Keep Me (The Fox Family Crime Syndicate, #3)

by Summer O'Toole

“You know, for a doctor, you make a pretty terrible patient.” She crosses her legs where she’s perched on the end of my dining table. “No one’s ever complained about my bedside manner before.” “Well, your patients are usually dead.”

“What’s with the rosary? You don’t strike me as the praying type.” He’s looking back out the window, snapping a picture of a mom and toddler walking into the store. “I’m not.” “Okay, so why?” His chin slowly twists toward me, and there’s a simmering heat in his eyes. A heat that I feel settling deep in my stomach. He speaks in the same deadpan tone he answered in before, but there’s nothing dry or emotionless about the way he pins me with his stormy stare and says, “Because when my hands are wrapped around your throat, I’m the one you’ll be praying to.” …Lord have mercy…

“Oh, and Cortez?” He looks over his shoulder at the top of the stairs. “If you ever make me that hard again while torturing someone, I’m fucking you next to their corpse.”

I wrap a hand around the front of her throat again and pull her into my chest, my words rasping against her ear. “Ride me like the filthy whore you are, my little menace.”

He raises the gun, and my stomach knots at the sight of my release coating it. He brings it closer to my face, and I go completely still, holding my breath. His head cocks to the side as if struck by a sick curiosity. He tenderly uses the wet muzzle to wipe away my tears on one cheek, replacing it with the evidence of my own depraved lust. He leans closer and licks the trail from my cheek to whisper in my ear. “I like the way your fear tastes.”

“I’m hanging on by a goddamn thread just kissing you.” “Okay.” She runs her thumb over the hard crease between my brows. She holds my jaw with her other hand and brushes soft, chaste kisses on my lips while rolling her hips into me. My cock leaks as her arousal makes it glide, just like when I’m in her hot, wet mouth. “And if you keep rubbing that pussy on me, Cortez…” A taunting smile that makes her eyes crinkle in the corners flits across her lips, and just her smile has my balls drawing tight. “A little kissing got you all flustered, huh, Fox?” I lower my head to rake my teeth up her neck, then suck her ear lobe between them. “A little kissing? No. But kissing you?” My body feels light, my head feels high, and my heart… “I feel like I could float away. I’m fucking untethered.”

“I’m yours now, you understand?” he says between grunts and deep thrusts. “Yes, yes,” I cry as he hits a spot inside me that makes light burst behind my eyelids and my clit throb from the inside out. “Say it,” he bites out, jaw tight and sweat sliding down his temple. “You’re mine,” I gasp. “Mine.” “Fuck, I don’t want to be anything else,”

“Christ, strangling my cock like such a good little whore.” The filthiness of his words and one more thrust against my clit send me tumbling over the edge, the tension snapping and uncoiling from my core outwards with hot bursts of light. “So fucking beautiful.” He peers down at me with a crease between his brows and adoration in his eyes. “I could watch you come all day.” My head lulls back, blissed out and exhausted. He wraps my legs around his waist, then tilts my head back up as his fingers twine into my hair. “Tell me, little menace, was calling you a good little whore what did it? Is treating you like a filthy little slut what makes you come that hard on my cock?”

“Clean me up.” I have no problem dropping to my knees for him, but something else crosses my mind. “You first, mentiroso.” He licks his lips as a dark chuckle rumbles from him. He swoops down onto his knees and palms my legs apart. His dark and hooded eyes look up at me as he drags a wide and lascivious path up my pussy with this tongue. My body twitches and arches at the contact, especially when he plunges his tongue into my cunt and swirls it inside my entrance. He laps up my cum like a thirsty dog, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. His stony and determined gaze never leaves mine. I trail my fingers over the curve of his ear. “That’s a good boy.”

“Clean up the mess you made, or I’ll have you choking on my cock.” He’s so close to the edge, painfully close. I cup his balls and lower my mouth down his shaft at the same time, and he releases an animalistic sound of pleasure. “Show me what a good girl you can be, little menace.”

I pull off him, careful not to spill any of his seed. His chest heaves with deep breaths as I stand and straddle him. I clutch his face and lean over him. He’s so handsome like this, eyes hazy and sated, cheeks flushed and ruddy. I force his head back and thumb his chin until his lips part. From my upright position, I spit his cum from my mouth to his. The last stringing bit falls from my lips, and I lean down to kiss him as he exhales harshly through this nose, his hands splaying on my hips. A dark, husky sound reverberates from his throat as he swallows. I let my lips linger, licking the taste of him and me from his lips. Cleaning him up just like he asked, I think with a smirk. “Goddamn.” He shakes his head in disbelief as I sit back on his lap. He looks at me drunkenly. “What am I gonna do with you?” “Order in Thai?”

You wouldn’t believe how much money people will pay to live out their most sadistic and depraved fantasies.” Oh, I believe it. I’ve seen the darkest parts of humanity, and the only thing that surprised me was how close to the surface it was.

“Wake up, please, I need you. If you wake up for me I swear I’ll fucking marry you. I’ll take you skydiving. I’ll love you with every breath I breathe, every second of my life. Please, just come back to me—”

I tuck my gun away and pull her into me. “I’ll always be your monster, you only have to be my light.”

“You saved me, Reggie,” he breathes into my skin. I clutch his head to my chest, my heart overflowing with emotions that no words can do justice. I brush my lips over his hair. “Only because you saved me first.”