“Avery’s drop-dead gorgeous. How could you think being with her is settling?”
If he thought that about Avery he wouldneverconsider me. Her breasts were perkier. Her waist smaller. Her smile a little brighter.
Sawyer scooted closer, closing the distance between us in the tub.
“Tell me something, Rissy. Haveyouever thought about settling down? Having some kids?”
My heart stopped beating in my chest as I took in the serious expression on his face. Where wasthatquestion coming from?
If I didn’t know any better, I’d think Sawyer was actually looking at me like I was awomantonight, and not just Matt’s little sister. Maybe for the first time in our lives.
“Kids?” My voice croaked out, sounding like a rusted door swinging open for the first time in a decade. “All I think about is starting a family. But I need to find my man first.”
His brow furrowed at that. “And you still haven’t found him?”
Could I tell him thathewas my man? That no one else had ever come close to comparing to him.
“I-I…” Words failed me.
The cake plate clattered off the edge of the hot tub, hitting the snow-covered deck as he slid closer to me, close enough that I could see the pulse beating in his neck.
He sighed and lifted a hand out of the water, resting it against my cheek.
“What about me, Rissy? Maybewecould start a family together. Have you ever thought about me like that?”
If this was the kind of line he used to get into a woman’s bathing suit, let me tell you ladies, it wasworking.
The manwantedme.
I didn’t know if this was just a hookup like Avery had been, but it didn’t matter. If Sawyer Reed wanted me, I’d give him everything I had.
“Okay.” My single, breathless word hung in the frosty air for half a heartbeat. Then I blurted out the bravest thing I’d ever said in my life. “Can we start tonight?”
He sat stock-still for a second, the emotion flitting across his face a mystery, before springing into action.
Sawyer rumbled, “Matt’s going to kill me,” as his hands slipped around my waist and his lips found mine.
That’s when every fantasy I’d ever had about him evaporated. The reality of Sawyer wassomuch better.
He tasted like raspberries and chocolate, and I felt myself disappearing completely, transported to another realm of existence. One where Sawyer Reed not only knew I existed, butwantedme. Reallywantedme.
I kissed him back, my hands flying up to tangle in his wet hair. Then I widened my knees, making room for him, letting him know in no uncertain terms that I wanted to welcome him straight into my pussy.
And when his body settled into the space I’d made, I hooked my legs around his hips, trapping him close.
He groaned. “Matt’s going to murder me for this.”
“Forget about my brother long enough to do this to me, Sawyer. You’re not allowed to stop now.” Every late-night fantasy I’d ever had was coming to life, and I didn’t want to give the man any time to second-guess himself.
A low, guttural groan escaped his lips as he pulsed himself towards me. Something hard and hungry pressed against my bikini bottoms.Him.
I rocked my hips up in a shameless, seeking grind.
The friction was immediate and electric. And two seconds later we were grinding against each other like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Fuck, Rissy,” he growled against my lips, his voice ragged. “You feel that? You feel how fucking hard I am for you?”
I could only nod, my mind emptying of everything but the warmth of his skin and the relentless pressure where our bodies met. We moved together in a frantic rhythm.
