Binding 13

45

I'm a virgin

Joh

I was in so much fucking trouble.

For once, my problems had nothing to do with my adductor and everything to do with the girl naked in my bathroom.

"What the hell was that about?" I hissed when I found my mother in the kitchen.

"Hello, love," my mother replied, as she continued to chop carrots, clearly oblivious to my outrage.

"Hello?" I balked. "That's all you've got to say?"

Setting her knife down on the chopping board, she turned to face me.

"That girl is fragile, Joh

Yeah, I knew the feeling.

I knew that feeling very fucking well.

"So, you force her to come over here?" I hissed. "Tell me how that was a good idea?"

"Oh, god," Mam strangled. "I haven’t upset her, have I?"

"No, she's okay," I bit out, "But I'm not."

I was so far from okay, the word was a blip on my radar.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"What's wrong?" I practically spat. "Ma, you just snookered me! What were you thinking bringing her here?"

"You were enjoying yourself up there," Mam said with a smile. "She was beating you at PlayStation, huh?"

Yeah, she was.

Sha

I had no clue how I ended up getting my ass handed to me by that pint-sized girl, but that's what happened.

Watching her completely dominate my PlayStation was so fucking hot.

Seriously, her skills with a controller, and her ability to kick my ass like she did, only made her infinitely sexier.

She was fucking perfect.

I was so caught up in her that I could have sat there all night, just being with her.

And then my Ma had to go wreck it and make everything all awkward and strained again.

Jesus, she was naked in my room.

Naked.

I couldn’t handle that.

Not when all I wanted to do was be naked right with her.

I was only seventeen.

This was a temptation I doubted a man twice my age could resist.

I shook my head and expelled a frustrated breath. "Why, Ma – why in god's name would you do this to me? And this –" I held up Sha

"Did she have a shower?"

"She's currently in my shower."

"Oh, that's good."

Good? "What are you trying to do to me, Ma?" I demanded. "Why would you do this?"

"She was wet!" Mam defended. "And so are you," she added with a concerned look. "Go and change your clothes before you catch pneumonia."

"I will," I growled. "When you tell me why you screwed me over?"

"I didn’t screw you over, Joh

"You knew I had a PT session I had to go to this evening."

Since I'd been ba

And now?

Now I was trying to figure how to get myself out of a situation that only had one appealing result.

Sha

With me naked on top of her.

Preferably in her.

If my fucked-up dick held out.

Stop it, asshole.

Stop those thoughts!

"You knew I needed you to take me because I don’t have my bleeding car," I hissed, frustrated. "And now? Now, I have a naked girl in my room, Ma. A naked fucking girl and I'm holding her bleeding clothes."

Stalking towards her, I dumped Sha

"What kind of mother does that to their son?"

"Well, you're down here with me," Mam replied calmly, patting my cheek. "So, I raised you well."

"Ma," I growled.

"I thought you could do with a rest," she huffed. "You look so tired, sweetheart."

Give me strength…

"And you were having so much fun," she added with a rueful smile. "I haven't seen you relax like that in years."

True.

But not the point.

"And my car?" I demanded. "What am I supposed to do without my car?"

"Your father's picking it up on his way home this evening," she replied, having a bleeding answer for everything. "There's been some hiccup with the case, so he'll be home tonight and he'll take me to the airport in the morning." She checked her watch and sighed happily. "He should be home any minute – he left Dublin over three hours ago."

Normally when my mother pushed my buttons, my father would smooth things over, but not this time.

No, because as delighted as I was to hear my Dad would be home for the night, Mam had gone way too far this time.

She had meddled in something I didn't want anyone meddling in.

She meddled with Sha