He bends down to where I need him. The first drag of his tongue over my pussy has me ready to shoot off the edge, but his grip on my hip keeps me in place. “Fuck.” He licks again, evenslower this time, torturing the hell out of me, before his tongue finds my clit and drags circles around it just like his fingers had.
“Don’t stop,” I beg.
His hands slide up and down my thighs, pinning them open so he can get deeper with his tongue. He devours me in a way no one ever has. Eventually, two fingers slip back inside my core. The sound of his fingers against my wetness fills the kitchen, along with my heavy breathing. With each roll of my hips against his mouth and fingers, his grip on my thigh tightens, claiming me and telling me he’s in charge. When he curls them in a come-hither motion, I set off like a rocket, screaming his name and tightening my thighs around his head.
He continues to lick my pussy through my orgasm and I have to push him away.Bastard.I try to catch my breath. I feel like I just ran a marathon, not had a mind-blowing orgasm in the kitchen of my brother’s bar.
Rhyland mumbles something with a chuckle along my thigh, and I finally snap out of my orgasmic haze.
What the fuck?
Chapter 22
Rhyland
The sound of her heavy breathing fills the kitchen, and I can add those, along with the taste of her pussy, as my favorite things about this space.
“Umm, Rhyland?”
I lift my gaze from her pussy to find her blue eyes staring at me, looking confused as hell. “Did you just say my brother’s name?”
“What?”Shit.“Did I say that aloud?” Hell, instant cock deflation when she nods.
“Yeah. So, umm, should I be worried that you said my brother’s name after I just came in your mouth? I mean, I know you two have always been close,” she teases. “But, umm—” She presses her lips together, suppressing a laugh.
Fuck, I can’t believe I said that. As Payton caught her breath, my mind said,Take that, Ollie. What I didn’t mean to happenwas to say it aloud. I’m just about to tell Payton the gist of the memory of catching him and Hollie in a similar compromising position out on the bar when they were realizing their fake relationship was real. I ran from the room and left, but not until yelling about how many sanitation laws were being broken with that. Well, hello, hypocrite. But before I can open my mouth to speak, a burnt, bitter aroma fills the air.
“Do you smell something burning?” she asks as she pushes up to a seated position and adjusts her dress.
“Oh, fuck.” I look around and remember that I had just added the diced pancetta to a low-heat pan before I glanced over my shoulder and became distracted by her looking all sexy and right in my kitchen. I can’t believe I got distracted while cooking, but shit, can anyone blame me? I have zero regrets about sampling her pussy as an appetizer. The only regret I would have is if I had caused a fire, which definitely would get us caught here. I grab the towel and carry the pan over to the sink. Steam fills the air with a loud hiss as I hit it with a little water. I drop the pan into the sink and cross my arms, sighing heavily.
Fuck, I hope this didn’t ruin our night.
Giggling causes my eyes to whip back open to find Payton with both hands over her mouth and nose, trying to stifle the sounds of her laughter. I close the distance between us.
“You’re a fucking fire hazard, you know that?” I cage her in, and she wraps her ankles around my ass and brings me closer to her. No matter how bad my dick is screaming to continue what we started, we can’t, unless we want to risk getting caught.
But her lips look so kissable, and I can’t resist. I’m not sure how she feels about kissing me after I had my mouth on her, but she doesn’t hesitate at all before pressing her lips to mine. Seems she can’t get enough of me either.
I press my forehead against hers. “I’m always going to remember this exact spot while I’m here working and rememberthe way you taste, the sounds you make when you come, and the way your pussy squeezed my fingers so tight.”
Her chest begins to rise and fall at a rapid pace. “Same,” she pants, but before either of us says fuck it and gives in to the sexual tension in the air, her stomach rumbles loud enough for both of us to hear it.
I let out a belly-deep laugh. I should feed this girl actual food instead of just my cock, which there will be plenty of time to do once we get back home tonight. With Gabby with her aunt and uncle for the night, I plan to take total advantage of us being home alone.
“How about you refill your glass and sit your pretty ass down, and I’ll restart our dinner—this time with no distractions. I don’t need the damn place to burn down.” I laugh.
“Hey, my parts are fine, just saying,” she sasses and tilts her head over to her cutting board that, thankfully, I thought to move away before devouring her on the counter.
“Are you ever going to give me my panties back?”
“Nope,” I say, making a dramatic emphasis on thepbefore focusing my attention on our food while the lace material burns a hole in my pocket.
We make small talk as I recook our dinner. I’ve known this woman her entire life, but there are so many things that I didn’t know about her. She loves anything having to do with British royalty. Whenever there is a documentary or podcast about the royal family, she has to listen or watch. While pregnant with Gabby, she craved chocolate, even though she’d never liked it growing up, and since Gabby was born, she went back to hating it. She and Hollie love to binge and talk aboutDatelineepisodes and reality shows about yachting. But my favorite fun fact I learned is that she is obsessed with cooking shows—specifically ones with Gordon Ramsey and Tom Colicchio. Seems our girl has a chef fetish. Won’t see me complaining.
“Rhyland, this all looks and smells amazing,” Payton says as I set the bowls of pasta on the table I set up in the kitchen’s corner. I wasn’t kidding when I told her I wanted a redo of her first date. I didn’t hold back—first picking her up with flowers, preparing this dish I’ve made with love, and, of course, an orgasm for her to start our date didn’t hurt too badly either. We’re only just getting started with our night.
I take a seat across from her and take in the view. Never had I imagined that I would be here with her, but here we are.
