Inked Memories (Montgomery Ink Book 8)

by Carrie Ann Ryan

  “Shit, I almost forgot.” She stood up quickly and dug into her jeans pocket. Since she was there and he couldn’t help himself, he leaned forward and sucked one nipple into his mouth while cupping her other breast in his hand. Jillian let out a moan and leaned into him. “Damn it, Wesley, you’re good at that.”

  He bit down gently before turning his attention to her other breast. “I try.”

  “Well, stop it, because I wanted to suck your dick and I can’t do that with you making me all wet and needy with your mouth on my boobs. Now, here, take this.” She handed him a condom, and he smiled. “I’ll forget about it if I don’t give it to you now. So, if you’ll excuse me, I have a dick to suck.” And with that, she sank down to her haunches again in only her boots and jeans, pulled his dick from his boxer briefs, and preceded to give him the best blowjob of his life.

  He literally saw stars as she sucked on the head, flicking her tongue along the slit. With one hand, she alternately pumped him and cupped his balls while she used her other hand to dig her fingernails into his thigh.

  Jesus. Christ.

  If he weren’t careful, he’d blow his load, and it would all be over too soon. He quickly pulled her away so she stood in front of him, his now wet dick so fucking hard between them he was pretty sure he’d break something if he hit it against anything right then.

  “As much as I want to come down your throat, I’m not that young anymore, you know. If I come now, I won’t be able to use this condom and fuck you senseless. Your choice. I can still make you come by eating you out, and you know how much I want that. But I was thinking of using that old blanket and draping it over the sawhorse over there and then fucking you from behind while you bend over it. So, you tell me. Fucking you from behind, or eating you after you swallow my come?”

  Jillian blinked at him for a moment, and in answer, she quickly undid her pants and was toeing off her boots so fast, she was afraid she’d fall.

  “Um…what’s your answer, Jilli? My tongue, or my cock. I’ll make you feel good either way, but you need to tell me what you want.”

  She licked her lips as she wiggled out of her panties, and he almost came right then. “The fucking thing. I’ve never been bent over a sawhorse before, and I’m pretty sure I have wetness running down my thighs right now at the thought, I’m so turned on. Next time, old man, we go for the sixty-nine and feast on each other to our hearts’ content. For now, we fuck.”

  He couldn’t help it, he laughed as he stripped off the rest of his clothes. “I love that you’re as crass as I am.”

  She reached for him, gripping him by the cock. “You hide it better in public than I do.”

  “True. But I like you the way you are.” To prove that, he reached between them and cupped her pussy. She was already so wet, she drenched his hand even before he slid two fingers into her very tight, impossibly hot sheath.

  “Arguh.” He wasn’t sure if that was a word or a moan, but he didn’t care. He kept his gaze on hers as he pumped his finger in and out of her, having to bend slightly so he could reach her. And as soon as he brushed his thumb over her clit, she came, her cunt tightening around his finger and her body shaking. She gripped his shoulders, and he pumped harder in and out of her, needing her to keep coming on his hand.

  “That’s it, Jilli. Let’s get you past that first edge so I can keep you going longer when I fuck you.”

  “Pro-mi-ses.” Her teeth chattered as she said the word, and he crushed his mouth to hers, needing her lips, her tongue, her.

  When he pulled away, the two of them practically ran toward the sawhorse, tripping over each other in the process. They put the blanket on top, and he slid the condom over his cock as she bent over in front of him, her ass so firm and round he had to bend over to bite it.

  “Hey!” she said, glaring over her shoulder, though she had laughter in her eyes. “Kinky much?”

  “You haven’t even seen my kinky side.” And before she could sputter, he thrust into her to the hilt in one movement. Her eyes practically rolled to the back of her head, and her body shook. He didn’t wait for her to calm, instead he pumped in and out of her with such vigor, he was afraid he’d break the sawhorse.

  And he didn’t give one damn.

  He fucked her hard, his cock straining, and his balls tightening. “Use your fingers to make yourself come over my cock, Jilli. Show me how sexy you are. How fucking hot you make me.”

  She did as she was told and slid her hand over her clit. Two quick brushes later and she was coming around his cock, and he was filling up the condom as they each shouted each other’s names.

  And before either of them could figure out what they could say after an orgasm like that, someone cleared their throat behind them. Wes and Jillian looked over and froze.

  Storm stood there, one hand over his eyes, the other outstretched in front of him. “Uh, I…I didn’t know you would be out here. But, uh…keep going. Or maybe you just went from the sound of it. Oh, my God. My eyes. I think they’re burning. But…uh…I’m going now. Forget I was here. But, uh…just know that this is cool. I’m good with this. Happy it happened. Well not that I just saw something that will give me nightmares because, dear God Wes, I did not need to see your ass like that. Or ever. But I’m happy for the two of you. And now, I’m going. And, well…bye.”

  Storm scurried away, and Wes was left there, still balls-deep inside of Jillian. The two of them looked at one another and then did the only thing they could do.

  They laughed.

  “Well, I guess the cat is out of the bag,” Wes said as he pulled out of her.

  “That was one way to let him know what’s going on,” Jillian said with a snort. “So…are we okay?” She bit her lip as she waited for his answer.

  He leaned forward and kissed her softly. “Yeah, we are. And I think Storm will be too as soon as he gets that image out of his mind.”

  “We were pretty hot, though, just saying.”

  He reached forward and pulled her closer. “We were more than hot.”

  And when they reached for each other again, he knew that they would be okay. As for Storm? Well, they’d talk with his brother soon. From the sound of his twin, though, things might actually be fine between them all.

  Wes just hoped that was true because the alternative wasn’t something he wanted to think about.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Jillian’s thighs hurt. Her hips hurt. Her head hurt. Everything hurt. But as it was because she’d been thoroughly fucked and hadn’t slept because the sex had kept her up all night, she couldn’t really complain.

  Who knew Wes Montgomery could rock her world four times in one night and she’d still want to go back for more. Only the sun had come up, and the two of them needed to get on with their days.

  Still, though, it had been a pretty spectacular way to spend the night.

  Of course, now it was the next night, and sadly, she wasn’t going to spend it with Wes. They might be going fast in some aspects, but slowly in others. It was the speed that worked for them, and that meant she was going to do her girls’ night with her friends like she’d planned and then see Wes at work the next day. They might even try to fit in a date or two.

  As for work? Well, she’d promised herself that would not get tricky. They’d had a talk about it long into the night, and they decided since Storm already knew what was going on, he and Decker—once he found out—would be in charge of directing Jillian’s duties. That way, she didn’t have to answer directly to Wes when it came to work matters. Yes, he’d still technically be her boss since he owned the company, but since she worked on many of the sites and not just his, they’d find a way to make it work. The family was so interconnected within the business anyway, it was tough to hold a firm line against personal relationships.

  But all of that worry would come later. For now, she would put that aside and enjoy her night with the Montgomery girls. Because of her friendship with Everly and Storm, she’d been invited to a few of thes
e gatherings now, and she enjoyed it. Sometimes, they were held at Taboo; other times, at one of their houses. Today, they were at Autumn’s since she was one of the few without children to wrangle, and since they planned on drinking, they weren’t going to be at Tabby and Alex’s. Alex was going strong through his recovery, but adding temptation within his home was just a jerk move on all accounts.

  From what she’d learned since getting to know the Montgomerys, they did their best not to change their routines for Alex since he resented that, but they also tried their best not to make things hard for him. Meaning they had alcohol at family events, but they tried to make sure it wasn’t a thing. She could only respect and kind of envy the way they worked so well as a family.

  “You’re lost in thought again,” Sierra, Austin’s wife said with a laugh. “What’s going on over there?” The other woman smiled, her long, almost amber hair glinting in the light. She was strikingly beautiful and always so put together. If Jillian had any sense of style, she’d shop at her boutique, Eden, that was across the street from Taboo and Montgomery Ink. But, alas, that wouldn’t ever be the case.

  “Uh, nothing, just a long night.” Jillian took a long draw from her beer and tried to look innocent. Were her cheeks red? Surely not.

  “Hmm,” Miranda said with a mock serious expression. “I know that face. That’s the I-just-got-laid face. I like that face.”

  Meghan laughed and pulled out her knitting. She was getting really good at it, though Jillian knew she and Adrienne were probably lost causes. “Tell Momma all.”

  “There’s nothing to tell,” Jillian lied.

  “Ooh,” Autumn said as she walked into the room with Tabby, a truly gorgeous man behind them. “What is Jillian lying about?”

  Everly leaned into Jillian’s shoulder and laughed. “I might know.”

  Jillian turned to her friend, eyes wide. “No, you don’t.”

  Her friend, Storm’s fiancée, just grinned. “I might.”

  “Okay, you have to tell us,” Maya ordered. “But first…hi, Dare, it’s nice to see you again.”

  Jillian shook her head and looked up at the very handsome and rugged man.

  “This is my brother, Dare,” Tabby explained. “He’s here to pester me.”

  “I have business out here,” her brother said, his eyes dancing with laughter.

  “You own a bar in Pennsylvania, how is it you have business here?” Tabby asked, tapping her foot.

  He bopped her on the nose, and she growled. “Business my little sister doesn’t need to know about.”

  “He’s talking about sex,” Maya added helpfully. “He has a woman out here. Or a man. Or both.” She winked. “Just saying.” As Maya had two men, Jillian couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that yes, that might actually be true.

  “Thank you for that, Maya,” he said dryly. “And anyway, hello, ladies. Sorry I’m crashing girls’ night, but Tabby and Autumn said I needed to at least stop by since I’m not in town that long.”

  “Stay!” Miranda said as she stood up. “You can play bartender if you want. We promise not to braid each other’s hair and do pillow fights until later.”

  Jillian couldn’t help but laugh as everyone started talking at once. When a group of Montgomerys got together, things got loud, that much she knew, and these were only some of them. And considering the huge Montgomery Family Reunion was coming up—something Marie Montgomery had invited her to—she was afraid of the level of noise that would come with that particular event.

  Dare gave them all a long look and ran a hand over his beard. She’d never been a beard fan until she met the Montgomerys, and now apparently, she couldn’t get enough of them. She loved the way the scruff of Wes’s beard—when he had one—felt along her inner thighs, and it was a new thing that any beard reminded her of Wes.

  “How about I introduce you to everyone,” Tabby said quickly, taking her brother’s arm. “You didn’t meet everyone the last time you were here. You know, the time when you, Fox, and Loch decided to gang up on Alex to make sure I was being treated right?”

  Jillian smiled with the others but didn’t laugh. Who would confront Wes for her? Storm? No, that wasn’t quite the same, was it. She didn’t have anyone left to make sure she was being treated right. She ran a hand over her chest, that familiar ache no less heavy than before but at least she was getting used to it.

  “So, this is Sierra, Austin’s wife. He’s the one that owns Montgomery Ink with Maya, Alex’s sister.” Tabby pointed over at the very inked and pierced woman who sat on the floor by the coffee table. “Maya’s married to Jake and Border, but I don’t think you met them. Next to Maya is Miranda, another of Alex’s sisters. She’s married to Decker, who works at Montgomery Inc. with me. Then there’s Meghan, the last sister, who also happens to work at Montgomery Inc. and is married to Luc, yet another coworker.” Tabby laughed as Dare’s eyes widened at all the information. “Since we’re talking about the construction company, Jillian over there works with us, as well as Everly’s fiancé, Storm. Storm is also a Montgomery, as is his twin, who also works with me.” She let out an exaggerated breath, and everyone laughed. “Then there’s Autumn, who is amazing and works for Montgomery Ink—the tattoo shop—sometimes. She’s also married to Griffin, the last Montgomery brother. And thank God you’re leaving before the reunion next week, or I’d have to introduce you to forty other family members that I don’t actually know.”

  Dare was silent for so long that Jillian was afraid they’d broken him. Finally, he cleared his throat. “Uh, hello. I’m Dare. Which you know. From now on, I will be calling you letters of the alphabet, which will change each time I see you because, dear God, Tabby, I don’t know if you could have been any more confusing. Aren’t you the organized one?”

  Tabby stuck out her tongue, and he pinched her cheek. Such a big brother thing to do—not that Jillian knew that personally since she didn’t have any family left.

  She took another sip of her beer, annoyed that her thoughts were so off tonight. Yes, she was mourning, but she didn’t have to wallow over something she’d never have.

  “As for being your bartender,” Dare continued. “I can do that for a bit. I never get to see Tabs anymore since she moved out to this boondock state.”

  “Excuse me? I live in Denver. You live in our tiny hometown that still thinks prohibition is a thing.”

  The two argued as they followed Autumn to the kitchen, leaving the others to laugh uncontrollably. It felt good to laugh, to feel free when she was anything but.

  Once Dare returned with a batch of margaritas and a special drink that he refused to reveal the ingredients of, but which Jillian knew would be too much for her since she was driving, he said his goodbyes, leaving the girls to joke around and, of course, talk about men.

  Jillian went to set her beer down on the side table and frowned when she saw a pair of reading glasses wedged between the couch cushions. She dug for them and looked at the lenses to see if they were salvageable and blinked when she noticed that they were just glass and not prescription.

  “Uh, I found some costume glasses in the couch,” Jillian said as she passed them over to Autumn. “Are they real? Or are they those blue tinted ones people use for screens.”

  For some reason, that question made the redhead blush. “Uh…well…”

  “Oh my God,” Maya said on a laugh. “You wear them for sex games with Griffin, don’t you? I mean, you are his personal assistant sometimes, right?”

  “Oh! So you do dictation?” Tabby said with an exaggerated eyebrow wiggle.

  Autumn was, if possible, even redder.

  Maya covered her eyes with her hands and groaned. “Why did I put that image into my head?”

  Meghan’s knitting needles clinked together loudly as she snorted. “Maya, honey, you have sex with not one, but two men in every room of your house and you’re worried about images in your head? Please.”

  That set everyone off, and then somehow, they were all sharing
the oddest places they’d had sex. The fact that three of the women were sisters and the other women were married to the Montgomery brothers only made it that much funnier since Maya, Meghan, and Miranda kept trying to close their eyes and ears at some parts.

  “So, Jillian, tell us the best place you’ve had sex,” Autumn said, wearing her glasses and making everyone laugh.

  Everly reached out and patted Jillian’s arm. “If it was with Storm, that’s fine. I know my man is pretty great in the sack.”

  Wes was better.

  Not that she’d say that but…

  “From behind on a sawhorse,” she blurted. “Best. Ever.”

  “You and Storm had sex on a sawhorse?” Tabby asked, eyes wide.

  Everly’s eyes danced with laughter, and Jillian buried her face in her hands. “That wasn’t Storm, was it, Jillian Reid? That was the man you’re not telling us about.” She clucked her tongue, and Jillian was pretty sure she was going to have to strangle her friend.

  “Tell us!” Miranda exclaimed, the others joining in on a chant.

  “Fine.” Jillian threw up her hands. “Fine. It was Wes. Wes freaking Montgomery. That Wes. Storm’s twin. He rocked my world and made me almost pass out from coming. Best sex ever, and I’m pretty sure we’re going to try to top it the next time we see each other.”

  Everyone was silent for a moment before Maya raised her arm in victory. “I knew it! Told you! All of you. You doubt my radar, but I can see sex vibes a mile away.”

  “Says the woman who took a decade to realize she was in love with her best friend, but whatever,” Meghan murmured, still knitting away and not even looking up as she spoke.

  “Ditto,” Maya shot back, and the girls laughed again.

  “I’m so happy for you,” Everly whispered as the others started peppering her with questions that Jillian wasn’t sure she had the answers for.