Page 237 of Barinov

“Burgers are almost done, Dad took over,” I say in a rush, looking over at Savannah. Then I take a quick peek at my mom. “Hey, Mom. Nice blouse, glad you could make it. Savannah, looking lovely as always. Bella, baby. You’re coming with me.”

“Lex!” Bella gasps, laughing as I hurl her ass straight up off the outdoor couch.

“Darling, let the poor girl breathe,” Mom chuckles, shaking her head while lifting her martini glass to her ruby red lips.

Savannah just raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. She knows where this is going.

“Baby, I need you to come with me for a moment,” I growl, ignoring them both.

I keep my grip securely on her wrist and drag her past the glass French doors and into the quiet, air-conditioning of the main house. Her boot heels click-clack against the hardwood as I lead her down the hall, bypassing the main staircase, and head up the back steps.

“Lex, what are you doing?” she whispers, breathless and giggling as she tries to keep up. “We’re missing your party!”

“Don’t care,” I mutter, my blood roaring in my ears.

I reach the landing, grab the brass handle of the door at the end of the hall and push it open. I pull her inside, using my foot to kick the heavy wooden door shut behind us.

I press my back against the closed door, taking a second to look around. The room is deadly silent, smelling faintly of old cedar and ink. It’s Cade’s bedroom. The walls are a muted olive green. All the furniture is a dark, rustic brown. Old leather sketchbooks and framed landscape prints are still occupying the shelves.

Bella looks around. “Why are we in Cade’s old room?”

Stepping forward, I cup her jaw in my hand and slam my mouth down on hers. I kiss her hard, pouring all the tension, the relief, and the hunger of the last God knows how long into it. My tongue slides past her lips as my other hand grips her waist to pull her flush into my chest.

She groans against my mouth while her hands grip my shoulders. But after a few kisses, she gently pulls back. Her lips are wet and swollen as she looks up at me. A slow, wicked grin spreads across her face as her eyes drop to the undeniable ridge straining against the denim of my jeans.

“Oh,” she whispers. “I see what this is about.”

Bella sinks gracefully to her knees before I even have a damn breath to admire the look in those steel-gray eyes of hers.

My breath stutters, my hands immediately mapping the curve of her bare shoulders as she reaches for my belt. She pops the button, slides the zipper down with a slow zzzzt, and reaches inside my boxers.

Her warm fingers wrap around my cock and pull me free. She slowly begins to stroke and tease me. Her thumb slides over the crown and coaxes out a bead of precum, sending my hips twitching toward her. I let out a low moan as my eyes roll into my head.

Fuck. She’s barely even touching me and I’m already losing it.

Her grin spreads across her face as she looks up at me, watching the way my chest flutters. She stops her movement and rests her palm against the base of my dick.

Literally leaving me hanging.

“Now…” she murmurs, her voice dripping with a mock innocence. She tilts her head, eyeing my dick and looking back up to my face. “What exactly should I do with this?”

My jaw tightens so hard it hurts. “Bella,” I warn. “Now is not the time to play with me.”

She lets out a soft, delighted giggle as she tightens her fingers around me just enough to make me hiss. “I don’t know, baby. You did interrupt a very invigorating conversation about that charity dinner back there. Maybe I should just leave you like this as punishment.”

“If you don’t put that pretty mouth on me in the next three seconds,” I growl, my hand dropping back to cup the back of her head. “I’m going to pick you up and shove you on it myself.”

She laughs against my thigh. The warmth of her breath sending a violent shiver through my entire body. “Okay, okay,” she whispers.

Bella leans in. When she darts her tongue out to circle the head of my dick, I forget how to breathe for a second.

Or two.

Or three.

“Bella,” I choke out.

The wet, hot slide of her mouth as she wraps her cherry-red lips around me and slides all the way down sucks the breath right out of my lungs. I dig my fingers into her skin as my balls tighten.