Mid-terms at ten o’clock at night? She was missing something.
“Yeah, how cool is it that we have them at the same time.”
“Real fucking cool, Hold.” Cord’s voice was laced in sarcasm as he rolled his eyes.
“Wait.” Roxanne watched them walk to the car and spin around. “If you have midterms, shouldn’t you be studying?”
“Yeah, but not without snacks,” Holden said.
She pointed to the house. “You don’t have snacks at home?”
The brothers shared a look, amused by her question.
“Not tacos. But don’t worry,Mom. We cleared it withDad,and he said it’s okay.” Cord shook his head.
Roxanne narrowed her gaze and slowly drew up her hand and lifted her middle finger. Holden burst out laughing as he got in the passenger seat, and she noticed a small smile from Cord. Questioning the boys, who by all accounts were adults, not to mention not her responsibility, came off a little parental. Though, neither one seemed to mind. They found it entertaining, giving her the same reaction she’d given her own father plenty of times since she became an adult.
They started to reverse, and Cord rolled down his window.
“The door’s unlocked and Jonah’s upstairs.” Cord smirked. “We’ll only be gone thirty minutes, so use your time wisely.”
That little shit!Before she could give him a scathing remark, his window was up and he was halfway down the driveway.
Roxanne walked inside, hooking her pocketbook on the back of the kitchen chair and taking off her jacket. Aside from the small lamp in the corner of the living room, it was dark throughout the house. She grasped the banister and made her way upstairs.
She walked to the end of the hall, passing the boys' rooms. Their doors were open, the lights were on and computers set up at their desks. It was an obvious sign they hadn’t been bullshitting about the exams. She walked to the end of the hall and stopped in the doorway of Jonah’s room. He was at his dresser with his back to her, dressed in only a towel.
Perfect timing.
Just seeing him gave her an adrenaline rush. Her gaze traveled over his shoulders and down his back. His muscles were defined and pronounced. It was strange. Since they’d beentogether, he'd never mentioned working out or going to the gym. Whatever he was doing?It’s working.
“Surprise!”
Jonah didn’t flinch, and he slowly turned. “No, it’s not. I heard you coming up the stairs.”
She sauntered into the room, eyeing his bed. “Well, you can’t deny it’s perfect timing. According to your brothers, they’ll be back in thirty minutes.”
Jonah’s gaze darkened, watching her as she lifted her dress off and tossed it across the room. “Can you make that work?”
“Yeah,” he growled and stalked forward, grabbing her waist and pulling her against his chest.
She wrapped her hands around his shoulders, his skin still moist from his shower. She would retract her statement about perfect timing. It hadn’t been. She would’ve loved to have shown up while he was still in the shower and joined him under the hot water. She made a mental note for the future.
His warm breath filtered past her lips as he stroked her tongue. The man could kiss. Roxanne was almost addicted. His hand spread over her back, and within seconds, the straps of her bra fell down her arms, and she wiggled out of it. Jonah wasn’t wasting any time.
“I missed you,” he whispered against her lips, sending a tremble over her skin.
The feeling was mutual. It was on the tip of her tongue to remind him that going two days without seeing each other was his idea, not hers. But they were pressed for time. She’d save it for later.
Roxanne slid her hands down his chest, unraveling the cotton towel from his waist, dropping it onto the floor. She caressed her palm over his cock, getting the reaction she wanted. Jonah drove his hand into her hair, tugging sharply and released a guttural groan. Time was of the essence, but that didn’tmean she couldn’t tease. She wrapped her hand over his length, stroking slowly.
His chest rumbled, vibrating against her bare breasts. His hand lay flat on her stomach, slowly dipping under her panties. Roxanne deepened the kiss, lowering her free hand to his ass. This man’s body was a work of art and utter perfection.
She gasped against his mouth when he slid his finger inside her while his thumb strummed her clit. She dropped her face to his chest, gasping for breath. Her nails dug into his ass without an ounce of control. Her body was a live wire about to combust.
“Fuck me,” she whispered.
His hand slipped from her pussy, and she moaned. Jonah looped his arm around her waist, lifting her until they reached the edge of the bed, and lowered her down. His body came over hers, and he stretched out his arm, reaching for his nightstand drawer. Condoms. They’d been careful, using one every time. Though there were a few times they’d become lost in the moment and it’d come close. All credit went to Jonah for stopping before he went raw. Roxanne had been on birth control for years, but they hadn’t had a formal conversation yet. It seemed they were both on the same page. Kids were great, but not now.
