His wicked grin was the only warning I got before he slammed his full, thick length inside me.
A long rasp of air released from me, and normally I’d have needed a few seconds to adjust to his size, but Brodie didn’t give me any time at all as he pulled all the way out and thrust deeply again, over and over, his mouth meeting mine as he kissed me with the same fervor that he’d eaten my pussy.
“I’ve been waiting so long for this,” he repeated between kisses, “I’m not going to last long. For the first time.”
An orgasm was racing up my spine as he spoke, so it wasn’t going to be any issue for me.
“Wait?” I gasped. “First time?”
He moved harder and faster, his movement less smooth as he lost control. “Oh yeah, baby girl. This is only the beginning. I hope you weren’t expecting to sleep.”
He swallowed my scream in a kiss as my entire body shook, and I found my third release since we’d entered the room.Hot damn.Brodie Keller could fuck like no one’s business, and as he left me gasping and sated, I couldn’t even find it in myself to care where all his experience came from.
His cock thickened inside me as he groaned. “Evie babe.” He jerked harder inside me before slowing each thrust, drawing out both of our pleasure as the final tremors rocked through me.
My breaths were ragged as he collapsed against me, only his forearms on either side of me keeping his full weight from crushing me. Not that I’d have cared in my current sated state. I wasn’t sure I’d ever feel my legs again after coming that hard three times in a row.
Brodie’s harsh breaths joined with mine, until eventually he lifted his head and stared right into my soul. “I think I’m falling in love with you, Evelyn. Like…almost fucking certain.”
Oh, shit. Before I could process those words and somehow form a response, he leaned down and kissed me again. This time it was slower, our bodies still locked together, as his tongue gently caressed mine.
Flutters in my core started to emerge as he moved against me, and I wondered if he’d just remained hard even after he came. Brodie fucked me much slower the second time, and when I orgasmed, it was deeper than it had been before. Stronger. Filled with more emotions that I had no idea what to do with.
It wasn’t that I had no feelings for him. I had many,manyfeelings for this guy, but it was also complicated. “You don’t have to overthink it,” he whispered to me after we both shattered again. “There are no rules or timeframe for this. We just do what feels right for as long as it feels right.”
Staring up into the intensity of his gaze, I decided that I’d take his advice and, for once, not overthink it. Brodie hadn’t asked me to marry him or for a monogamous relationship. He knew about Ethan and that complicated situation, and he was cool to keep exploring our attraction. Which worked for me. “Okay, let’s just take it day by day,” I whispered, and then desperate for more of him, I placed one of my knees flat and used the other to nudge him over so I was on top. “My turn to fuck you now, movie star.”
He threw his arms back and smiled the biggest shit-eating grin. “You say the sweetest stuff, Evie babe.” Whatever else he was about to say was jumbled into groans as I sank down onto his once-again-hard length, and I forgot everything including my name as I started to ride him.
The rest of our time in the hotel was spent fucking in every position we could find. At one point, after I collapsed inexhaustion on Brodie’s chest, he started to trace the still-red and angry scar on my back, and I didn’t feel an urge to move away. I was done hiding my scars, trauma, and secrets from those I cared about. This was who I was now, and Brodie seemed to be okay with it.
“I almost lost you that day,” he whispered, and in my fatigued state, I couldn’t quite figure out what he meant.
“I’m right here,” I murmured sleepily, reassuring him as he’d done for me in the theatre. “Always here with you.” He pressed kisses to my skin until we were once again busy.
When his security knocked to let us know the accident had cleared and we were good to go, we grabbed a quick shower together, too spent to do more than prop ourselves against the wall, while attempting to use the cheap hotel soap bars to wash off our hours of screwing. “I think I need a drip to replenish my bodily fluids,” Brodie groaned. “If it wasn’t for me eating your puss–”
I slapped his chest, snorting out laughter. “Stop it. You’re perfectly fine. You only came six times.”
I had to add another ten to mine, which was an absolute record that I hoped we’d beat the next time we had this opportunity.
When we were dressed in our clothes from last night, Brodie led me toward the SUV. “What are you going to do about Ethan?” he asked as we got into the back. “He rang a dozen times last night.”
I hadn’t even checked my phone, and when I pulled it from my little clutch, it was completely dead. Shit. He wasn’t going to be happy.
“Did you tell him what happened with the accident?”
Brodie nodded, settling back in with his arm over my shoulders so I could rest against his chest. “Yep, but he’s still pissed off. I just want to prepare you for what you might walk in on.”
Burying my face against his chest, I debated suggesting we just head back to our crappy little motel for a few more days. “Andrew too?” I guessed.
There was a snort of laughter that told me everything. Our bubble was burst, and I was about to walk into the line of fire.
32
EVELYN
As predicted, Andrew lost his shit. Like, actually seemed like he was about to blow a gasket or something. Ethan had started to lecture about how irresponsible it was—mostly aimed at Brodie rather than me—but a sharp elbow from Connor shut him up. Which was weird.
