Page 139 of Chasing the Storm


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“Don’t tease me,” I hiss as my hand fists her hair.

“Shh. Quiet, remember?” she says as she licks the tip and moans.

She rolls her tongue around the swollen head a few times before finally opening her mouth and taking me deep.

She keeps her fingers wrapped firmly around me as I pump my hips and glide in as far as I can go. She sucks as I thrust slowly in and out of her mouth.

My free hand caresses her jaw. “That’s it, baby. Fuck, you suck my cock so good,” I whisper.

She whimpers, and the sound vibrates around my flesh. I can feel my cock growing thicker as she pulls back and drags the edge of her teeth lightly down my length.

I growl low and deep as the speed of my thrusts increases.

“I’m going to come,” I warn.

She grips the back of my thigh with one hand as my release hits the back of her throat.

“That’s it. Swallow all of me, baby.”

She sits back on her heels. Her lips swollen with a hint of my seed gathering at the corner of her mouth.

Mine. The word roars loud and clear in my head.

This woman owns me.

“Coast is clear,” she whispers, glancing back at me from her bedroom door.

We tiptoe out into the hallway. I carry my boots in one hand, walking in my socks. Shelby leads the way down the stairs, carefully placing her feet on the edges, where the wood doesn’t creak.

We make it halfway down when she stops abruptly.

I almost run into her.

She turns to me, eyes wide. “Oh crap.”

I follow her gaze.

Evelyn is standing in the kitchen in her robe, already fully awake, pouring coffee into a mug.

While her back is still to us, we hurry down the last few steps.

Shelby shoves me gently toward the front door before bolting toward the kitchen. “Go. Now.”

I start to turn.

“Waylon?” Grandma calls out calmly. “You not joining us for breakfast?”

I freeze.

Every bone in my body knows better than to lie to that woman.

I turn slowly, like I’ve been caught stealing. “Um … I should get home.”

“Nonsense.” She sets her mug down and fixes me with a look. “Not until you’ve eaten. Sit down.”

I run a hand through my hair and glance at Shelby. She just shrugs helplessly.

Okay then.