Chapter 11 Lily
LILY
“Are you trying to tempt me, little siren?” Heath asks as he steps up behind me.
“Who, me?” I look at him over my shoulder, loving the smoldering look in his eyes. “I’m just re-shelving some books,” I say with an all-too-innocent smile.
We’ve made such amazing progress with cleaning up the store over the last several days that I’m able to unpack some of the books we boxed up for protection.
I’m still waiting to hear about the insurance claim, or rather, I’m waiting to hear from the Fosters.
But for now, I’m satisfied that I’ve done all I can.
“Yes, you,” Heath growls, drawing me back into the moment with him.
He gathers my long hair in one hand and sweeps it to the side before pressing a line of kisses across my shoulder and up my neck.
“I want to take you right here, right now. Up against this bookshelf. Right out of view of the display window, where anyone could walk by.”
“Do you always have such a dirty mind?” I breathe, instinctively grinding my ass against his growing erection.
“Can’t help it when you’re over here, looking like a sexy fucking snack I need to devour.” He spins me around and attacks my lips, biting, sucking, devouring me as his hands grab my ass and press me against him.
I wrap my arms around his neck and a leg around his hip. Heath catches my leg, holding it against him. I rub my soaking pussy over his hard cock, and we both moan at the contact.
“Need you.” His gravelly voice is filled with an aching desire, one that matches my own.
I nod, and he sets my leg down, walking me backward until I’m pressed against the bookshelf. He kneels in front of me and hooks his thumbs inside my shorts and panties, pulling them down.
Heath follows the material down my right leg with his mouth, kissing every inch of skin that is revealed.
He helps me step out of my shorts and resumes kissing me up my left leg.
Heath stops to place a kiss on my pussy, then stands up to take my mouth with his, chasing my tongue and sucking it into his mouth.
He breaks the kiss and trails his lips down my jaw, licking and nipping at my neck. I feel his hands on my hips as he spins me around, so my back is to his front.
Heath’s rough hand slides under my shirt and pulls the cup of my bra down so he can tease my breast. His other hand snakes lower, his fingers teasing me and rubbing my swollen bundle of nerves.
Then he pinches my clit and sinks his teeth into my shoulder.
I put my hand over my mouth to muffle my moan.
Heath chuckles.
“I want to hear you scream for me.” His low growl reverberates throughout my body, and I have no choice but to nod.
Heath bites my earlobe, and I reach back to spear my fingers through his hair. He continues to rub my clit in long, lazy strokes. I jerk my hips every time he bumps my hard nub.
“I love how wet you are for me, love feeling your sweet honey dripping all over my fingers,” Heath murmurs right before thrusting two fingers inside me.
“Oh, my god…” I moan.
"That's it, baby. Fuck, I’ll never get tired of your sexy sounds. Your sexy fucking body."
His fingers pump in and out, and his other hand goes to my hip, holding me in place while he thrusts his jean-covered cock against my ass. I’m so close, right there, one more swipe over my clit, and I know I’m going to explode.
But then he stops.
I whine in protest. Heath chuckles, and I hear him undo his jeans and pull them down. His silky, thick cock brushes back and forth between my folds, rubbing my clit and teasing my entrance.
“I can’t take any more,” I say in frustration.
“Hands on the shelf, love. Bend over and show me that ass.”
I do as he says, placing my hands on the bookshelf in front of me. It’s inappropriate, so unprofessional, and so…. Goddamn hot. Heath runs his fingers up and down my spine, and then I feel the sharp crack of his palm on my ass.
I cry in surprise, but then my pussy gushes, and I moan.
“Fuck, do you like that? Like when I spank you?”
“Mmm… more,” I gasp. I had no idea I liked spanking, but fuck. I do. I really do.
He spanks my other cheek, and I cry out. With one more hard crack of his palm, Heath shoves his cock into my pussy, bottoming out in one powerful thrust. It stretches me in the best way possible, and I throw my head back as a feral moan escapes my mouth, pushing my ass against him.
“Yes, Lily,” he hisses. “You feel so good, I can’t get enough of you.”
He pulls out and slams into me again. Again.
Again. His fingers grip my hips hard enough to bruise.
I can’t wait to wear his marks like a badge of honor.
Heath’s hands slide up my body and over my shoulders until they are gripping the shelf on either side of my hands.
His entire body is draped over me, like he can’t get enough skin contact.
I feel his muscles flex and tighten on my ass and back as he pistons himself in and out of me.
“Heath, I-I’m…”
His lips brush over my neck before I feel him sucking on my skin. “Me too, baby,” he growls. “Come with me. I’ve got you.”
I’m so there, so close. Heath reaches down and furiously rubs my clit. Sweat covers my body in a thin sheen. My breath is shallow, and my body tenses as it prepares for the wave of sensations waiting on the other side of the cliff.
“I won’t come without you, so please, fucking come, baby, I want to feel that pussy pop… Fuck!” He explodes inside me as my cunt snaps around his cock, the feeling so intense I’m barely aware of the scream ripping from my throat.
Or maybe it’s Heath’s scream.
We both make primal noises as Heath ruts into me, hard and deep, releasing rope after rope of cum. Our combined juices make a mess down my thighs. My legs give out, but Heath wraps an arm around my hips, keeping me in place while he thrusts into me two more times.
We shudder and shake together, slowly regaining control of our breathing.
“Goddamn, Lily.” He kisses between my shoulder blades before resting his head there.
"Yeah." I agree and then laugh. "Every time with you is amazing."
Heath joins me upstairs, where we freshen up after our early afternoon tryst. I can’t keep the blush from creeping into my cheeks as I replay all the things we just did. And in the romance section of the store, too.
“Thinking about how you creamed all over my cock right out there in the open?” Heath asks when he’s done in the bathroom.
“You’re insatiable, you know that?”
My sexy mountain of a man loops his fingers around my wrist and tugs me against his chest. “You love it.”
I nod, and he rewards my honesty with a devastating kiss. We’re broken apart by my phone buzzing. I’m about to toss it out the window, but it’s Daryl Foster.
“Daryl!” I answer, looking up at Heath with a mixture of worry and relief.
I’ve been the main point of contact between the Fosters, the cops, and the insurance company ever since the store flooded.
Daryl and Marsha have tried making themselves more available for these kinds of discussions since they know they left me in the lurch, but it’s been a frustrating experience all around.
“Hey, Lily,” he says with a sigh. His tone makes me deflate.
I’m not going to like whatever he says next.
“I’ve been on the phone with our lawyer and the insurance company all day, but…
” He takes a deep breath and blows it out in defeat.
I can see the older man taking off his bifocals and rubbing the bridge of his nose, preparing to give me some terrible news.
“Since the police can’t find any forced entry, and the pipe appears to have been intentionally broken, the damages and repairs won’t be covered. ”
“But… but I didn’t do this,” I tell him in a scratchy voice. Heath wraps a protective arm around my waist and tucks me into his side. He stands next to me, silently supporting me with his strength and reminding me I’m not alone.
“I know, Lily. I believe you. But that doesn’t change the fact that I don’t have fifty thousand dollars to cover the costs myself. I know Marsha and I said we’d help out if something came up before we could sign the papers, but we weren’t expecting this.”
I nod, even though I know he can’t see me. “I can take out a loan,” I offer. “Don’t people sometimes have second mortgages? I could do that with Between the Covers.”
“Unfortunately, the store and your apartment are still in my name. You don’t have anything to borrow against. And I can’t take out another loan. I’m trying to sell my store, not invest more into it.”
“So, where does that leave us?”
“If you can’t come up with the money by next week, I’ll be forced to sell to the only other interested buyer.”
“Daryl, you can’t.”
“I’m sorry, Lily. I truly am.” His voice is warm and sincere, and I hear the heartbreak woven throughout his words.
This can’t be easy for him either. Daryl and Marsha built this place.
He might be selling my dream, but he’s also giving up his legacy.
“I know how much the store means to you, and I’m damn proud of all the work you’ve done.
This isn’t the end of your story, kiddo.
” Tears spring to my eyes when he uses his old term of endearment for me.
“You’ll start another chapter soon. You’ll see. ”
We say our goodbyes, and I collapse against Heath. His strong, muscled arms wrap around me, cradling me against his chest.
“He’s going to sell,” I squeak, not trusting my voice. “They won. Top Spot won.”
“Hey, now,” Heath whispers, peeling me off of him so he can cup my face in his hands. “Maybe we haven’t thought of everything yet. There have to be more options.”
“Insurance won’t cover repairs. Daryl can’t afford it, I can’t afford it, what other options are there?”
“Me.”
I furrow my brow. “Uh, what do you mean?”
“Let me help. I have money stashed away. Never had a reason to spend it.”
“Even after you bought your house? Wait, what am I saying? I can’t let you do that. You don’t even know how much it’s going to cost.” I shake my head, still not comprehending his offer.
“If I don’t have it, I’ll take out a loan. You might not have collateral, but I do.” His thumbs brush against my cheeks in a tender, familiar gesture. “This is too important to give up on, Lily. I want to help.” He seals his offer with a sweet kiss to my forehead.
Our moment is interrupted by my apartment door banging open, revealing a livid Hayden. His face is bright red as his eyes dart between me and Heath. There’s no mistaking the tenderness and intimacy in the way Heath is holding me.
“What the fuck?!”