still, he gave me hope that someone could want me. He made me feel desired again.

I cried the whole way to my house that morning he dropped me off. Every bone in my body was telling me to stay with him. When I looked at Conner, I saw safety. Sure, the sex was the best I’d ever had, but it was more than that. I knew that he would never lay a hand on me or call me the names that Rick was forever calling me.

Much to my fears, Rick was waiting for me when I got home. He was freshly showered and cooking breakfast. I walked in feeling like I was having a bad dream. He smiled and pulled me into his arms for a kiss. "I’m making breakfast. Hope you’re hungry."

I was in shock. I had to play along with his charade in order to keep the peace. He kissed me again and I neglected to return his affections. "Do you mind if I get a shower?"

"No, everything will be done when you get out."

I walked out of the kitchen, looking back to see if it was some kind of mirage. Sure enough, Rick was flipping an egg in the pan. I pretty much ran into the bathroom and shut the door. When I climbed in the shower, I was a wreck. For months this man had been horrible to me and the first time I do something that made me feel amazing, he decides he wants to be nice again. I just didn’t get it.

I cried in the shower; not because of what I’d done. Nothing could make me regret that. It was perfect and I needed it. I cried because I just wanted out of this hell I was living in. Now more than ever I knew that I wanted my own life to live.

Once I was showered and dressed, I made my way into the kitchen to find Rick sitting at the table, with two place settings. He held out his hand and pointed to the seat across from him. I held my steady grin as I sat down across from him. Even with a smile on his face, he was still a monster to me. "What’s the occasion?"

I was reluctant to take a bite out of anything he made, considering the fact that maybe it had all been poisoned. When I could tell he was waiting for me to eat, I took a deep breath and nibbled on my toast.

"I got a call this morning from that company I applied for; the one that transports the building supplies. They want me to start next Monday. The pay is almost double what I’m making now, but it will require me to be on the road three days a week still."

I tried to form a smile. "Congratulations. Does your daughter know?"

"Yeah, I told her this morning. Look, I know I’ve been hard on you, but you gotta understand, things have been difficult for me. I’m hoping this new opportunity changes everything for us."

I was hoping he was going to offer me my salon and disappear forever. "Sounds great." I couldn’t pretend to be happy when I clearly wasn’t. I stood up from the table and grabbed my purse that had been put back together. "I have to get to work. I have a perm coming in at eight thirty. Thanks for breakfast. I’ll see you tonight."