Frankie Xiao
"Lemme put Lovey down, then I'll make us some tea and we can talk.." River smiles down at me as he pushes open the front door to the apartment, stepping aside to let me enter first..
I kick off my shoes by the door, my mind emptying of the day's thoughts.. I don't want to talk about Li Jun or the other girls he had brutalised and mistreated.. Meeting Lijuan had only made it even more glaringly obvious to me that I am a new person.. I am strong, like her.. I am braver than I'd ever given myself credit for.. To see her was like looking in a mirror and for the first time, I admired myself through her eyes..
I was always destined for so much more than to be the slave of Li Jun and now I have the opportunity to create my own fortune, to stand up for myself and take those things I want.. To fulfil myself with all the unspoken desires that have lived in me for as long as I can remember, but I was too meek to voice.. "Oh, I want more than to talk, River.."
He hums in amusement, crossing to the hall with the sleeping babe and calling back over his shoulder.. "More than tea?"
I giggle, flopping down on the sofa.. "Maybe later.."
River returns to the living room, shrugging out of his jacket and sinking down tiredly beside me.. "O'kay good, cus I don'ae think I can move, I'm bloody knackered.." His head falls back and his sleepy eyes drift closed.. The grimace on his face gives away his aching pain..
"I hate it when you hurt.. Let me make you feel better, my sweetheart.." I slide across the sofa and crawl into his lap to knead at his shoulders and he groans in delight..
"Mmmh.. Ye' know I love it when ye' do that, Frankie.." The Tiger purrs affectionately..
"What else do you love, Tiger?" My hands slide down his heavy built, sinewy biceps, squeezing and stroking at his aching muscle until the tension in him eases and his breath becomes relaxed and his hands settle comfortably around my hips..
"I love the way ye' care for me.. That ye' still think of me so selflessly, even when I give ye' permission not to.." He sighs softly, tipping his head forward and my fingers slink around the back of his neck to massage at the base of his skull as pride pulses through my veins..
"And?" My heart beat dances to the resonant melody of his lyrical Irish accent.. The flowing sing-song of his voice is a tune I could listen to all day..
"I love how ye' take control of me, but yer' never forceful.. I've never been treated so gently.." His lively eyes, illuminated and evergreen lift to meet with mine.. Drawing me into a dreamy, hypnotised state..
"What else?" I lean down to kiss his melon-pink lips and he hums..
"I love the way ye taste, the way you smell.. And the feelin' of yer' tiny little body, pressed against mine.."
I trace a finger across his lips.. "How do I taste?"
"Hmm.." He thinks for a few seconds, carefully considering my question.. "Fruity-- like peaches or maybe tangerines? No.. Like strawberries and seasalt-- So fuckin' delicious.."
I can't hide my smile, the warm happiness spreads from my chest up to my cheeks.. "How do I smell?"
He leans closer to take a breath of me.. "Mmmh.. Like the first day of spring, flowers and vanilla.."
I grope greedily at his chest and push up his shirt to trace the defined lines of his abs.. "What do I feel like?"
He smiles, pearly and proud as his fingers creep up beneath my dress, stroking ticklish tracks up and down over my thighs.. "Soft.. Yer' skin is creamy like dessert.. Mm and silky.."
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TIGERLILLY- THE BRAVO BOYS [book two]
RomanceA SPECTERVERSE STORY The Triad had never been more dangerous than on the day that the daughter of The Red Dragon disappeared. Frankie Xiao, abducted from the schoolyard on the afternoon of her sixteenth birthday and never seen again is presumed dea...