Be All, End All

Chapter 17

A dusk to dawn light lit part of the back lot where Darynn’s RV was parked. It lit her windows, but there was no confusing its dim orange light with sunlight.

As Darynn woke to the sound of her cell phone the dim light from the street lamp was the first thing she saw. The sun wasn’t up yet and someone was calling her? If there wasn’t some kind of emergency, there was going to be.

“What the fuck do you want?” she growled into the phone, not caring who she might be offending at four a.m.

“Dat anyway to talk to yer boy?”

She frowned for all of one second, then recognition hit and she was wide awake. “Roman?”

“You got it. I drove three thousand miles to see you, now where is your ass?”

Darynn was grinning. Three thousand? What, he’d been in the mid-Atlantic? “If I tell ya you’ll just crash on my couch again.”

“Naw, I got dibs on the bed.”

She laughed into the phone. Just like him to invite himself back into her sex life, but she wasn’t arguing. A sex life at all would be nice. “Well, now you’re talkin’ my language. Where are you?”

After getting his location she gave him the address, explaining where she’d be. He was a while away yet, but under ideal conditions he’d be there by breakfast time. She hung up the phone still smiling. God, it would be awesome to see Rome. It’d been too long and she was dying to ask him how he’d gotten off of house arrest. Not to mention that she had to fill him in on her new employer and see what information he’d gleaned from the illusive and secretive Brian.

Since she was up she showered and made some toast. Toast and soda was usually her breakfast. The sky was starting to lighten when she decided she better get her ass in gear. Her hair was still dripping and she’d need to be in the garage in an hour.

A knock on her trailer door stilled the brush in her hair. She was only wearing shorts and a sports bra, but she decided it was decent enough.

“Whatcha got for me?”

Rome didn’t wait to be invited in, but was coming up the few stairs in a rush and taking her with him. Darynn did a very girlish thing and squealed as she wrapped herself around him. He was already picking her up so it wasn’t a big deal to just hang on.

“Been a while,” he mouthed into her neck, his voice was low and rough and the reason for it was shoving into her bare stomach. His hands were touching her everywhere and his mouth leeched on, sucking and biting her neck.

“Rome, I don’t know if this is a good time,” she tried, but only encouraged him in the opposite direction.

She felt her bra loosen and he set her against the small counter to pull it free. He released her long enough to run his hands down her sides, taking her shorts with them. As he stood he was pulling at his own fly.

His mouth swooped down on hers and she felt herself lifted, positioned, and then penetrated. Darynn gripped his shoulders, bared by his tank, loving the muscles of his ripped body and what they could do to her.

Up against the counter, her ass barely perched, and he thrust into her. His hands on her ass ground her against him with each lunge into her. She was moaning continuously, his mouth absorbing the sound.

Hard and fast. Darynn flexed with him, loving the treatment, loving the result. Only a few minutes had passed and she was already mindless, nearing the brink. His pace increased, becoming rougher, if that was possible. All she had to do was hang on for the ride.

She pulled away from him as she came, arching in the small space the counter gave. Head and shoulders pressed against cabinets, ass on edge of counter, she pushed her torso out, meeting his hard thrusts as her center splintered and turned liquidy.

Rome was sweating, arms, back, ass and legs tight from exertion. He dropped his forehead to her chest and then moments later pulled out to jack himself on her stomach.

They stayed as they were and panted, the sweat cooling in the morning breeze from the still open door.

Darynn grinned, her hands rubbing over Rome’s head and neck where he lay against her. “You just love to make an entrance, don’tcha?”

He chuckled low and then they both froze at the unmistakable sound of footsteps on gravel.

“Oh, shit!” Darynn whispered. “Zip up, turn around.”

He was already zipping and when he turned she dragged him back to her, wrapping her arms around him. All Dom could see when he stepped up to her open door was her head peaking around Rome’s shoulder and her arms around his chest.

“Rynn?”

She had to control a hysterical bout of laughter that had her grinning. “Yeah?”

Silence. The light was still dim, shadows deep, but she saw the cool animosity on his face. He must have seen Rome enter and had come to aid her if she’d needed it.

“Everything okay?”

She patted Rome’s cheek. “Yeah, just an old friend. I’ll introduce at the garage. This isn’t the best time for entertaining.”

His eyes narrowed at her, taking in Rome as well. Not a friendly look. “Your friend thought it was.”

Darynn would have punched him if she could reach him and wasn’t naked. Instead she pushed Rome forward and hopped down, making sure to stay behind him. Two shuffling steps forward and she was close enough. She leaned out for the door, giving Dom an eyeful of her naked breasts. His gaze dropped to take in her nudity before returning to her face.

“My friend has privileges that my boss doesn’t.” She pushed the door shut and it slammed neatly in his face.