by JA Low
“What about you know who?” leaning over and whispering into ear.
“I’m the wrong brother remember?” As he stands up and strides off into the back of the plane. I shake my head. I don’t think screwing the stewardess is going to help Nell see him any differently.
18
Stirling
We arrived back in New York late.
The driver is taking the girls luggage to their car. Nell appears rather frosty toward Remi, which I don’t blame her for.
“Thanks so much for letting me crash your work trip.” Audrey gives me a hug. “It was exactly what I needed.”
“Glad I could help.” Shoving my hands back into my pockets because all I want to do is grab her face and bring her lips to mine again.
“My brother’s a helpful guy, isn’t he?” Remi slides up beside me and joins in on our conversation, making it awkward.
“Seems like helpfulness runs in the family, doesn’t it?” Audrey’s eyes narrow on Remi. She looks pissed. I’m going to assume the girls know about Remi’s little mile high action and they are not impressed by it either.
“Sure does, we’re so helpful, people keep coming back for more.” I want to kill my brother with his innuendo. Audrey’s face blanches as she picks up on my brother’s undertones.
“Guess when you’re too helpful, doesn’t feel that special anymore,” Audrey shoots back, and her comment silences my brother. She gives me a wave and gets into the car with Nell and Rainn.
“That was awkward,” Remi pipes up.
“Do you think?” Elbowing him in the ribs as I head toward the second car which is waiting for us.
“Hey, don’t need to be a jerk.” Remi runs after me, jumping into the car from the other side.
“I can’t believe what you said to Audrey. Now she knows that I told you about what happened between the two of us and she’s pissed.”
“It’s probably for the best though. Nothing was ever going to happen.” He leans back against the soft leather of our town car. “Best to forget about Audrey Davenport because she is only going to lead to your destruction, brother.”
“I could say the same thing about Nell Garcia.” Fighting back.
“And you’d be right,” he agrees. “The difference between you and I is, I’m willing to lose everything for her.”
“Bullshit.” Calling my brother out. “You fucked the flight attendant in front of her. I call that destroying your chances.”
“I didn’t fuck her, but she did suck me off.” Remi grins over at me. Fucking dick. “And by the way, Nell loves it. When she gets jealous the sex is amazing.”
“That’s messed up.” Shaking my head at my brother.
“Are you kink shaming me bro?” I’m what? Looking at my brother utterly confused.
“Are you drunk? Because you’re not making any sense.”
“I have a nice buzz on but that has nothing to do with what I told you. Nell gets angry when she knows I’ve been with someone else, as do I. Usually, either one of us will track the other down and hate fuck the shit out of the person.” I slow blink at my brother’s words. I don’t understand any of it. “Look it’s our thing. Has been for years. I know you wouldn’t understand it because you’re as vanilla as they come.” If he means I don’t like watching the woman I have feelings for screw around with other guys than yeah, I’m vanilla as they come.
“I think it’s dangerous, Rem,” I caution him.
“I’ll be fine,” he reassures me.
“And what about Miles?” Because I’ve heard the girls tease Nell about her crush on our brother.
“I’m not worried about him, he’s way worse of a player than me. Why would he be interested in Nell, when he has a hospital full of women wanting to fuck the magnificent Saint Miles.”
“Miles may be worse than you, but the thing is, Nell doesn’t see it, does she?” Remi thinks this over for a couple of moments.
“So, what you’re saying is I need to show Nell that Miles is a bigger player than me?” Remi’s eyes light up.
“No. I’m not saying that at all.” Shaking my head at him. “I’m saying don’t screw the crew in front of the girl you like because you never know when she might hit her limit.” Remi shakes his head and crosses his arms in front of him, putting an end to our conversation.
We arrive at my apartment, and I say goodbye to my brother who’s heading back upstate to his farm. I take a step into my personal space and suck in a deep breath. Home sweet home. My shoulders begin to relax, the tension in my temples subsides and my knuckles no longer grip my luggage so tightly. It’s good being back home in my own environment where everything makes sense again. I think it’s a long hot shower, wine and catching up on the football highlights then bed.
I’ve sat down after one of the best showers to catch up on the Sunday football highlights when my phone lights up with a message from Audrey.
Audrey: Made it home safe. Thought you should know as I’m sure Rhys will give you the third degree.
Stirling: *Thumbs up*
Oops. I accidently press the thumbs up emoji as I juggle my phone and remote in one hand and my food in the other. I press play on the highlights as I sit back and take a sip of my wine.
Audrey: Sorry I got into it with your brother.
Stirling: Don’t worry. He’s a dick.
I scream obscenities at the screen as a player fumbles the ball.
Audrey: Are we good?
Stirling: *Thumps up*
I use the emoji on purpose this time. I want her to know that we are okay and friends again. I think an emoji says all that doesn’t it? She doesn’t reply so I’m assuming it’s all good and I go back to screaming at the TV.
An hour later there is a knock on my door.
That’s strange no one can get up here unless security lets them, or they are on my authorized list. I walk on over and open the door and peek through the hole.
Audrey?
I see her standing there with a weird expression on her face. Her blonde hair is pulled up into a messy ponytail, she has no makeup on and she’s wearing a long white dress with a denim jacket over the top.
“What are you doing here?” The words tumble out more in an accusation than a question from the shock of seeing her at my door.
“Do you mind if I come in?” she asks hesitantly taken aback by my tone.
“Of course. Come in.” Opening the door wider for her. “I was catching up on football.” Pointing to the TV screen. “Can I get you anything?” As I stop by the kitchen.
“Sure. I’ll have a wine.” She looks at my glass sitting on the coffee table. I grab the open bottle from the counter and pour a glass for her.
“I wanted to check in with you as your texts sounded weird.” Audrey moves and stands in front of the island bench.
“Did they?” Handing her the glass of wine.
She takes a sip and nods her head. “I thought you must be upset with me over your brother.” I choke on my wine at her comment.
“What no. I thought you’d be pissed at me because of what my brother said.” Confused by this whole situation.
“I thought he was talking more about Nell than us,”
“I think he was too,” I say, agreeing with her.
“Well. Okay, then. I’m glad we sorted that all out.” We both stand there rather awkwardly in silence. “Anyway, it was great seeing you again.” She reaches out and gives me a hug goodbye. And then I feel wetness down my back. What in the hell? Jumping back out of her embrace.
“Oops.” Audrey giggles moving away from me. Her wine glass looking a hell of a lot emptier than it did before. “I’m so sorry. I’m so clumsy. You might need to take that off.” I still and stare at her. Her hand rushes to her mouth and she bursts out laughing. “That sounded way worse than I meant it too.” I can’t help but be caught up with her laughter over the entire situation. “I do think the wine might stain your white T-shirt, so it might be best if you take it off,” she tells me wh
ile looking me up and down.
“But it’s white wine.” Confused by her reaction.
“It will leave a yellow stain on the back and…” she runs out of words as she looks me over again. What is happening? “I promise you, it’s better if you take it off.” She chews on her bottom lip.
“You sure?” I raise a brow in her direction. She nods her head enthusiastically. I grab the back of my T-shirt and bring it up over my head. I watch as Audrey’s eyes rakes over my bare chest. She takes a sip of her wine and nods her head in acknowledgment.
“Are you objectifying me, Miss Davenport?”
“Very much so.” She grins.
“Anything else you want to see?” Pushing the boundaries dangerously. How have we found ourselves in this situation once again?
“Sure.” She smirks over the rim of her wine glass. “What else you got?”
19
Audrey
I came over tonight worried that the little exchange between Remi and I made things weird between Stirling and me. Apparently it hadn’t, and it was my overactive anxiety ridden imagination that thought otherwise. But now that I’m here…
What am I doing? I made a promise to myself on the plane that Audrey 2.0 would not make stupid decisions based on her libido. And now here I am, stumbling into this weird sexual gray area between Stirling and I again. I thought I promised myself he was friend zoned. Then how in the hell did I get here? You asked him to take his shirt off.
Oh, that’s right.
And then he did, and my brain malfunctioned because of all that tanned, silky skin. Ripples of muscle being displayed before me. Then I remembered the way he brought me to such a fantastic orgasm that I passed out. And all those promises I made myself have kind of gone out the window and I’m going to say I’m disappointed in myself but if the night ends with an orgasm, then I’m pretty okay with feeling disappointed in myself because I’ll be on a high from orgasms that the disappointment will float away on an orgasm cloud. I don’t think it was a good idea to have hugged him because that meant in my clumsiness, I spilled my wine all over him and now I’m staring at a bare chested Stirling who is looking at me like he’s starving and I’m fresh meat being dangled in front of him. And I’m okay with it.
“Anything else you want to see?” Stirling asks me. Um… yeah.
“Sure.” I smirk at him as I take a sip of my wine to calm my nerves. “What else you got?” Where in the hell did those words come from that spill out of my mouth? How much percent alcohol is in this wine ‘cause I’m feeling lightheaded now?
“Is that why you came over, Audrey? Were you feeling a little needy?” Oh lordy, dirty talking Stirling is out, and my lady bits are here for it. “Did you go home and try and release the tension inside of you, but your fingers weren’t good enough?”
Maybe?
“Did they not bring you to the edge like mine did?” He steps closer with each dirty word to me. I step back toward the kitchen counter until my back hits the cool marble surface. His hands slap down on either side of me caging me in. “What do you want from me, Audrey?”
Everything. All of it. I’ll take whatever he wants to give me.
Stirling’s head tilts to the side waiting for my answer. “Or we don’t have to do a thing, Audrey.”
“No.” My answer comes out louder than I anticipated surprising us both. Stirling takes a step back. No, what is he doing?
“I shouldn’t have pushed you,” he states, his hands dropping to the side as if I’ve stung him. What? No. I want him to. I want this. I want him. The orgasms, I want all the orgasms.
“Hey.” Grabbing his arm. “I wasn’t saying no to stop. I was saying no I don’t want you to stop.” Telling him truthfully. Stirling’s eyes widen in understanding. “I know we kind of agreed that once we got back from London that things would go back to the way they were.”
“Did we?” Stirling raises a brow at me.
“Didn’t we?” I swear I thought we had a conversation about it. He shakes his head. “Maybe I did with myself inside my head.” Stirling cracks up laughing which kind of kills the sexy vibe.
“Are you pouting?” My hand falls to my lips as if I can feel my own pout.
“Was I?” I didn’t notice if I was or not. “I think I was upset because the night wasn’t going to end in orgasms.” Got nothing to lose now. I’ve embarrassed myself enough tonight might as well keep going. Stirling smirks and shakes his head at my silliness.
“Come here?” He calls me over to him with his finger. He reaches out and holds my chin. “If you want me to give you orgasms, Aud. All you have to do is ask.” Stirling’s voice lowers to dirty level again and my lady bits come alive. The girls have been on a rollercoaster of emotions tonight.
“Rhys did ask you to look after me, so …” Biting my lip at my comment. Too soon?
“Audrey.” Stirling growls and I swear my knickers get wet. He reaches out and picks me up. Then he throws me over his shoulder. What in the hell? He takes long strides through his apartment while I bounce around on his shoulder. I take in his wooden floors as he walks along his corridor, then the gray tones of the carpet of his bedroom. Until the world tilts on its axis and I’m flung onto his bed. I bounce against the softness of his duvet and cushions. Stirling stands at the end of his bed. There’s a rather large tenting happening in his pants which makes me grin.
“You like what you see, Aud?” he asks me.
“Yes. I do, Stirling.” A smirk falls across his serious face.
“We’re going to be crossing over that line tonight. You okay with that?” He double checks with me. I take off my denim jacket and throw it at him, which makes him chuckle as he catches it.
“Yeah. I think I’m okay with that.” Stirling smirks as he eyes me hungrily.
“Take off your dress then,” he commands while he stays standing at the end of the bed. My hands shake as I slowly unbutton the front of my dress. I could easily bunch it up and pull it over my head but where would the fun be in that? I watch as Stirling almost loses his mind as I slowly unbutton each individual button. “Fucking hell.” He curses as he places a knee on the bed, then reaches out and rips open the dress, buttons go flying everywhere as I squeal in surprise that he did that. “I’ll buy you a new one, Aud.”
“I’ll hold you to it,” I say, glaring at him but it was all kinds of hot that he did that. Luckily, I chose my underwear nicely in case. Who the hell am I kidding I was hoping something would happen? I chose a sexy white polka dot Agent Provocateur bra and G-string set. It was sexy yet innocent. Stirling’s green eyes flare as he takes me in.
“Did you wear that for me?” Stirling’s new tone is to ask everything as a growl and I’m here for it.
“Yes. I was hopeful.” Biting my lip as I stare up at him looking very hot as he tries and restrain himself from mauling me. “Or I was going to spill my wine on you, so you’d get the hint.” Stirling can’t handle it any longer and launches himself at me. His large hands are cupping my breasts as his fingers twist and tease my nipple through the sheer fabric of my bra. His teeth are nipping the sensitive skin along my neck as his weight pushes me into the soft folds of his bed.
“You can be as loud as you want tonight,” Stirling murmurs against my skin. “I want to hear you scream this time.” He looks down at me, those green eyes wild with need and in that moment, I will give Stirling Hartford anything he damn well desires. If he wants me screaming my lungs out, then he’s going to have to do his best to make me. “Also don’t think I’ve forgotten what you confessed the other night to me.” He bites his lip as his mouth moved down along my neck, over my collar bone until he reaches the sheer fabric of my bra. His teeth bite my nipple sending bolts of electricity over my body. A moan falls from my lips as he pulls the strap down along my shoulder exposing my breast to him. Last time he did this he worked me up into a frenzy and I can see him doing it again. Then I feel his mouth move further down, his lips kiss down and over my stomach. Until he reaches
the band of my underwear. He looks up at me from between my thighs as if seeking my permission to continue further, our eyes meet and that was all the permission he needed before he’s pulling my panties to the side, and I feel the first swipe of his tongue along my slit. My back arches, and my heart beats wildly in my chest as he begins to take my body higher and higher.
20
Stirling
When the first drop of her hits my tongue I’m done for. I give up. Audrey can have me anytime, anyplace she wants. I’m all hers. The way she arches her back with each languished lick has my dick ready to explode. The sounds that fall from her lips, I never ever want to stop. I slide a finger inside of her, as my mouth continues lapping her up. Fingers are now entwined in my hair as she holds me in place. She is my master, and I am nothing but her humble slave in this moment. I will stay between her thighs forever if she wishes me to because a woman like Audrey deserves to be worshiped from my knees.
“Yes. Oh Yes. There, right there!” Audrey screams and thankfully I have no neighbors to hear her scream. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” She curses as my tongue continues to pull her orgasms from her pushing her over the line into oblivion. “Oh my God.” She sits up crushing my face into her pussy, and if this is how I’m going to die I’m okay with it, before she falls back against my bed. She’s thrashing about but I won’t let her go. Last time my fingers caused her this much ecstasy I pushed her further and I don’t know if anyone has done that before. I don’t move my face from between her thighs, even though her legs are shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. I push on and add a second finger inside of her. “Oh my…” she squeals arching her back as the second finger hits her delicate nerves and begins to pull another orgasm from her internal depths. “Stirling!” she screams as my fingers hook inside of her. “I’m… coming …oh…” she pants as I pull another orgasm from her. Slowly, I pull my fingers from her sated body, her eyes flutter shut for a moment while she captures her breath.
