Page 22 of Always Bayou


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He ran his hand down her arm, wrapped his hand around her wrist, and tugged her forward. He walked backward, leading her to the side of the house. It was more shadowed here, but they weren’t far from the back door. “More? So greedy. Do you know how many men couldn’t find a G-spot with a map and a flashlight? And who wouldn’t know what to do once they got there?”

“I just —”

His hands landed on her hips and he turned her before she could finish speaking.

“Hands up.”

His big body was right behind hers, his front against her back. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her lower back and she felt hot and achy. She put her hands up, palms flat on the bricks of the house without thinking.

“Good girl. Now don’t move them.”

“Beau—”

“Shhh.” His mouth was right next to her ear and goosebumps danced down her neck and over her shoulder tightening her nipples. “I’m here now. You’ve been waiting for me, right?”

“Yes,” she said, her voice breathless.

“And tonight’s a big night.”

She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded. Even though it was dark. She wanted him so much. Yes, she’d just been complaining about how he wouldn’t listen and do things her way but now that he was here, she wanted him to take over. Yes, she wanted him to followallthe way through, but she was so happy to let him lead the way every step. She loved him, she trusted him, and she couldn’t imagine anyone else making her feel like this. Ever.

“Good,” he said. His hand dropped to her left thigh. “But I think before anything else happens, I need to remind you that Ihavebeen taking care of you.” He started gathering her skirt up in one hand.

She’d worn the dress with boots, knowing how much he liked her in skirts. It was March and it wasn’t quite warm enough to wear dresses with thin straps like this one, so she’d had a jacket on top when she’d arrived at the party. It was somewhere inside.

She definitely didn’t need the jacket keeping her warm right now. Even as the night air rushed over her bare thighs and she shivered, it was definitely not from cold. Fire was licking through her limbs and everything was tingling.

“I don’t like hearing that you think I haven’t been taking care of you.” He moved his other hand to the strap on her right shoulder. She felt the tug on the bow that was holding the strap in place and then the material give as he untied it. He pulled the front of the dress away from her right breast. She wasn’t wearing a bra with the dress and her nipple immediately beaded.

“Beau, I—”

“No more talking. You said enough inside.”

His voice was gruff and firm and it sent a shaft of heat through her. Beau was always sweet, gentle, and romantic with her. Well, since they’d started officially dating, anyway. This was none of that. This was exciting. Hot. She sensed a frustration in him and an almost angry edge.

She wasn’t afraid of him. She could never be afraid of Beau. He wouldneverhurt her. But this was reminiscent of the growly guy she’d known before they started dating. She loved his sweet, romantic side too. Especially the fact that it only seemed to come out for her. But this gruffer, demanding side of him was appealing, and she didn’t feel bad if she’d poked him a little bit tonight.

In fact, suddenly, she wanted to know just how far she could push him.

She arched her back, pressing her ass against the front of his jeans.

That got a little growl from him.

The hand holding her skirt squeezed her thigh. “Oh, you think you know what you want, but I’m in charge here, Bec.”

Yeah, gruff and growly voice, but the short, affectionate form of her name, was a powerful combination.

She pressed again, but his fingers curled into her thigh. “No moving. Unless I tell you to.”

Oh yes, she liked this very much.

She waited for him to reach up and cup her breast, but he didn’t. He brushed his knuckles across her nipple, but that was all. She sucked in a quick breath. Then his hands were at her waist.

“Hold your skirt up,” he told her.

She didn’t respond right away.

He squeezed her waist. “Becca, hold your skirt out of my way.”

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