“Are you hungry for me, baby?”
There was no way he was going to answer with words because the ones he would say could have a lasting effect and the rules in which he’d run his life would be in jeopardy. He would answer the question though. He put his arms under her knees and brought them over his shoulders before kissing her pussy like he would her mouth. Sucking her clit into his mouth and then using his tongue to mimic what he really wanted to do with his cock. Her moans and the way she gripped his hair made him wilder in his attempts to make her lose all control.
“Don’t stop,” she panted, and rocked her hips against his mouth. He was torn about what he wanted. The thought of her going crazy against his lips was appealing, but he wanted to be balls deep in this pussy while kissing the lips that were usually so damn sassy and looking into her eyes. He wanted her to remember who made her body sing like this whenever this wild ride of an affair was over. “Ahhh…ahh…ooooooh.”
He’d picked her up and continued to lap at her. She still had her hands on his head, but he could tell it was more for security than emotion as he walked her into the room and brought her to the bed. If he was going to be silly he could have just dropped her, but he didn’t want that right now. Laying her down softly he stood over her and just took her in. Her hair was a riot of curls as it had been blowing in the wind as she took pictures, her chest heaved liked she’d been running and he wasn’t sure if that was from adrenaline or arousal but the bouncing of her breasts with every breath was arousing. He moved down to her wide, rounded hips and stopped at her toes painted a light shade of pink. Returning his gaze to her face, he saw the same expression she’d given him out on the deck and he didn’t have a clue what it was any more than he did the first time.
She pulled her legs up and rolled over, leaving her face down and ass up on the edge of the bed. Her round ass had been early morning spank bank material long before he’d gotten a call from True on that fateful night, but that’s not what he wanted right now.
With a firm tap on her left ass cheek, she lifted her head from the bed and turned to him.
“Roll over.”
“Why? I know you like it this way.” She squinted her eyes at him like she did when she wanted something her way. He wasn’t in the mood to debate why he wanted what he wanted so he pulled down his shorts, freed his aching cock and reached for a condom. When he straightened up True was still on her hands and knees but she was facing him.
“That’s not rolling ov—” That’s all he got out before she’d lapped at the head of his cock. She moaned as she sucked the tip into her mouth and he couldn’t hold back the shiver that moved through his body. He put his hand up to guide her, but he knew if he put his hands in her soft, springy hair he’d be lost. His cock was already jumping just because he was thinking about it. He stepped back and the contact was broken between her mouth and his cock, but she licked her lips and stared like she could will him to come back to her.
“You are way too sexy for me right now. I want you to come on my cock and I want to watch your face as you do it. So be a good girl and lay on your back.”
“I’m never a good girl, but I’ll be a cooperative woman if you’re a good boy.”
This conversation never ceased to amuse him. He could remember the first time he’d called her a good girl. It had burned her buns then and it had done the same now, but he had to find something to pull back the flames because it felt like he was burning up. His hard cock lay against his stomach, ready to slide between her tight walls like he was a teenager with his first shot at the real thing. He didn’t say anything and she slowly rolled over so that she was on her back. Then she opened her legs wide like she was trying to do a split. His cock throbbed at the way she was offering herself. It was on her terms…always on her terms. She was a fighter, a giver, a nurturer, and the best lover he’d ever had.
The expectant look on her face made him want to do something unexpected. Bending down, he kissed first the inside of her left thigh and then the opposite side before he kissed his way toward the middle. Every once in a while he’d suck the tender skin into his mouth and sucked a bit like he was trying to give her a hickey. He wanted her to remember him and this time they’d spent together when she returned. Watching her as she followed his movements with bated breaths, deep sighs or quiet yelps was almost as fun as sliding deep inside her wet, warm body. Almost…but not quite. She was close and he hoped she was as close as he was. Ladies first wasn’t just a casual saying he threw about, this was something he took seriously.
When he stood up she placed her hand on her clit like she was going to finish herself off.
“No.”
She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down.
“I don’t want you to do that either. Any biting, licking, sucking or fucking to that body is going to be done by me.” He ripped the condom wrapper quickly and slid it on. Alec wanted to go slow…he really did, but it was so damn good. Alec sank in deep and then moved so he could watch the expressive True enjoy his cock.
She watched him, although she had turned her head slightly to the side and she brought her hands up to cup her tits before she fastened her fingers onto her nipples and tugged a little.
He knocked her hands away. “What did I just say?”
“Pulling and tugging don’t fall under any category you requested I not do.”
“Fuck me…I can barely keep a sane thought together and you’re trying to figure out ways around the system?” His strokes were getting faster but he was still trying to control the speed and tempo.
“That’s who I am, Alec.” She smiled like a cat who’d just finished a bowl of cream.
“Hold your tits up for me.” He was too far gone for polite conversation.
She did as he requested and it was difficult to figure out which one he wanted in his mouth first. He chose the left and went for it with all the passion he had inside. Alec hoped that she could feel what he wasn’t going to be able to talk about, because there were feelings that could be so deep he might not make it out of them.
True placed her feet on the bed and pushed herself up against him. The moans in his ear lead him to believe she was close and he straightened up to watch the explosion of expressions that would register on her face.
With her lips parted slightly and her breathing ragged Alec tried to hold on for her to go first.
“I love you, Alec,” she said with a harsh whisper and his balls drew up so tight he closed his eyes trying to calm himself down but it was too late. His cock erupted in hard spurts that had him gripping her thighs and fucking his cock hard and fast into her. It was like he couldn’t stop. The words that he’d never wanted anyone, especially this woman, to say to him had the exact opposite effect that he thought it would have. It was practically painful to hold the responding words from her but he did.
He kept pumping with his eyes closed until he felt her pussy clamp down on his supersensitive cock and he rode her until she was finished, but he couldn’t catch his breath. His heart contracted and beat too hard. He wondered if this is what his father’s heart had felt like before it stopped beating all together. Rolling off True, he lay on his back and knew that what he’d felt for this woman was too damn strong. It had always been this way and he’d always known it. He couldn’t love her because if he did. he’d die from it just like his father had when his mother died. It hadn’t taken but 7 months for the man’s heart to give out from heartbreak. He was the oldest brother to men who had seen way too much loss.
Just thinking of his brothers was like cold water. He rolled off the bed to a standing position looking anywhere but at the woman who could literally kill him. “I’m going to take a shower.”
Alec looked in the mirror at the scarred face that he’d looked at practically his whole life and he didn’t like what he saw there. He’d stood up for his brothers, he’d stood up for anyone weaker than he, and he never ran when he could fight, but the woman on the bed had turned him into s
omething he didn’t want to admit to being…a coward.
With a bit of hot water and soap he could wash his body, clear his mind and get back out to True. They had some talking to do and as much as it hurt him to do it, he was going to have to stop this relationship… well the sexual portion of it. His heart, his body, especially his cock, didn’t like that idea, but his head thought it was a very good plan. Lathering up for the third time he was a bit calmer. He had to get his mind right. Alec Haught was not an emotional fellow…or so most people thought. He could stuff feelings down like a champ, but these few days in paradise with True almost made him forget the promises he made to himself. But now…he was back.
Alec dried off and lathered up his face to shave. He’d seen the whisker marks he’d left on True from their romp in the middle of the night and he didn’t want to mark her skin like that. The darkish bruises he’d sucked on her skin were like love notes and he could see he had a few himself.
A soft knock on the door made him turn off the running water. “Come on in.”
The door didn’t open. “I’m leaving.”
True had gotten into the habit of walking along the shore. She’d usually start alone and he’d catch up. That would be a nice thing to do on their last day. “Alright. I’ll catch up with you.”
He turned the water back on and hurried to finish. They could have their talk on the beach, and maybe one more round of fun before they had to leave the island at ten o’clock that night. Finishing up, he splashed on True’s favorite cologne. It must be her favorite because she bought it for him all the time. Whistling he opened the door and the bright tropical sun lifted his mood, but when he opened the closet he only saw his clothes. He whipped his head to the left and right and noticed everything of True’s was gone.
“There is no fucking way she left.”
Haught & Bothered – Haught Brothers Book #3
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A Note from Leela Lou
I want to thank anyone who made it to the back of this book. It’s been a long time coming. A Haught Date was the first book I ever had published. It was tax day 2014 (that’s April 15 for those of us not in the United States). I was so happy and excited for that book, but life happened and so did my way of thinking. I wanted to bring the Haught Boys out the way I wanted so that meant I wanted to try to self publish…so here I am.
Rosy was the first villain I ever wanted to rehabilitate, much to the chagrin of many of my friends (cough, cough Gerri McCullough). A lot has changed since 2014. I’ve changed and so has Rosy. Sometimes things happen and we don’t think about what the other person is going through. Now, Rosy did some things that were unforgivable, but when someone is really trying and giving it their all I want to give them one more chance. I’m not sure if you noticed, but she’s been in all of the Haught’s stories working, helping and trying to prove she is more than the mistakes she’s made in the past. Which is why I racked my brain for years to find out how I was going to get that woman a Haught. It wasn’t the one she thought she wanted in book one but a man that was just for her.
This story came to me from something I witnessed when I was working on the floor of the labor and delivery suite as a nurse. It wasn’t my patient, but I was helping out because a woman who’d just delivered a healthy baby passed away and the father sat in the hallway with two little boys who had no idea that they were going home with a new baby brother, but no mother. The look of that man and those two boys has stayed with me for years. I have no idea what happened to them, but my writer brain sought to fill in the information I needed with what I had. That family is always in my thoughts and I hope they are doing as well as can be expected.
Thank you to all of you who take the time to listen to the characters who battle to get onto the page. I appreciate you giving Rosy a chance to change your mind about her. Also, every note, text, review (REVIEW), like, heart or comment touches me more than you’ll ever know. I adore writing and would probably do it even if no one read it, but that fact that someone does thrills me and makes me do a happy dance. Thank you for making my dreams come true…Love, hugs and blessings to you all. <3 <3 <3
About the Author
Leela Lou Dahlin has loved reading for as long as she can remember and writing for just as long. Molding letters into words, words into chapters and chapters into spicy romances with a sidecar of sweet. An RN Case Manager with 5 wonderful children by day and writer by night she enjoys meeting amazing characters and watching them fall in love.
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Other Books By Leela Lou Dahlin
One Last Fling
Rumor Has It
A Wish Granted
Club Kink Series
Flipping Her Switch Club Kink Book #1
All For Her Pleasure Club Kink Book #2
The Strength to Submit Club Kink Book #3
Haught Brothers Series
A Haught Date – Haught Brothers Book #1
Too Haught – Haught Brothers Book #2
Haught & Bothered – Haught Brothers Book #3
Red Haught – Haught Brothers Book #4
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