Page 48 of Tell Me Something

Looking through some of the apps, I realized I had FaceTime and emailed my Aunt Jeanine, or Aunt J, as I called her. Now that we both had iPads, we’d be able to use FaceTime instead of doing our traditional Saturday phone chat tomorrow. It would be nice to see my only living family member face to face for a change.

It was tempting to go straight to bed, but I glanced at the suitcases I’d had shipped from San Francisco. They wouldn’t unpack themselves. At the very least, I needed to take out my mom’s coats and dresses which had trekked across the country.

THE NEXT MORNING I felt quite accomplished, having gotten a run, laundry, and a manicure out of the way, all before ten o’clock. Later that evening as I was finishing up my FaceTime call with my aunt and uncle, Josh knocked.

His brow arched at my fancy black-and-white ball gown and flute of champagne. “Uh, what’s the occasion?”

I was momentarily confused until he pointed to my dress, and then giggled. “Right. Sorry, I’ve had a few glasses of champagne. It’s my mom’s birthday today, and since she loved fancy ball gowns, and I was FaceTiming my aunt—”

His phone rang, and he winced. “Shit, hold on.” Taking it, he said tersely, “Yes.” He stepped back out to the hall to have the conversation, shutting my door and the ability to hear anything he was saying.

Once I’d undressed carefully, I hung my dress back up in the closet. Slipping on a large T-shirt and nothing else, I puttered around. I was about to give up on him when a soft knock came at the door.

He didn’t wait for me to answer this time but simply stepped inside. “I came by to tell you we need to leave earlier than planned tomorrow for Charlotte. I’d like to have the car pick us up by noon instead of two o’clock.”

I wanted to point out that he could’ve sent me an email, but calling him out for his excuse to see me seemed counterproductive.

“Okay, I’ll call Maria and the car service.”

“Another oversized T-shirt for bed?” he teased.

Already on hold with the phone to my ear, I lifted my shirt up slightly, revealing there was nothing on underneath. I got the satisfaction I was after with his intake of breath. “Not so unsexy now, is it?”

Giving me a wicked smile, he lifted me onto the countertop and inched my shirt up to my waist. “Sexiest shirt ever,” he muttered, diving toward my center.

Maria came back on the line while I tried unsuccessfully to keep him from attaining his goal. “Uh-huh, no. That’s great, Maria. You’re the best. I— Oh, sorry, I stubbed my toe.”

His lips trailed kisses down the insides of my thighs.

“Got it. Let me call the car service for the airport pickup.” I hung up, and he grinned. “You’re naughty. I’m trying to get something done for my boss and—” My breath hissed when his finger dipped into my entrance.

“You were the one with no panties. Matter of fact, I think that you should go without them every night from now on.” He suckled my hypersensitive nub with his mouth.

I was about combust on the countertop. “Hmm, I’ll take that under advisement. Now, I have another call to make. Are you going to behave?”

He looked up at me with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

I couldn’t help laughing. “Give me five minutes.” I dialed the car company and gritted my teeth as he slipped his finger back inside of me. “Yes, we have a pickup that I need to change to noon tomorrow. For Joshua Singer.” Oh, Lord, he was moving his finger, and now there were two. “Yes, yes, sounds good. Thank you.” The last word was on a squeak as I disconnected and let him take me over the edge, shamelessly right there on my countertop.

“Come here.” He lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around him. Once we were settled like that, he moved me toward the bed and set me down on the edge of it. There, he slipped my shirt over my head and ran his hands down my entire length.

After stripping him of his polo shirt, I made quick work of his belt and zipper and pulled his erection free. “Ahhh…” I closed both hands around him and enjoyed it when he threw his head back in pleasure.

He stepped away from my reach and kicked off his pants and boxers. He grinned at himself in his white socks. “Sorry, but there’s no way I can do this with just these on.”

Laughing at the picture he made, I helped him lose the socks before he followed me down onto the bed.

He kissed me deeply while my hands reached between us and found his arousal again. “I can’t seem to get enough of you, Haylee.”

His honey voice saying my name had me shivering. I gasped when his fingers parted me and he spread my wetness lower. “Easy now, not tonight. We need to break you in slowly.” He slipped a finger in a place I never dreamed I’d find pleasure. In and out, spreading my liquid desire back further as his eyes locked on mine. “Tell me you want it here.”

“I—”

He must’ve sensed my embarrassment. “It’s only us, and you just have to ask yourself if it feels good. It’s okay to tell me. I want to have you everywhere, but only if you like it.”

Nodding, I swallowed hard. “I like it.”

He flipped me so that I was now on top of him and lowered me onto his burgeoning erection. “You feel so tight, so unbelievably wet. Ride me, gorgeous.”