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Instead of following me, Collin stayed frozen in place, watching me. Not knowing how to take him, I turned the corner of the hall to walk to Chloe's room, not bothering to look back.

Chapter 11.

Collin "Fuck." What had I almost done? What was I thinking?

The answer was obvious: I'd gotten distracted. Pretty girls and their pretty lips were pretty little teases to my underworked cock. Simple as that. Add in the fact that this one was good with Chloe, and I knew exactly what my brain had been thinking.

I wanted to kiss her.

I wanted to touch her.

I wanted to take her against my table, ass up, cock thrust so deep in her warm pussy I could feel it in the back of my throat.

"Shit," I muttered, pacing outside Chloe's room.

Five minutes had passed since Addison walked in there, and I couldn't find the balls to go in after her. Got so distracted when she asked to do it herself that I hadn't thought twice about letting her. Wasn't a good thing, especially since I liked the thought of her holding my baby-rocking her and loving on her like I did.

My chest grew tight at the image, and I shut my eyes, pressing my hands against the doorframe. Jesus. I wasn't supposed to like this shit. Was supposed to be comfortable with it, not like it.

On that note, I jerked my head back and reached for the handle, opening the door a half second later. With my fingers wrapped around the knob, I hesitated, watching my biggest fears unfold. Addison was leaned over the railing of Chloe's crib, rubbing her fingertip across my girl's temple...just like a mother.

Too stunned to speak, I backed out of the room and leaned against the wall in the hallway. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to wash the image from my mind.

I couldn't watch this.

I couldn't like this.

I couldn't, shouldn't, but did.

"Hey. What is it? What's wrong?" Addie was there by my side when I reopened my eyes, her dark eyes filled with worry as she searched my face.

I sucked in a breath as reality hit me. Dear God...it was happening. For the first time since Amy died, a woman was getting to me-one I barely knew. And the worst part of it all? I wanted to get to her too.

To curb the anxiety brewing hot inside me, I grabbed Addie by the wrist and marched her to the door.

"Hey, watch it." She clawed at my hand, only making me want to hang on tighter.

"What is your deal, Collin?"

"It's time for you to go." I kept hold of her arm, but not as tight, and grabbed her coat, shoving it against her chest.

"What'd I do this time?" She lifted her chin-always lifting her damn chin. Taking pride to a level I wasn't even capable of most days anymore.

"Nothing." I let go of her arm, my hands itching to grab her and pull her close.

Instead, I walked to the door and unlatched the lock.

"Oh no. Don't think so, buddy." She threw her coat and her hat on the floor, crossing her arms just under her breasts. "If I'm going to work for you, we need to set some ground rules."

I tightened my hands into fists, fingernails digging into my palms. One step forward, then two, and she was in front of me, one eyebrow arched. Her curled lips saying I won't back down. And damn I didn't want her to. She messed with me, all fire and sass. And it made me fucking hot.

"You are the most ungrateful son of a bitch I've ever met in my life, and if you really and truly want me to be your child's nanny, then you better cut the attitude or else I'm gonna-"

"Stop talking." Couldn't help myself. I had to do it. So I grabbed her waist and yanked her to my chest, while clutching the bottom of her shirt with my other hand. Eyes wide and lips parted, I took what I wanted and kissed her. Hard. Unforgivingly. Relentlessly.

And holy shit.

I mean, holy.

Shit.

That kiss was so much. But it wasn't enough-never would be enough either. Not until I had her against the wall, touching her anywhere she'd let me touch her. Skin on skin. Just once, that's all I'd ask for. I wasn't a greedy man, just needy and desperate for the only woman who'd ever mind-fucked me before she actually fucked me.

Fighting against every instinct I had, I used my tongue to explore, only to feel her arms wrap around my neck and her fingers dig into my scalp in response.

With her reaction, my restraint snapped in half.

I walked her backward. She obliged, hands desperate and tight as she clung to me. Warm body soft against mine, pliant and so damn sexy. Almost as needy as my own.

My knee went between her thighs as I pushed her back against the door. She moaned against my lips, the sound going straight to my cock. Her tongue was wet, my brain was fuzzy, but I needed this. I needed her.

I lifted her higher, her legs going right around my waist. She sucked my tongue into her mouth, and I lowered my hands to her ass, squeezing. The skirt she wore rode up higher and higher as she writhed against me, until nothing but her panties pressed against my jeans. She shivered as I rocked her pussy up and down against my cock.

Hot. Tight. Warm. That's exactly how I imagined she'd be if I sank inside her.

She tipped her head back, bumping it against the wood. Her breathing was frantic, her chest rising and falling in time with my own. I lowered my mouth to her neck, kissing and sucking her skin. She tasted clean, fresh, and I groaned low in my throat, wanting nothing more than to bite her, mark her. Make her mine for just one night.

"Collin," she whispered, her body trembling as she moved. I rocked her harder against me, sure I was going to come from the friction of the movement alone.

"Please," she cried out, dry humping my cock like it was all she'd ever need again. And if this was the last woman I ever made come, I'd damn sure not regret it.

"Ain't gonna stop. Wanna make you feel good."

I'd been an ass all night to the girl. The least I could do was get her off...and enjoy myself at the same time.

She leaned forward, whimpering as she buried her forehead against my neck. I shut my eyes, blocking out everything around us and inhaling her hair, a smell I'd never forget.

Sweat dripped down my temples as I guided her up and down my length. My hands, as greedy as my lips, now digging tighter into her ass over her skimpy panties.

"Jesus. Addie."

She shuddered at my words, moving faster, softly crying through what I knew was a quick release.

Damn, did I love that sound. Hadn't realized how much I'd missed it until it came from her. And I wanted to hear it again, until she cried out my name next time, loud as hell so the world would know I'd been the one to do this to her. For her.

But then her breathing slowed and she kissed my neck, the sensation light and soft. Too intimate. Too much.

And that's when the high came crashing down, hitting me as hard as a truck.

I'd just dry-fucked my daughter's new nanny against the front door.

And I liked it.

"I shouldn't have..." I let her go, wincing as her body slid down the front of mine.

Face hot, I took a step back and looked up at the ceiling. Couldn't meet her gaze, couldn't face her for fear of what she'd look like. Sated or happy, pissed or confused...didn't matter. I wouldn't find out.

Yeah, it was too late to go back, but if I ignored her, then maybe she'd think it meant nothing to me. Just two consenting adults who'd...

Shit. Who was I kidding?

"Collin, I-"

"Should go, yeah. It's getting late." I turned and picked up her coat and stuff on the floor, my knees weak, my cock hard and aching.

One step later, I was back in front of her, still not meeting her eyes as I held her coat out. She didn't move to take it, just stood there. I could feel her gaze on me, her confusion, her tension too. The heat coming off her body was like a warm blanket I never wanted to take off.

"Coat. Put it on. It's cold out there." I motioned for her to take it, looking at the door behind her, knowing I'd never be able to look at it the same way again.

She inhaled once, blowing her breath out a second later, the sound like nails on a chalkboard.

But her shaking hands as she reached for her coat finally forced me to look at her face.

She wasn't supposed to be shaking. Was supposed to be sated and satisfied. And her dark eyes were filled with a blank emotion, one I understood all too well. One that twisted my gut even worse than when I'd been waiting for her to show up tonight. She wore a mask, hiding her true feelings, which meant she was either pissed at me or hurt. My guess was both.

"See you in a week." I swallowed hard, knowing I was being a douche, knowing I'd crossed a line I couldn't uncross.

"No."

I narrowed my eyes. "What'd you say?"

"No, you won't see me next week." Her movements were jerky as she slipped on her coat and hat, then her gloves. I loved those damn gloves.

"What do you mean? I thought we had a deal."

"That deal is null and void now," she growled.

"You're kidding, right?" I knew she wasn't. I'd screwed up, big time. I took a step forward, reaching up to cup her cheek but stopping short when she stiffened. "I'm sorry."

"I should have known this is why you wanted me over. To prove just how not desperate you are by keeping it in your pants. You're a twisted asshole, you know that?"

And then she was gone, opening and slamming the door in my face, leaving me behind and even more messed up in the head than before.

Chapter 12.

Addison Two and a half weeks went by without a word from Collin, not that I was expecting him to call. If anything, I wasn't ever expecting to see or hear from him again. I'd avoided the Java Java Hut altogether for fear I'd run into one of his cronies, or possibly his sister.

Luckily, June's Waffle House had called me, saying they were desperate and willing to train me, so the waitressing gig was a go. Carinthia's one and only greasy-spoon diner wasn't my dream job, especially since I made crappy tips and minimum wage. But I was surviving, and even though I was barely getting by, I wasn't suffering for naught. Once I'd pleaded my case with my landlord and told him my issues, he'd told me he'd give me another week to find a job. And once I did, I'd have to show him proof of employment and agree to pay in weekly installments over the next few months until I got back on my feet. It'd be rough, but at least I wasn't on the streets.

Today, I'd worked ten straight hours. Thursdays weren't the best for tips, but I'd gotten my first paycheck, so that was something.

Exhausted, I sat in front of my TV, prepared to do a little binge watching on Netflix. It was cheaper than cable and played some of my favorite classics. It wasn't five minutes into me time, though, when I received a call.

"This Addison?"

I leaned forward to grab the remote, then turned down the volume. "This is."

"It's Gavin. Gavin St. James, Collin Montgomery's friend. Remember me?"

"Um, yeah...?" I had no idea what to say or why he'd call me in the first place.

"I've got a problem."

And then I heard it. The unmistakable sound of a baby crying in the background.

"Everything okay? Is that Chloe?" I stood, my skin crawling as I walked into my kitchen. The clock on the microwave said eleven, and with it being Thursday, I knew Collin was at work.

"I don't usually watch her alone. I mean, I love the kid like my own, but babies kind of freak me out."

He cleared his throat, the sound of his breath heavy and echoing over the line. I could hear him talking to Chloe, his voice soft and shaking. Something was wrong, but why in the hell was he calling me about it?

"Gavin?" I grabbed my keys off the table and pocketed them. Phone between my cheek and shoulder, I snagged the ponytail holder from around my wrist and threw my hair up in a messy bun.

"I need some help. I, shit, I think she's sick, and I can't get hold of anyone else." I heard him again, speaking in softer tones, the sound making my heart beat fast and my stomach twist. She cried, then coughed hard, and then he muttered, "Fuck!"

And that's when I knew. My instincts had me running toward my front door and slipping on my tennis shoes. I was out of my apartment and down the steps in less than twenty seconds. Then in my car in less than three.

"She just puked all over me. Ahh, Beaner. I'm sorry, kiddo."

"Have you called Collin?" In the driver's seat, I put my phone on hands free and drove quickly from the parking lot onto the street.

"So gross," Gavin mumbled. Not only was Chloe hysterical, but she was coughing too.