I dumped the bag of popcorn into a bowl and returned to the living room with it and two bottles of water, setting the works on the table in front of us before parking my ass right next to her. “What are we watching?”
“I was in the mood for action-adventure,” she said. “The Gentlemensounded good. You okay with that?”
“Haven’t seen it.” At her incredulous stare, I said, “Military service. I didn’t go out much.” The opening scenes showed Matthew McConaughey in a bar, and I gave her a sage nod. “Should have known this movie stars your boy Matthew.”
“It’s a Guy Ritchie film. You’re going to love it.” She batted her lashes at me, forcing me to give in and grin back at her.
With the popcorn bowl in my lap and my arm wrapped around my girl, I settled down into the cushions to watch the show. We were only to the part where McConaughey’s character was setting up his tunnels for storing his illicit drugs when the front door opened and Callahan and Jamaica walked in.
“You’re back early. Was the party a bust?” I asked as they walked over beside the couch.
“After the week we’ve had, we’re ready for an early night,” Callahan said. “Whatcha watching?”
“Taryn’s celebrity crush McConaughey,” I said at the same time asTaryn said, “TheGentlemen.”
Chuckling, Callahan said, “Got it.”
“We’re only about a third of the way in if you want to join us,” Taryn said. She’d paused the movie when the two of them showed up.
“Nah, thanks anyway. We’re headed up.” He slipped his arm around Jamaica’s waist and pressed a kiss to her temple. “Good night, you two.”
“Good night,” we said in unison.
“Nice to see you,” Jamaica said with a little wave before her boyfriend turned her toward the stairs.
It didn’t take a college degree to figure out how the two of them were celebrating our win this afternoon, which of course gave me ideas too. With the movie paused, I set the popcorn bowl on the table and held Taryn’s chin. Her gorgeous electric-blue eyes turned to liquid as I bent my head to hers. Capturing her lips, I forgot all about the movie. I slid my fingers into her hair and gave in to the need I’d had ever since I joined her and her family for dinner.
The hum in the back of her throat and her hand on my thigh gave me the green light to deepen the kiss—let her feel the longing I kept inside, waiting for her. Our tongues tagged and played together as she gave herself over to me. Nibbles and tiny bites ratcheted up my need, and then she was there, straddling my lap, her arms wrapped around my shoulders as she took over kissing me. She trailed kisses along my jaw to my ear. When she tugged on my earlobe with her teeth, my groans echoed around the room.
My hands on her hips, I guided her up and down my length as she toured the shell of my ear with her tongue, coming close to driving me out of my head. Then she whispered, “I dreamed of doing this with you, but I never believed it would happen. Each time you kiss me, it’s a small miracle.”
I gripped her ass and pulled her as tight to my body as the barrier of our clothes would allow. “I’m the lucky one, T. I never should have let that jackass bully me in high school. And I should have given you credit for making up your own mind when I went into the military.” I reached up and brushed a silky lock of dark brown hair from her face. “That stupidity nearly cost me this.”
For a second fear flashed in her eyes, but before I could ask, she cupped my face in her hands and said, “The past is in the rearview for a reason.” She mapped the contours of my face with her thumbs. “Now is what matters.”
The kiss started slow, easy, then she wrapped her arms around me again, pressing her luscious rack to my chest, and all I could do was feel. Those pillow-soft breasts pressed to me, her hot center slowly rubbing up and down my length, the perfect round globes of her ass filling my hands, and that mouth.Fuck. My girl kissed like it was her job, robbing me of thought, stealing all my air, and pleasuring me from the roots of my hair—which she kept tugging—to my knees where her ass landed on all the downstrokes.
Somewhere in all the kissing, my hands found their way underneath her sweater to explore the satin skin of her sides and her belly. When my thumbs grazed the undercurves of her tits, she moaned and increased her rhythm over me. Taking that as another green light, I pushed her sweater and her bra up, exposing her beauties to my eyes, then to my greedy lips.
I sucked one sweet bud deep inside my mouth, teasing it with my tongue, testing it with my teeth, then sucking hard. As she arched her back, silently asking for more, she plowed her fingers into my hair and held me to her. Kissing her was a revelation, but enjoying the perfect mouthfuls of her breasts was pure heaven.
Things had started to heat up enough for me to ask if she wanted to continue our fun in the privacy of my bedroom when the front door banged open. The sounds of my other two roommates staggering in from the party had Taryn yanking her clothes back over her body and scrambling off my lap. By the time Bax and Finn had kicked off their shoes at the front door and made it into the living room, T was smoothing her hair and pretending our evening had been nothing but innocent. Of course, if my roommates had eyes at all, they couldn’t help but notice Taryn’s kiss-swollen lips and the mess I’d made of her hair—and she of mine.
Luckily for my girl’s peace of mind, Bax and Finn were pretty much smashed, so their vision no doubt was suspect.
“Hey, Danny. You bailed on the party for popcorn and a movie?” Finn asked.
“Beats having to help you walk your sorry ass home.” I laughed.
“I walked Bax,” Finn said as he tripped on the carpet, windmilling his arms to remain upright.
“Sure, you did.” I shot T an amused glance and was happy to see her a touch more relaxed.
Bax was leaning against the wall at the bottom of the stairs, a dopey grin on his face.
“You gonna be able to climb those stairs without falling and breaking your neck?” I asked.
“Probably not.” He sort of nodded in the direction of the couch. “Maybe you could let me have that.”
