And yet my mouth won’t shut up. “What? Why?”
“You smelled so good.”
“You could smell me? That sounds awful.”
He shakes his head and drops his gaze. My breath hitches.
“It was hot. You smelled like sex and sweetness. I wanted to kiss and explore you for the rest of the morning.”
His voice. The longing in it. The fluttering in my belly starts up again. He wraps his hands around my upper thighs. “You need to lie back. I’ve waited long enough to taste you.”
“Whose fault is that?” My lips quirk into a smile.
He kisses my inner thigh before staring up at me with so much determination and desire burning in his eyes, it steals the laughter from my lips. “I can’t wait to lick you until your legs shake.”
“Oh my God,” I breathe out. No one has ever spoken to me so bluntly before. “What are you doing to me?”
“Owning every inch of you, Aubrey. Every. Single. Inch.”
I open my mouth, but no words come out. He lifts his gaze and I lie back, staring at the ceiling.
“Watch me,” he says, spreading my legs wider.
Propping myself up on my elbows, I stare down at him. He doesn’t go straight for me though. No, Sully’s a patient man who takes his time teasing and kissing my skin until I’m quivering and on the verge of begging.
He uses his thumbs to stroke up and down my lips then leans in and kisses me. Loud, open-mouthed kisses in my most private place.
“Holy shit!” I yelp. My hand dives into his hair, gripping tight.
He grins against me but doesn’t stop the sweet torture.
I let my head fall back. Both of my hands twine into his hair. My hips jerk up and I realize I’m grinding myself against his face. He makes a bunch of encouraging noises and slides his hands under my butt, gripping me tight and pulling me closer.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.”
He slides a finger inside me and my hips jerk again, slamming into him. Jesus, did I break his nose? He pulls his face away, but keeps gently thrusting his finger in and out. “You’re fucking amazing,” he says before diving back in.
He’s the amazing one. Talented at all kinds of kissing. I can’t keep track of the sensations and after a while stop trying. The pleasure washes over me in waves, pulling me closer and closer. My body’s strung tight. On the verge of something. My hips move in frustrated circles.
He lifts his head, rubbing his cheek against my inner thigh. Light beard stubble tickles my already sensitive skin. “Can you come this way, Aubrey?”
I have no idea. No one’s ever asked or tried. The only oral I’ve received has been a lights-off quick token lick or two before having a cock shoved in my face so I could “return the favor.”
Back then, I never thought to ask for more.
Under Sully’s hands and mouth, I’m like a flower that blossomed too early. Stung by an unexpected frost, my growth stunted. Sully’s the first warm kiss of sunlight. He makes me want things I haven’t wanted in a long time. Things I thought were wrong to want. Would lead me to trouble.
I answer with a whimper and he slips a second finger inside me, pumping harder. His mouth seals over me and he gently sucks my clit. Blistering flames of pleasure fizzle through my veins. The only words that come to mind are explosion, detonate, inferno.
I always thought the “seeing stars” thing was bullshit, but I see galaxies before Sully finally slows down.
“That was beautiful,” he mutters. Unconcerned with how wet and messy he’s made me, he slides his hands over my core, spreading my wetness, keeping me on the edge. “Are you with me, Aubrey?” he asks in a teasing voice.
“I’m here.”
“Are you done for the night?”
I peel open one eye. “Is that an option?”
The satisfied smile slides off his face. He cocks his head and swipes the back of his hand over his glistening lips. “Everything’s always an option, Aubrey.”
“I want more.”
He leans over and slides open his nightstand drawer and tosses a couple condoms on top. One of them he keeps, ripping it open with his teeth.
I watch, transfixed while he shoves his pants down and frees himself.
“Whoa,” I mutter without thinking.
He glances up and winks. “That’s encouraging.”
I don’t think he bothers to kick off his pants. Instead, he rolls the condom on quick and grips my thighs, lifting me to the angle he needs to slide right in.
“Oh my God,” I moan, my head rolling to the side, eyes closing.
Sully thumps into me harder on the next thrust. “Eyes open. Watch,” he demands.
He takes his time, finding what feels amazing for both of us. He’s incredibly tuned into what makes me moan the loudest. As I let out another contented sigh, he pulls out.
Frustrated, I sit up. “Why? What’re you doing?”
He stretches out on the bed next to me and tugs on my hand. “Get on top of me.”
“Are you sure?”
He scrunches his face and shakes his head like he thinks I’ve lost my mind. Before anything else silly comes out of my mouth, he sits up and scoops me into a kneeling position next to him. “Come on.”
I wish I was a little more graceful about it, but Sully groans with pleasure when I finally line myself up and sink down. He gives me a few seconds to figure it out before grabbing my hips and moving me the way he wants.
“That’s it,” he encourages. “Harder. I know you have it in you.”
“I have it in me all right,” I joke, wiggling my hips.
He laughs and reaches up to cup my cheek. “I wanna watch you come while you’re riding me.”
The raw, honest, and dirty demand sends streaks of heat through my body.
Wanting to please him as much as he’s pleased me, I move a little faster. “Good. Like that,” he says, his eyes falling shut.
I grind my hips into him. “Eyes open,” I demand.
The corners of his mouth turn up before he opens his eyes. “Damn, Aubrey,” he says with a trace of awe.
He reaches up and cups my breasts, gently strumming his thumbs over my nipples. I lean into him and work my hips up and down. Chasing that feeling of blissful explosiveness that captured me a few minutes ago. Sully’s turned me into a greedy girl.
Before long, I’m desperate, frantic for something that seems close but out of my grasp. I work my hips faster, beads of sweat running down my forehead. Sully sits up and cups my cheeks with both hands. “Slow down. I’m not going anywhere. I’m all yours. All night.”
I could’ve come five seconds after getting Aubrey in my bedroom. But I wanted more for our first night together. Each time she looks at me, there’s a certain innocence in her expression that makes me feel like a filthy bastard for all the things I want to do with her. She’s so much tighter than I anticipated. I don’t think she’s a virgin, but she’s not experienced either. That much is obvious.
She’s riding me as if this is her one and only shot. As if she thinks tomorrow I’ll wake up and regret it. When the truth is I don’t think I’ll ever have enough of her.
The reassurance that I’m not going anywhere seems to help.
“That’s better,” I encourage. “Nice and slow.”
She finds a rhythm she’s more comfortable with. One that has me ready to explode. Thank fuck a few seconds later, she gasps and lets out a low moan. She’s not a screamer. She’s a moaner and a heavy breather. Every noise from her lips is fucking beautiful.
Her eyes roll back in her head. “Ohhh, yes. Sully.”
Her pussy squeezes me so tight as she orgasms that it tips me over the edge. “Here,” I pant out the word and press my palms to the sides of her face, pulling her down so I can kiss her while I let go. She moans into my mouth and I’m absolutely lost in her.
Foreheads touching, we stare at each other breathing in the same air while our heart rates return to normal. Reluctantly, I palm her hips a
nd pull her off me.
“Give me a second.”
My vision swims as I sit up and I blink a few times. Holy shit, she fucked me into one hell of a dazed and confused state.
I stumble into the bathroom to discard the condom and grab a glass of water. When I return, she’s laying on her side with a blanket pulled practically up to her chin.
“Are you cold?”
“No,” she answers absently, taking the glass I offer.
When she finishes, I take the glass, set it down, then yank the blanket off her.
“Hey!”
“You said you’re not cold, so you’re hiding from me and I don’t like that.”
Her mouth opens as if she has a sassy comeback, but her gaze travels down my body instead. I really like the way she studies me. I may not be as cocky as my brother, but I put a lot of hours in at the gym, so I appreciate her gawking.
A lot.
I throw myself down next to her and place my lips on hers. She rolls to her back and I follow, kissing her long and hard. Within a few minutes of our bodies pressed together, my cock’s hardening again.
She stares up at me with a sated but mystified expression.
“What’s on your mind, Aubrey?”
“I’m not sure how to put it into words. Except, wow.”
“Wow works.”
The uncertain expression returns and she sits up. “It’s late. You probably want—”
“To use you as a pillow all night,” I finish for her, cutting off wherever she was going. It’s a goofy thing to say, but hell, she makes me a little goofy.
She chuckles. “You don’t mind if I stay?”
“I’ll be offended if you don’t.”
“I figured with your mom next—”
“Can we not talk about my mother right now?”
“Sorry.” She glances down. “I figured you won’t want anyone to know…” Her voice trails off before she finishes the thought.
“I’ll hang a sign out front right now.”
She cuts me a sharp look. “Because of your no-dating-clients-or-employees rule.”
Fuck, yeah, that seems pretty stupid now. “You’re worth breaking all my rules.”
“Give me a minute,” she says. I watch while she hurries into the bathroom and closes the door.
Stretching out and staring up at the ceiling, I consider how much I’ve cocked this up when it’s really pretty simple. We can control ourselves at work. And I’m not some asshole who’ll fire her if things don’t work out between us—although right now, the way I’m feeling, I don’t see that being an issue.
“Holy—wow.”
I turn and find her hesitating outside the bathroom. “What?”
She waves her hands in front of her. “You. All stretched out.” Her gaze zeros in on my cock. “Glorious.”
“Glorious, huh?” I stroke my hand up and down my dick a few times. “Want a closer look?”
“Definitely.”
I crook a finger at her, beckoning her closer.
Nope, this doesn’t have to be complicated at all.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
I can’t remember the last time I woke up with someone next to me. Aubrey’s still sleeping and damn, she’s so pretty it’s impossible to tear my gaze away. Zonked out with the morning sun glowing over her skin, she seems so much younger. You’d never know when she finally lets go, how passionate she is inside.
Noise from my living room stops me from continuing my creepy stare-a-thon and I’m careful to slide out of bed without jostling her awake.
Jake’s in the living room wearing a predictably annoying grin. I’m sure he noticed Aubrey’s car in the driveway and can’t wait to hassle me about my “no dating clients and employees” rule.
I’m surprised how little I care what he thinks.
“Looks like you still have company.”
“Are you here for a reason?”
“You’re not gonna offer me some coffee?”
“No.”
He blows out a breath and dangles my keys in front of my face. “I’m dropping off your Jeep.”
“Thanks for doing that.” I grab the keys and set them on the counter separating the kitchen from the dining area. Jake naturally follows me. “Everything go okay after we left? Rowdy didn’t hang around right?” I ask.
“I’m fine.” He cocks his head. “You actually brought someone home with you, huh? That has to be a first. Is this my fault for stealing your last condom?”
“Do you have to be such an asshole?” I grumble, heading into the kitchen. Changed my mind on the coffee. I need it to deal with Jake.
“It’s part of my charm,” he says, following close behind me.
“It’s really not.”
“Come on, give me details.”
“No, perv.”
“Not those details.” He actually drops the cocky expression for five seconds. “I’m serious. You never bring chicks here.”
Shaking my head, I consider how to answer. He’s right. I don’t do relationships and I haven’t had a girl at my house since the custody arrangement for Maddy was finalized. “She’s not some psycho who’s gonna show up when Maddy’s here and cause trouble. I trust her.”
“You are a magnet for crazy chicks.”
“Look who’s talking.” I really want to end our conversation and get back in bed with Aubrey before she wakes up. “I suppose you need a ride to Strike Back?” I ask, hoping he’ll take the hint that he needs to go open for me this morning.
“Nah, I’m gonna go next door and visit Mom. She’ll give me a ride.” He lifts his chin toward the bedroom. “I’ll give her the good news about your new girlfriend.”
“Don’t you dare. I don’t need her running over here hinting to Aubrey about how she wants more grandchildren.”
He tips his head back and laughs. “Wow, you don’t want to scare her away. You’re into her.”
“Yeah, I’m into her. So if you could not be a dick about it, that would be great.”
“I make no promises.”
The sound of running water from the bathroom reaches us. Aubrey’s awake.
I shove the can of coffee into Jake’s hands. “Here, make yourself useful.”
Aubrey’s about to climb back into bed when I open the bedroom door. She found a faded red T-shirt of mine and slipped it on. On her, it’s a dress.
For me, it’s an instant hard-on.
“Morning.”
The softest, sweetest smile lights up her face. “Good morning.” She tugs at the bottom of the shirt. “I hope it’s okay I borrowed your shirt. I found it in the bathroom.”
“I can’t vouch that it’s clean.”
She pulls the fabric to her nose and inhales, smiling even wider. “It smells like you. I like it.”
That’s it. We need a proper good morning kiss. Now.
Takes me three steps to cross the room and pull her into my arms. “I really liked waking up with you in my bed.”
She pulls back and playfully pokes me in the stomach. “Why’d you leave then?”
I tilt my head toward the kitchen. “Jake stopped by. If I didn’t intercept him, he’d have no problem walking in here. Sitting down. Starting a conversation.”
Her little body shakes with laughter against mine. “I’d probably die of embarrassment.”
Figured she’d be that type of girl. Even more reason I want to get my brother out of my house. “You don’t have anything to be embarrassed about.”
“No. What I don’t have.” She points to the pile of her clothes on the floor. “Is any pants.”
“Oh.” I chuckle and lead her to my dresser, pulling out a pair of shorts I think will fit her if I tie the drawstring tight enough.
“They’re not going to fit,” she protests. She points at me, then runs her hands over her hips.
“Sure they will. Come here.”
I kneel in front of her and she leans on me while I help her into the shorts. “It’s a crime to put clothes on y
ou,” I say as I drag them up her legs.
She tips her head down, watching as I dip close to kiss her belly button. She giggles when I lick her stomach. Gasps when I kiss a little lower.
Her fingers thread into my hair, tugging just hard enough to remind me of the way she went wild under me last night. “Jake definitely has to go,” I murmur against her skin. “Need more of you today.”
“Don’t you need to be at the gym?”
I groan and tie the drawstring into a knot. “Jake’s gonna open for me.”
“Coffee’s ready!” Jake shouts.
Aubrey bursts out laughing and covers her face with her hands. “I can’t.”
“I’ll send him on his way. Give me a few minutes.” I lean in closer. “Kiss me first.”
She presses her lips to mine and before she can get away, I thread my hand into her hair, tugging her closer.
“Does Aubrey take cream and sugar?” Jake yells, thoroughly spoiling the moment.
“Fucker,” I grumble.
“He knows it’s me?” she whispers.
“Jake’s a lot of things, but stupid isn’t one of them.”
“I’ve noticed,” she says.
“Be right back.”
Jake’s thankfully headed toward the door when I stalk into the living room.
“I can take a hint.”
“Take my Jeep. I’ll ask Aubrey to drop me off later.”
“Later? How much later?”
“Keegan’s coming in to help with my morning class. You’ll be fine.”
“Boy, the things I do to help you get laid, big brother.”
“Shut up,” I say, shoving him onto the porch.
Laughing, he stumbles down the steps and waves at me over his shoulder.
Aubrey’s kneeling in the center of my bed when I return to her.
“You can relax, he’s gone. Sorry about that.”
My gaze roams over her, while she looks good in my shirt, I really want her naked. Naked and bouncing on my cock. For now, I’ll start with naked.
I stop at the foot of the bed, and she shuffles closer. “Do you need to get going?”
“Nah, Jake’s going to open for me and handle my morning class.” I slip my hand under her T-shirt, brushing my fingers against soft, warm skin. “I need more Aubrey time.”
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