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I feel her smile against my chest as my hand lingers on the sweet curve of her bare ass. I can’t help but gently squeeze it as she groans and lifts her head off my chest before climbing up my body and straddling my waist. She gazes down at me as I claim her thighs, and I can’t help but notice the small flash of regret in her eyes. “I suppose I should probably go to the spare room.”
I simply stare at her. “Baby, you’re not going anywhere. You’re sleeping here with me,” I tell her. “But I hope you don’t think you’re finished for the night because I can feel my cum leaking out of you, and now that you’re straddled over me, I can’t wait to watch you ride me.”
A grin pulls at her lips. “Oh yeah?”
I nod. “Take the fucking reins, Birdy. Show me what a good little whore you are and ride me.”
Her gaze darkens, and as she adjusts herself over me, I find I can’t take my eyes off her. “Have it your way. But just so you know, if I’m the one running the show, then you’ll come when I say you come, and not a second before. Got it?”
Well fuck.
I take her hips and grind against her sweet pussy. “Give me your worst.”
30
ASPEN
As I walk through the front door of my parents’ home, my arms threaten to fall off from the heavy bags of groceries hanging from them. I don’t know why I suggested that I could cook for everyone. I can’t even cook. But when Austin called to say he had exciting news about the restaurant, the words just seemed to stumble right out of my mouth.
Either way, I’m in charge of our meal today, and I’m taking my job very seriously. Even if they don’t like it, they better put fucking smiles on their faces and tell me how damn good it is.
Not having enough hands to close the door behind me, I have no choice but to give it a shove with my ass, and the second the thud of the door echoes through the house, I almost crumble. “Helllllpppppp,” I groan, barely able to put one foot in front of the other.
A laugh cuts through the foyer, and my gaze snaps up to find Izaac leaning against the railing of the stairs. “You couldn’t have gone for a second trip?”
My gaze shoots left and right in a panic, my heart racing. “What the hell are you doing here?” I say under my breath as he pushes off the railing and strides toward me. He gingerly takes the bags out of my hands, leaving me with nothing but the bottle of wine, and I hold on to it tightly, realizing just how much I might need it.
“You think Austin was going to have some big announcement and not invite me?”
Shit. He has a good point.
He leans in and presses a kiss to my cheek, just as he would have always done in this situation, only this time, he lets his lips linger, and my heart begins to race. It’s only been a few days since that unfortunate walk home from Joe’s Bar, the gas station, the kiss of all kisses, and of course, his bed.
If I had it my way, I never would have left the safety of that bed. The warmth. The happiness. The six incredible orgasms I had between that life-changing kiss and the moment I was forced to roll out of bed and get my ass back to my apartment for my midday lecture. I don’t even think we came up for air, but it was everything.
Hearing footsteps in the hallway, Izaac pulls away from me and makes his way deeper into my family home, hopefully toward the kitchen with all of my groceries, and as I watch him go, I start to really panic. How the hell am I supposed to hide this from my family? It’s one thing sneaking around with Izaac when we both have our own homes, but to be in the same room, surrounded by my family? Shit. I don’t know if I’m capable of keeping the love-struck joy off my face.
“Ugh,” Austin says, striding past Izaac as he walks his way toward me. “Who invited you?”
“You did, asshole,” I say as he rolls his eyes and awkwardly pulls me into the first, and hopefully last, weird side hug. Only he makes it worse when he drops a kiss to my cheek.
“You know I love you, right?”
I shove him away from me, gaping at him. He must be sick. Maybe he caught something while he was out of town. “What the hell has gotten into you?” I say, wiping his kiss off my face as though it could somehow poison me.
“Can’t a brother just show a little affection toward his baby sister?”
“No,” I scoff. “You’re being weird. You’d sooner fart on me than show me affection. What’s going on?” I suck in a gasp, my eyes widening in horror. “Oh shit. Are you dying? Can you leave me the restaurant in your will?”
Austin rolls his eyes and lets out a heavy sigh, and when I smirk and go to find the rest of my family, he pauses in the foyer and pulls me back, wrapping me into a proper hug, the bottle of wine squished between us. “I’m really glad you’re okay,” he murmurs. “I feel like shit that I wasn’t there for you on Monday night. I don’t know what I would have done if Izaac hadn’t found you in time. I’m so sorry, Aspen. It’s always been my job to protect you, and I let you down.”
I pull back out of his arms and offer him a real smile, not one of the usual sneers we’re so comfortable throwing at one another. “You didn’t let me down, Austin. It was a shitty situation, and you handled it perfectly. You weren’t close enough to get to me on time, so you made sure someone else was, someone who would protect me just as fiercely as you would. And he did. He stayed on the phone with me the whole time and kept me calm. He even had me make a weapon out of a pen and then beat the shit out of that asshole. You did everything right, and I’m so thankful that you were there to answer the call when I needed you.”
“Ugh,” he says, his face twisting with disgust. “Don’t go and get all sentimental on me. I don’t like it.”
“You started it.”
“Yeah,” he scoffs. “Remind me to never do that again.”
