Page 35 of His for the Holiday

As soon as his tongue flicked over my clit, I was done for, grabbing a pillow and shoving it over my mouth to muffle my screams. The pleasure was exquisite and intense. My entire body vibrated with it when I finally came up for air.

I reached for him blindly, undoing his belt and then getting him out of his pants and underwear as fast as I could. While I focused on getting him naked, he grabbed his wallet out of his pocket just before he kicked away his jeans and then he was on his knees between my legs, quickly covering himself with the protection. Those piercing eyes held mine like I was the only person on the whole planet.

I stole a glance at his cock just before he lowered himself down on top of me, and he let out a dark chuckle, stroking my sweaty hair off my forehead before he kissed me again. “You can look as much as you want. Later. Right now, I just want you to feel.”

I dropped my chin in agreement. I couldn’t wait to get a closer look at him, but Hawk always had been gorgeous everywhere. His dick was no exception. Proud and completely erect, it still curved in an almost elegant way to his belly button, his head just as broad and shiny as it’d always been.

Not that it would’ve changed, I suppose.

Just as the thought slipped through my mind, he thrust into me and my brain broke. My fingers curled around his as he took my hands and looked into my eyes, working himself into me for the first time ever. The sensations were incredible. The way he touched me everywhere all at once was the most amazing thing I’d ever felt.

We spent the whole night tangled in each other, and by the time the sun was coming up outside, Hawk finally collapsed beside me, his brow dotted with sweat and his full lips red and swollen from all our kisses.

He let out a breathless chuckle as his hand dropped to the chiseled blocks on his stomach. “I should probably sneak out, huh? Assuming I can get my legs to work.”

“Yep.” I swiped my tongue across my dry lips as I tried to catch my breath. My body was still slightly twitchy from all the orgasms, my mind still scattered as I stared into those vibrant blues. “Shower first?”

His lips curled into a ridiculously sexy smirk. “That’s a bad idea, Sutt. We’re definitely getting caught if we do that.”

My nose wrinkled. “Right. I forgot. Okay, let me help you.”

Together, we sat up, still breathing hard. He tracked down his clothes and I rummaged around for some pajamas. Once we’d put ourselves back together as best we could, he gave me another hard, searing kiss. Then I opened the front door, checking that the coast was clear before I glanced back at him.

“Okay, we’re good. Get that fine ass moving.”

He winked as he passed me, looking like he wanted to say something, but he skipped down the stairs and jogged up the road to his house instead. For just a second, I allowed myself to stare after him, an incredulous smile on my lips. I’d just had the best sex of my life with none other than Hawk Brunson.

I shook my head, chuckling as I headed to grab a shower. Racing through it, I got dressed and ready to pretend that I hadn’t just spent the night getting off with my former best friend. I couldn’t quite wipe the smile off my face, though.

Ultimately, I knew spending the night with him was going to come back to bite me, but I just didn’t care. As I walked into the main house, my mom glanced at me from where she stood behind the stove in their open concept, family style kitchen.

“You should’ve invited Hawk for breakfast,” she said lightly.

Mortified, I slammed to a stop and looked around, hoping like hell that Winnie and my father were still asleep. Mom chuckled. “They’re not awake yet, honey. Don’t worry.”

“Please don’t tell Dad,” I rushed out, but my mom just smirked and poured me some coffee. Motioning for me to take a seat at the counter, she went back to the bacon sizzling in the pan.

I had no idea how she’d known he’d spent the night or exactly how much she knew, but thankfully, she didn’t bring it up again, simply launching into telling me stories about their night with Winnie. There was a twinkle in her eyes that told me she knew a lot more than she was letting on though. I just wasn’t sure I wanted to know what she thought she knew just yet.

Something told me I would die of embarrassment if I found out.