Wild With You

by Layla Hagen

  I pushed her panties down, kneading that gorgeous ass of hers. I lowered her with her back on the bed, then took off my clothes as fast as possible. Lori let her bare thighs fall open invitingly. This woman was all mine.

  I rolled a condom on before lowering myself on the bed. I gripped myself at the base, but instead of sliding inside her, I rubbed the tip against her clit. She jackknifed. A shot of energy so intense zipped through me I could swear my heart stopped for a second. I teased her nipples, alternating between a touch with the scarf and a lick until she was thrashing around.

  “Can I open my eyes now?” she asked shyly.

  “No. I’ll tell you when you can.”

  Then I flipped her over on her belly, kissing down her spine, biting her ass gently, running my finger between the cheeks. She moaned in the pillow, tugging at the sheets. I spread her thighs wider, settling between them and lowering my head until it was level with her ass and pussy. Then I swiped my tongue over her folds until she exploded. I loved turning her wild.

  "This was so good," she murmured.

  "We're not done. You can open your eyes now."

  I flipped her again then pulled her on top, so she was straddling my thighs. Cupping her ass, I lowered her on my cock.

  "Oh, Graham, this is...." Her words faded on a gasp.

  "This feels so damn good. I'm never letting you out of this bedroom."

  She laughed, holding onto me. "Love that plan."

  Our rhythm was fast and desperate, and I was touching every inch of her I could reach. I needed more. I was insatiable today.

  "Baby, I need to fuck you hard," I rasped.

  "Yes."

  The wild came out in both of us then. I kept her hips up, moving into her from below, watching her beautiful breasts shift on every thrust. Her clit was colliding with my pubic bone, and she was so near to a climax that her legs were shaking. She was squeezing me tight, and I went in deeper, faster.

  "Harder," she urged, exploding with pleasure when I obliged her. I thrust inside her through my orgasm, coming apart too. I wanted all she had to give. Then I kissed her, gently laying her on the bed.

  "Did I hurt you?" I asked, only now realizing how rough I'd been.

  "No."

  "I was rough."

  "I liked it."

  "I didn't mean to be like that."

  "You couldn't resist, huh? I loved it." I knew she meant it.

  We showered, and when we left the bathroom, both clad in robes, Lori asked over her shoulder, "Do you mind if I put on some music?" she asked.

  "Not at all."

  Lori clicked a remote, and a slow song started blaring through the sound system in the living room. She swayed her head and neck to the easy rhythm. I pulled her to me, taking one of her small hands in mine and bringing my other hand to her waist. I swayed us both to the slow beat of the music.

  I caught her dreamy smile when she glanced at the huge folder titled Wedding Portfolio on the coffee table. It brought back bitter memories for me, but I tried not to show it. She’d pick up on it, and I didn’t want to get into it right now. I’d shared with her a lot today about my family and my marriage, and I was still feeling raw from it.

  "This afternoon is the best," she whispered, looking up at me with so much warmth you'd think I was laying the world at her feet. This simple afternoon was making me immensely happy, and she seemed happy too. I was hoping, at least. I wanted this woman's affection. It scared me how much I craved it already, because it made me feel exposed. But that look in her eyes right there... I wanted more of it. Which was why, instead of taking things slow, I asked, “Do you have plans tonight?”

  "Not beyond picking up Milo and bringing him back here."

  "Let's do that together."

  She hesitated, and I held my breath until she nodded. "Okay. What are you doing tomorrow evening?"

  "I'm meeting some sponsors. Why?"

  "My family gets together every Friday for dinner. Think you could come by next week?"

  I loved spending time with her and Milo, so why not meet the rest of the family too?

  I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Definitely. I'd love to come with you."

  "It's better that you won't be here for this one, actually. I'm going to tell them about us. I mean the girls know, but my brothers don't."

  "Sounds like a plan." We hadn't talked about when to break the news to those close to us, but I'd already told the three people I cared about most that I was dating Lori.

  "Nana, Matt, and Amber already know about us."

  "And your dad?"

  "I'll tell him next time we talk, but we don't have that kind of relationship."

  "Sorry I'm being so nosy. I can't help thinking what a pity it is that you aren't closer. My parents passed away in a car accident when I was a kid, and I still miss them."

  I held her closer, feeling her go soft in my arms.

  "I’m sorry. Honestly, I wouldn't know how to build a relationship with him. After the fiasco at the club, we drifted apart even more. We speak once a month when I send him an allowance."

  "Oh?"

  "I promised to send him money if he in turn promised not to ask Nana for it. It also gives me some peace of mind, knowing he's set up financially. Means he can't get in trouble."

  I knew she was tight with her siblings, and I hoped she wouldn't think I was a heartless bastard for keeping my father at arm's length. But her eyes didn't hold judgment, just warmth and empathy. I could learn a thing or ten from Lori, and I was looking forward to it. I twirled her once, and the tie around her robe loosened a bit. I saw my chance and unfastened it completely.

  "What did you do that for?" she asked.

  "You're so beautiful. Shame to cover you up." I switched up our dancing position, wrapping my hands around her waist, pulling her close enough that her breasts were pressing against my chest. Her nipples puckered when I lowered my hands to her ass.

  "You're so good with your hands," she murmured. I lowered myself until I was level with her breast and drew a circle with my tongue around her nipple. Her hips surged forward. "You're good with your mouth too."

  Straightening up, I captured her mouth. Her eyes flared when I pulled back.

  "You bring out all my unladylike instincts," she said, bringing her hand to the tie of my robe and pulling at it.

  "I like those instincts very much. I like everything about you."

  "Is that so? Well, I love your mouth and hands. Haven't decided about the rest." She lowered her hand to cup my cock, stroking me up and down. "Love this too."

  "You're still sore from earlier." I exhaled through gritted teeth, trying to keep my composure, but the movement of her hand was driving me crazy with lust.

  "The good kind of sore, though."

  "Still, what kind of man would I be if I seduced you now?"

  She rose on her tiptoes, kissing my jaw. "The kind who liked the first time so much that he wants seconds? Don't worry. Your conscience will remain intact, because I am going to seduce you."

  "Give me your best, my lady."

  Chapter Twenty

  Lori

  I planned to break the news to my brothers as soon as possible the next evening, because three of our Bennett cousins were also joining us, and I wanted to have the talk before they arrived.

  Milo saved me the trouble. While Val told us the burgers were almost done, my son informed everyone how delicious Graham's fries and burgers had been. I supposed I should have considered myself lucky he didn't spill the beans to Will at the school event.

  For a split second, you could hear a pin drop in my sister's dining room. Then Jace said, "Graham, as in Graham Frazier?"

  "Your boss," Milo confirmed before I could even open my mouth.

  "Sweetie, why don't you go wash your hands? They're dirty from playing outside," I said.

  "But Uncle Jace and Will played too," Milo protested. For some reason, he considered washing hands a tragedy.

  "They'll be washing the
ir hands too," Val assured him. "After you."

  "Told you," Will told Jace once my son was out of earshot. "She had that look last week, and on Wednesday."

  "What look?"

  "I believe you usually call it gooey eyes," Will said, with a fake shudder on the last two words.

  "We're your brothers, not your next door neighbors," Jace informed me. "We can read through the lines. Damn, Will. All the responsibility is on you and Landon. I can't deck him... technically. But if he messes up, I'll forget he's my boss."

  Landon shook his head. "Leave me out of your plans."

  Will clapped a hand on Jace's shoulder. "Don't worry; I have your back. Have the police force on my side. I can think of worse things than speeding tickets if he messes with Lori and Milo."

  I glanced at my sisters. "Help. How do we make them stop?"

  Val shook her head. "No point. Let them get those brotherly instincts out of their system."

  Landon nodded, and Maddie snickered. She and Landon might be married, but she still wasn't used to the madness that could be Friday night dinners.

  "Can you look him up in your database or something?" Jace asked Will. "Check if he has any skeletons?"

  Will seemed to seriously consider it, so I put my foot down.

  "No, no he cannot," I said loudly. "Really, Will. You can't abuse the system just because you're on the police force. You're not supposed to use the resources for your personal issues."

  "You know me. I like to break the rules for a good cause."

  The conversation changed course when Milo returned.

  After dinner, I pulled Jace to the side. "I know Graham is your boss."

  "He's my boss only in a manner of speaking. Honestly, I see the coach as my boss, not Graham. As long as I keep performing on the field, everything is fine. This isn't bothering me. I hope he treats you right."

  "He does."

  "Good."

  "You'll be civil when I bring him over to dinner next Friday, right?"

  Jace grinned. "Civil is my middle name."

  Our Bennett cousins arrived shortly afterward, and we tabled the discussion. When Sebastian, Logan, and Blake stepped inside my sister’s house, I kissed their cheeks and gave them a hug too, for good measure.

  “Well, hello there, dearest Bennetts,” Val said. As we all sat at the dining room table, she went on, “To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?”

  “We’re changing the distributor in this area,” Sebastian explained. He was the CEO of Bennett Enterprises, and Logan the CFO.

  “Always good to meet them in person,” Logan added.

  “I just tagged along to annoy them.” Blake leaned back in his chair, wiggling his eyebrows. Then he added, “Kidding. Alice and I want to franchise the restaurant business, and we had some interest here in LA.”

  “Impressive,” I remarked. Blake and his sister Alice owned several locations in San Francisco.

  Hailey parked a hand on her hip, tapping her foot. “So no one came just to visit us?”

  Val waved her hand. “Never mind, we’ll pretend you did. So, what’s new in the family? Anyone popping out more babies? It’s baby factory over there in Bennettland.”

  “Nadine is pregnant,” Logan announced, referring to his wife. For some reason, he looked very, very smug. Hmm... interesting. All the men in their family had some mighty great egos, but I knew there was something more to Logan’s smile. Sebastian shook his head, smiling, and Blake was semiglaring at Logan.

  It took me a second to understand what was going on as I recalled a funny conversation from Landon’s wedding.

  “That’s right. You two were in competition with each other for who’d have a second kid first,” I said.

  Logan’s smile turned, if possible, even smugger.

  “Well, Blake. Looks like you lost,” I continued, trying to contain my laughter.

  Blake didn’t seem fazed. “Clara and I aren’t in a hurry. And Logan already lost the competition with Sebastian. He just chose an easy prey to compete with.” Oh, yeah. The game was on. Now Blake was smug and Logan was glaring.

  “I’m still in the competition,” Sebastian declared.

  I cleared my throat. “I remember Ava saying she was happy to stop at four.”

  Sebastian’s lips twitched in amusement. “But my convincing prowess is unmatched.”

  Everyone laughed at that, and we chit-chatted about the entire family while we ate.

  “Oh, by the way, Pippa has her eyes on you two.” Blake pointed between Jace and Will.

  “I knew it,” I exclaimed. Their sister Pippa was an excellent matchmaker.

  Will chuckled, turning to Jace. “We kind of got the gist of that at Landon’s wedding. Nothing came out of her matchmaking attempts.”

  “Have you met Pippa? Failure doesn’t discourage her. If anything, she’ll try harder,” Sebastian explained.

  Will blinked. Jace ran a hand through his hair, looking somewhere between alarmed and amused. Closer to alarmed.

  “We should give Pippa pointers,” Hailey said conversationally.

  Val nodded. “You’re right. That would improve her chances of success.”

  Will turned to the girls. “You’re not supposed to be on Pippa’s side.”

  “She’s family,” Hailey protested.

  “So what are Jace and I? Doormen?” Will gave our baby sister his most impressive I’m-a-detective stare. As usual, it achieved nothing.

  “If it helps, I think Will’s the next victim,” Blake went on.

  Jace fist-bumped the air. “Excellent news.”

  Will glared at him, and Jace had the grace to turn his shit-eating grin into an apologetic smirk.

  “Sorry, buddy, but better you than me.”

  “I need backup here, not to be stabbed in the back.”

  Jace seemed to consider this. “Yeah, but if I do that, then I’ll go down with you too.”

  “I always look out for both of us,” Will insisted.

  “These are just my self-preservation skills at work. As a cop, you should be proud.”

  Will remained dangerously silent. I could practically hear the wheels spinning in his mind. Oh, yeah. He was plotting his revenge, but it would take a while. That was okay. Brotherly revenge was best served after one put a lot of time and consideration in it.

  “So, how come Pippa doesn’t have her eyes on Val and Hailey? They’re single,” Will said.

  Val explained that Pippa had said she’d done her best work on her brothers.

  “I’d like to point out that I didn’t need much help,” Blake said. “I knew a good thing when I saw it right off the bat, as opposed to these two.” He threw his thumb in Logan and Sebastian’s direction.

  “So, basically, Will is toast.” Jace was gloating a little too much.

  Will surprised everyone by replying, “Well, she can have a go at it. I’m not opposed to a relationship, just haven’t found the right person.”

  Well, damn. Honesty worked better than revenge.

  Jace jerked his head back. “Are you telling me I’m about to lose my best wingman soon?”

  “I’m sure your teammates can pick up the slack.”

  “Yeah, but as I said. You’re the best.”

  It was time I added gasoline to the fire.

  “Pippa and I should go into business. A joint venture of sorts. She match makes, I organize the wedding. She sells the couple engagement and wedding rings. It all comes full circle.”

  Hailey chuckled. Val was laughing openly, and Will’s smile was even smugger than Logan’s had been earlier. Jace was glaring at me.

  I loved Friday dinners.

  ***

  The next Friday, I was on pins and needles as Milo, Graham, and I arrived at Val's house, but I seemed to be the only nervous one. Milo and Graham were chatting about the dribbling video they’d watched when Graham was at our house. He’d joined us on some evenings, though he hadn’t stayed overnight yet.

  All my siblings were already the
re and we got introductions out of the way fairly quickly.

  "Graham, I hope you like casserole." Val threw her thumb over her shoulder in the direction of the kitchen.

  "I eat anything. Lori said you're an excellent cook."

  Val was already succumbing to Graham's charm. "It's going to take another twenty minutes for it to be ready."

  "Girls, how about some wine before?" Will asked, dangling a bottle of Merlot in front of us.

  "Yes," Hailey, Val, and I said in unison.

  Landon set a hand on his wife's shoulder. "Sparkling water for you?"

  Maddie sighed, rubbing her baby bump. I couldn't wait for the baby to be born. The girls and I sat on Val's couch while Will poured us wine. Then he joined the guys. The lot of them, Milo included, started setting the table. To my astonishment, Graham joined them.

  "Graham, you're a guest," I said loudly. "Come here and relax."

  "I'm glad to do my part in earning my dinner."

  "I like him," Hailey whispered.

  "Me too," Maddie said in a barely audible tone.

  "I'm joining the fan club, but why are we whispering?" Val added.

  Will cleared his throat. "Girls, are you just going to sit there, drink wine, and gossip the entire time?"

  Hailey swirled her wineglass before raising it to her lips. "Yep. Excellent plan, wouldn't you say?"

  "Think twice before you disagree, or I won't be feeding you," Val warned. That shut Will up. Jace, who'd opened his mouth, closed it. No one wanted to miss out on Val's casserole. Hailey and I would clean up after dinner. We had a mutual understanding: since Val insisted on cooking, the rest of us took turns setting the table and cleaning up.

  Graham joked with my brothers, fitting in. Milo usually followed around one of my brothers, but tonight, he was glued to Graham's side. My boy was falling hard for him. I'd explained in kid's terms that Graham and I were dating, and his first question had been, "So we'll eat burgers and fries again?" I took it as a good omen.