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“Seems like it,” he answers. “Good skill to have around this place. Now, sit. I almost have the biscuits done.”
I don’t like the idea of being far from him, so I hop up on the counter. It takes a moment to get my balance. I’m not dainty. “Come here.”
When he steps between my knees, I press my lips to his. He strokes his tongue along mine in slow, sensual glides, and I can taste the peppermint creamer that he puts in his coffee.
We’re both panting when he finally pulls away. He rests his forehead against mine. “You promised you wouldn’t steal my virtue.”
I reach for his t-shirt, tugging it free from his blue jeans. “That was last night. Besides, I’m feeling so much better this morning.”
He puts his hands over mine when I try for the button on his pants. “No, Evie.”
I instantly still. I don’t understand. He spent last night wrapped around me, and I felt how hard he was. Even now after our kiss, there’s a noticeable bulge between his legs. He wants this as much as I do. “What’s wrong?”
He cups my mound. “I already have this.” He puts his other hand on my chest, right over my heart. “What I want is this.”
Chapter9
Greer
Evie looks fuckable, sitting on my kitchen counter with her kiss-swollen lips. My hand is cradled in the apex of her thighs. I can feel her feminine heat, and it’s everything I can do not to sink to my knees and eat her out right here.
But I’m playing the long game. It’s what I try to remind my cock which hasn’t stood down since the moment I first saw Evie.
She’s getting closer to trusting me, but she’s not fully there yet. I don’t just want her body. I want her heart. I want her to trust me to heal all of those broken places, to know I’m her port in the storm. The one person she can always count on.
She swallows hard and looks away. The intensity of what she feels for me scares her, but I can go slow. For Evie’s heart, I’d do anything.
Reluctantly, I pull my hands from her body. “Let’s have breakfast.”
I plate the food and set it on the table. She tries to sit in her seat, but I drag her into my lap. It’s sweet torture, feeling her heat through my jeans. Her pussy is so close I’m leaking into my briefs.
She tries to move away. “What are you doing?”
I tighten my hold on her. “Enjoying a meal with my girl.”
She wiggles on my lap, eliciting a groan from me. I like the feeling of those round globes grinding down on my hardness.
“Stop it,” I growl.
She gives me a cheeky grin. “Stop what?”
I hold out a forkful of eggs. She opens her mouth obediently, and I imagine her down on her knees, opening those plump lips to take my thick cock.Not yet.
“Tonight is the county fair. I want to take you as my date. The boys too if they want to go.” I like Chase and Parker. Seeing the two of them reminds me of what it was like to grow up. Kids have no control over their world, and it’s frightening to depend on adults who may not have your best interests at heart.
She beams up at me. “I’d love to go.”
* * *
“Are you going to keep humming like that?” Barrett asks Zac, interrupting my thoughts about my girl. They’re my younger two brothers. He knows that when Zac is humming, he’s working on a melody. He’s been that way since we were kids.
Zac pulls his phone away from his mouth long enough to glare at Barrett. He’s a famous music star. He always scowls when we call him that and insists he’s just a songwriter. Doesn’t stop us from teasing him. “If you’d let me capture it—”
“Then you can make another million dollars with your next hit song. How about this, pretty boy? How about you do some actual work around this farm?” Barrett punctuates the statement by gesturing to the posts we’re setting up. He’s not actually busting Zac’s balls. We’re proud of our baby brother. He’s made a name for himself as one of country’s rising stars. That doesn’t mean we won’t give him shit about it though.
“When y’all get done arguing, the real men could use some help,” I grunt at them as Noah unrolls more barbed wire. People think being a cowboy is riding horses all day. Nope, it’s this. Standing in the hot sun and putting up fences. Endless damn fences while your idiot brothers argue.
The younger two ignore me and go right back to bickering. It’s been that way since we were kids.
