I watched him, my gaze warming as I thought of all that he was asking. My heart once again sang out, telling me to trust this, to jump, but my brain warned that it would be holding part of me back. I couldn’t not give in to this, at least try it out, right? I’d always regret it if I didn’t. I leaned forward, letting my lips caress his. “I’d be open to trying out those relationships too.”
Sully pulled back and gave me a nod before he let his fingers run up my sides, under my breasts, as he pulled out my tank from where he’d tucked it. With our eyes locked together, he tugged off my tank. Dropping it on the counter, a wicked grin spread across his face.
“Does that mean,” he began, his fingers running down from my shoulders to my breasts, circling one nipple, then the other. I squirmed, dying for him to put his mouth on me. He rained light kisses down before looking up and continuing. “If I carry you to my room right now, you will actually still be there in the morning and not try to sneak out on me?”
With that, he sucked in the nipple on my right breast, and I gasped. Arching into his mouth, I groaned. “I promise to not sneak out.”
Moving to my other breast, his tongue flicked my nipple a few times, driving me mad. Letting go with a pop, he stood up and pulled me snugly against him so I could feel what I did to him. I ground against his erection, and he let out a moan.
Pulling back just a bit, Sully worked to control his breath, taking a deep inhale as he ran his fingers through my hair, then over my shoulders, to my back, over my breasts, to my thighs, to the waistband of my shorts, to my stomach. Reaching it, he rested them there as he whispered, “So, you’re open to relationships. Does this mean I can call you my girlfriend?”
There was a hitch in my breath before I placed my hands over his on my stomach. “Why does that feel like a big step and also a small one all at the same time?” I asked.
His smile was wide as I quickly ran my hand over the scruff at his jaw before pulling him down for a quick kiss. Pulling back, he said, “Possibly because you’re having our baby? But you are more than my baby mama, Maggie.”
“God, I hate that term,” I groaned, wrinkling my nose.
He leaned forward and kissed my nose as he whispered, “I love when you fucking do that.”
I looked up at him, then down. “Sully?”
He sucked in a breath. “Yeah, Mags?”
My fingers moved to his jeans. “You are wearing far too many clothes,” I said as I undid the button and slid down the zipper.
Laughing, he pulled me toward him, allowing my legs to wrap around his waist. “I bet we can fix that problem in my room.”
My heart was thudding, but I was leaped. I ran my fingers into his soft hair and looked into his eyes. “Well, then, what are you waiting for?”
Sully picked me up and moved through the house before kicking the door shut behind us to keep Ranger out. He laid me down on his bed and then stood, his eyes scanning my body from head to toe and back again. Watching his eyes heat up, I grinned. “I’d like to point out that I’m still in far less clothing than you,” I said as I dipped my thumb into my pajama shorts and ran it along the waistband. “Are you planning on changing that anytime soon?” I wondered how long I could tease him. Apparently, the answer was, not long.
“Fuck, Maggie,” he growled while tugging his T-shirt over his head and throwing it behind him. Kicking off his shoes, he made quick work of his jeans and boxer briefs. “You undo me,” he said as he lowered himself onto the bed and kissed his way up my legs to my belly.
My breath caught in my throat as my heart raced. I was doing this. We were doing this. I didn’t want to analyze anything too closely for fear that my brain would override my heart. This was Sully.My Sully. I still wasn’t sure if we’d be here without that broken condom, but I was letting that go for the moment. My future might be up in the air, but I was letting that go too. Right now I just wanted to feel. I wanted to give in to these feelings for this man that didn’t seem to go away. And an orgasm or two wouldn’t hurt either.
Sully gently kissed my lips, then pulled back and placed a hand on either side of my face. Lying on top of me with some of his weight distributed to his elbows and legs, he simply watched me. I felt treasured, priceless, locked in his gaze, but also like he was searching for something.
“What?” I asked.
“Trying to decide if you’re here with me or in some other conversation in your head right now.”
I smiled. “I’m here.”
“Now you are,” he replied with a smirk, leaning in to kiss the tip of my nose.
Holy hell, even that simple gesture made my body light up. “Smartass.” I raised my eyebrow at him, then nodded down my body. “Let’s get the show on the road.”
With a cocky grin, he kissed my jaw, dragging his stubbled chin across my skin. Goose bumps rose up across my body, and my breasts stood at attention. “You trying to tell me you want me to do anything specific, princess?”
My face heated while my core became increasingly aroused as he began to run his tongue down my neck, stopping every so often to nip and kiss his way down. “Screw off, Sully. You know exactly what I want.” I fought back laughter as he hit an extremely ticklish spot.
Sully paused when he reached my breasts, looking up at me before pressing a kiss into their swells, pausing, and doing the same thing again and again as he worked his way across. “Sure do, Maggie, but I’d also like to hear it directly from you.” He swirled his tongue around my nipple, sucking the peak into his mouth.
Gasping, I arched up, pushing more of myself into his mouth. There seemed to be a direct connection between my nipple and my clit, and a line of fire raced down. Damn, I’d never had anyone spend this kind of attention on me before Sully. “I, uh, right there.” My breathing was coming in pants. “More of that.”
Sully grinned as he continued to lavish attention on my breasts. Glancing up, he spoke between kisses. “Just this”—pause to tug on a nipple—“or should I keep going?”
I groaned. “Sully. Just keep kissing me.” I swear if I wasn’t so turned on by this man, I’d want to strangle him.
