“Good.” She pulls back, eyes dancing with mischief. “There’s too much tension between us. It just finally reached its boiling point.”
“What do you suggest we do with all thistension?” I slip my hand to her ass and give it a hard squeeze.
“We need to get rid of it.”
My heart skips a beat. When she walked in with that bouquet after I’d waited hours for her to come home, I went feral. I lost all sense of right and wrong. Now, I’m acting on pure emotion.
Do I want her? It’s not even a question. But the consequences could be severe. I’m still dealing with grief and guilt. I’d hate myself if I hurt her, and I worry I’m a ticking time bomb. It’s only a matter of time before I detonate. Piper would never forgive me for hurting her sister. Fuck, no one in my family would forgive me for that.
“Ry…”
She traces her fingers down my throat, following the design of the tattoo there. She continues the path, drawing lines over my ink. Eyes half closed, I dig my fingers deeper into her ass. The remnants of my restraint are disappearing.
“Just once,” she whispers.
She likes you, my inner voice reminds me.She’s liked you for years.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I tell her quietly.
She pops up onto her toes, and soon, our lips are an inch apart. “I won’t let you. Just once, Hayden.” She kisses me, her lips soft, her hands roaming my body, setting my skin on fucking fire. I’m weak when it comes to her…so fucking weak.
“Just once,” I mutter.
With a step back, I snag her hand. Fingers twined, I lead her to my bedroom. If we’re doing this, we’re doing it fucking right.
By the time we stumble into my room, our lips are glued together. She smells so damn sweet, like caramel. I bury a hand in her long hairand gently rake my fingers through it. Everything about her is soft. I can’t get enough of her.
I back her against the wall and break our kiss, drinking her in. Her blue eyes glimmer, her chest rising and falling rapidly. I’m dying to taste her.
Decision made, I drop to my knees and slide my hands up her skirt until I find the elastic band of her panties. Slowly, I drag them down her thighs, heaving in breaths, willing my heart to slow.
Her panties are lacy and blue. Of course they are.
Blue is quickly becoming my favorite color.
“Spread your legs,” I tell her.
Back pressed to the wall, she obeys. She pulls up her skirt, baring herself to me. I inhale deeply, my mind going hazy at the view. Already, she’s glistening, wet for me.Fuck me.
I’m a goner.
I drag my tongue in a circle around her clit, moving slowly, testing to see what she likes. She bucks her hips, and a loud moan slips from her. I lick and suck, alternating between gentle and hard. She tastes so fucking sweet.
With her fingers in my hair, she moves her hips in time with the movements of my tongue. Moans as sweet as she tastes fill my room. I lap at her clit, relishing the way her arousal coats my face.
“You taste so fucking good, Ry baby…”
As I continue caressing her clit with my tongue, I slip one finger inside her. In and out, I stretch her little by little. I add another finger and then a third one. When I’m knuckles deep, I pump faster. Lips and tongue on her clit, fingers deep inside her, I drive her closer to her release.
“Please don’t stop,” she begs, tugging on my hair. “Please, Hade, don’t fucking stop…”
I suck her clit hard into my mouth and curl my fingers inside her, and her grip on my hair gets tighter. When she lets out a long, low moan, I know she’s close. I double my efforts, seeking her sweetest spot. Her insides clench around my fingers, and then she’s coming, legs shaking, incoherent words leaving her mouth. She holds mewhere she needs me the most, and I’m happy to oblige, licking at her until she sags against the wall.
Eventually, she lets go of my hair. Only then do I stand and cup her cheeks. With a weak smile, she grasps the back of my head and pulls me to her for a kiss. It’s slow at first, but it quickly heats up, sending electric sparks through my veins.
“I want you,” she whispers against my lips.
I grab her ass and pick her up, depositing her on the bed.
