"You need to have some patience," he said, kissing my neck. His hand slid up my thigh under the super-short skirt. He unlaced my black top, letting my breasts spill out of the too-tight fabric.
"Perfect," he murmured.
"Fuck me," I gasped as he kissed down the swell of my breasts.
He pulled one out of the lacy push-up bra and sucked it, rolling the nipple in his mouth until it was hard. The sensation went straight to my pussy, making me aching and wet. Garrett's mouth went back up to mine and kissed me hard while he stroked me through the tights and my panties.
"I need you," I whimpered against his mouth. He picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around him, cupping his strong jaw as our tongues tangled together.
He set me on the bed. My skirt was hiked up, and my tits were out, rising and falling as I breathed hard, half reclining on the edge of the bed. Garrett bent over me to kiss and nip my tits. His hand was back between my legs. I was splayed out, ready for him.
"I hope you don't like these tights," he whispered, "because I’m going to rip them."
The thin hatch pattern of the fishnets stretched then gave way. His fingers pushed through, moving the thong panties to the side so he could stroke my pussy. His fingers dipped into my opening, and he crooked them, making me whimper.
He stroked me with his fingers, rubbing and teasing my clit. Then he knelt in front of me, his breath hot against my pussy. I clutched at his head as he licked and sucked my clit while his fingers played in my opening. I was glad the music was loud so no one could hear my moans as he licked me.
He sucked and teased my clit with his tongue. I bucked against him, and he reached up, pinching and teasing my nipple as he stroked me. I could feel I was close as he continued to stroke me. My head was tipped back on the bed, and I moaned and panted as he brought me over the edge.
I lay sprawled on the bed, panting. Garrett, shirtless above me, looked like a mythical god. I reached out to run a hand down his chest then undid the leather kilt, letting it fall to the floor. He hissed as I slipped a hand into his boxer briefs. He was hard when I pulled his cock out. Garrett ran the tip along my tits then pushed me back onto the bed. I bit my lip, stifling a moan as he teased my clit with his cock.
I was settling in for an otherworldly experience when we heard someone yell out during a pause in the music, "Garrett? Garrett? Has anyone seen him?"
48
Garrett
"Sorry!" Adrian said. "Mace wanted to know where you went." I stood outside the door while Penny hastily rearranged her outfit.
"Why does Mace even care?" I snapped. I swore I was going to lock my brothers in the bunker Remy had built.
"He said we're supposed to be entertaining Sebastian."
When Penny came out, she looked sexily disheveled.
"We should probably go back to the party," she said, cheeks flushed. "Or I can… you know… if that leather kilt is too tight."
"I’m perfectly capable of waiting," I said, guiding her back up to the ballroom. "I want to take my time."
"I'm glad we came back up," Penny said, elbowing me in the side. "Otherwise we would have missedthat."
Hunter and Meg werealmostdancing together. I rubbed my hands together. My plan was working.
Penny and I danced some more and made small talk with my employees. It was a little after one a.m. when people left. Penny shooed everyone who was left into the backyard where we sat around a firepit the twins had crafted.
At least Sebastian seemed pleased with the party. He was sprawled out on a wooden lounge chair.
"It's great how everyone just hangs out and seems to know each other," he was saying to Olivia and Hazel when Penny and I walked up. Penny had a fresh array of snacks and drinks to serve.
Sebastian's eyes narrowed slightly as I wordlessly offered him the tray of spiked apple cider. "Though, this town seems a little too perfect. You don't have some sort of annual deadly game of hide-and-seek or anything, do you?"
"Oh yeah," I deadpanned, "we totally just keep all the weirdos locked up while you're here."
"Honestly," Olivia said, "we sort of do. I've had to run interference to keep my grandmother from stalking you."
"Ida?"
"Yes."
