Pawliday Love

Chapter 4

CHAPTER FOUR

brIELLE

E ither I was the smartest person in the world, or I was a complete idiot.

I’ve been thinking about this guy for months, fantasizing about him, and he leans in to kiss me, and I fucking back away all because my dog barked and interrupted us. I should have paid no attention to Dasher and grabbed onto Rudy instead.

In the last three years, I’ve had a total of six dates. All of them sucked ass. I could count on one hand how many guys I’ve had sex with and have three fingers left over. Would there really have been anything wrong with letting him kiss me? I wasn’t a fan of the idea of being a one-night stand, but it would give my little friend in the nightstand drawer a break.

What I should do right now was get up and go out there and finish the moment we had in the kitchen, but I knew I wouldn’t. I really didn’t want him to think I was some lonely, desperate woman living in a house full of animals. Even though that was exactly how I felt.

No, I was going to stay in bed and get some sleep. That was the responsible thing to do. He was going to be gone tomorrow, and after that, there was no telling when he would come back to the store. That would probably give me enough time to stop thinking about him.

Who was I kidding? I wasn’t going to stop thinking about him. I had been telling myself that lie since the first time he came into the store.

My breath came out in a huff. Laying here debating with myself was getting me nowhere. I decided I would get up and check on Cupid and the puppies. If I happened to walk past and see that Rudy was awake, then I’d take that as a sign.

Mind made up, I stood and slipped on a pair of sleep shorts. I opened the door and stepped out into the hall. There was no light coming from the living room, which meant he was probably asleep. Oh well, there went my chance.

I kept on until I got to the guest room. I opened the door as quietly as I could. I had left the light on the bedside table lit for the dogs, so there was no mistaking the male figure spread out sideways across the bed.

“Rudy?”

He looked back at me. “Did I wake you?”

“No. I came to check on Cupid and Prancer.” I walked around the bed to where they were circled around the puppies.

“They’re fine.”

“What are you doing here?” I asked sitting on the bed beside him. I had expected him to be sleep on the sofa.

“I couldn’t sleep.” He sat up and faced me. “Did I read the room wrong earlier? If so I am sorry. You’ve been amazing, offering me a place to stay, and I would hate to think I offended you in some way.”

“No.” I shook my head. “I..I…” How did I explain that I wasn’t very experienced at this sort of thing?

He put his hand against my cheek and turned my face so our eyes met. “What is it?”

Instead of answering him, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. He instantly pulled back.

“I’m sorry.” I blurted out. Why was it when you needed the floor to swallow you up to save you from embarrassment it never opened?

“No, don’t be. You just took me by surprise.” He tilted his head. I noticed he did that a lot. “I didn’t bring up what happened in the kitchen to get you to kiss me. I only wanted to make sure I didn’t overstep.”

“Of course not.” I stood and walked back toward the door. I couldn’t have this conversation with the dogs sitting there looking up at us.

He followed me into the hallway and closed the door behind him. I walked down to my bedroom. Once again, he followed. This time he left the door open.

“You didn’t do anything wrong.” I faced him. “I’ve just never done anything like this.”

“Like what?”

“Invite a stranger into my bed for one night.” I swallowed down my nerves.

His eyes widened. “Is that what you’re doing?”

I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth. Was that what I was doing? We were standing in my bedroom and I had said that I would take a chance if I found him awake.

“Is that what you want?” I turned the question onto him. It was easier that way. I was used to men turning me down.

“Nope.” He stepped closer. “Are you inviting me into your bed Brielle?”

“Yes.” I breathed out the word. I had never felt so vulnerable in my life. “But I have to warn you. I don’t have a lot of experience, and I know that I’m a heavy girl, so I will understand if you aren’t interested. It’s one thing to almost kiss me and another to climb in bed with me. For all I know, you might have been grateful that Dasher stopped us earlier.”

“I was anything but grateful.” His words whispered over me. “I wanted to forget all about the interruption and still kiss you, but I thought you didn’t want it given how you reacted afterward.”

“Are you serious? I’ve been ogling you for over a year.” It wasn’t until the words were out that I realized what I had just admitted. “Shit.” I reached up to cover my mouth, but he stopped me.

A cocky smile took over his face. “Ogling me?” He wiggled his eyebrows. “If that’s the case, I think I should do a little ogling for myself.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means I want to see you.” He brushed his lips over mine. “I want to see all of you.”

“No, you don’t.” The few times I had sex, I never kept the light on or took off my clothes. I wasn’t insecure, but I also knew I wasn’t anyone's fantasy.

“Yes, I do.”

This time when he kissed me, it wasn’t a short brush of his lips or a quick peck. This was an exploration of my entire being. His mouth settled over mine. His hands wrapped themselves around me so tight that, for the first time, I felt small next to someone. His tongue came out to swipe at the seam of my lips, and I opened easily for him. I wanted to taste as much of this man as I could get in one night. For all I knew this would be the only chance I got.

I pulled back. “We should close the door.” I really didn’t want any of my dogs or cats coming in to interrupt us.

“Good idea.” He let me go and went over to shut us in. I turned for the lamp sitting beside my bed. “What are you doing?”

“Turning off the lights.”

“I told you I want to see you.” He stalked back toward me.

I shook my head. “You can’t be serious.”

The second he reached me his hands went to the bottom of my shirt and started lifting it up. “I’m very serious.” He got to just under my breast, and I refused to lift my arms. “You’ve been driving me crazy with all your tempting curves all night, and now you want to hide from me?”

“I have?” The words squeaked out.

“Absolutely.” He used a bit of strength, and I raised my arms so he could finish removing the shirt. As soon as it was gone, I lowered my arms to cover myself. “Don’t do that.” He took my wrists and held them behind my back. His eyes swept over my chest, my stomach, and lower. “Beautiful, and so fucking sexy. You have nothing to hide.”

No one had ever called me sexy before. Who was he? And where did he come from?

I reached forward and pressed my lips to his. I could feel his hands moving over my back before coming forward to cup my breast. I moaned at the contact. It had been so long since someone ran their finger over my nipples or caressed me so gently.

“Is this what you like?” Rudy kissed across my cheek, down my neck, and over my shoulder.

“Yes.” I held onto him. My eyes closed as he brought goosebumps to every inch of skin that his lips touched.

“You taste like winter dreams.” His tongue came out and took over for his finger against my nipple. Before I could reply, he had my whole breast in his mouth, and his hand on my back was pushing me harder against him.

This time he was the one to make a noise. His groan sizzled through me and lit a fire in my blood.

“Rudy.” I dug my fingers into his hair. I wanted him inside me as soon as possible. “Please.”

He let go of my breast and came back up to kiss me. “Patience.” He whispered into my mouth.

“But I need you,” I admitted with zero shame. As it was, I felt as if I was going to break apart, and he was still fully dressed.

I lifted his shirt, and he showed none of my resistance. His arms went into the air before I had it halfway up his firm chest. His tanned skin rippled over his abs, making me question if I was out of my league. He was gorgeous. There was no way this could be anything other than one night to him. Not when he could have any supermodel woman he wanted.

I dragged my hands down his chest to the button of his fly.

“That’s it, love. Take what you need.” I felt his hands work their way into my hair.

I unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper. I put my hands on the sides and pushed them down. He shimmied out of them, so I didn’t have to bend before standing there completely naked and proud.

My eyes trailed down to his cock that was already hard and leaking. My tongue came out to brush over my lips. I wasn’t a huge fan of giving head, but looking at him, I realized I wanted a taste. I swiped my finger over the tip and brought the liquid to my mouth. I sucked my finger clean. My eyes closed in delight, and a soft sigh left my lips.

“Fuck, Brielle.” Rudy’s voice sounded shaky. I opened my eyes to see his were hooded as he took me in. A devilish smile split my lips. This was obviously a night of firsts for me. Because I actually felt sexy.

“Yes?” I raised an eyebrow and stepped back from him. I backed my way to the edge of my bed and sat down.

He followed, but instead of leaning over me, he went to his knees. He pulled at my sleep shorts, and I raised my hips so he could slide them down. As soon as I was naked, all semblance of sexiness vanished. I closed my legs. My hands pulled at the crumpled sheet to wrap it around myself.

“What happened?” He ran his hands up and down the outside of my thick thighs.

“Nothing.”

“No, something happened.” He used a bit of strength to separate my legs and get closer to me. His concentration focused on my face. “Has no one ever gone down on you before?”

“Once, but he said he didn’t like it.” I rolled my lips together. My whole body was one big ball of nervous heat.

“Then he was a fool.” He pressed his lips to mine. “I won’t do it if it makes you uncomfortable, but I really want to taste you.”

“Are you sure?”

His smile beat my earlier one by a mile. “Oh yeah.” He raised an eyebrow. “I bet you taste better than the hot chocolate we had earlier.” He kissed me again. “Not only better, but sweeter too.”

How could I say no to that?

“Okay,” I answered nervously.

“Don’t worry, baby. I promise I will love the taste of you on my tongue.” As if to illustrate his point, he brought his lips to mine, and when I opened my mouth for him to kiss me, he curled his lips and just let his tongue fill my mouth.

I brought my hands to the sides of his face and sucked hard. He pulled back with a chuckle. “At least wait until you can taste us together. That is the good stuff.” He wiggled his eyebrows again before kissing his way back to my core.

I still wasn’t completely sold on him doing this, but I held still. He spread my legs further apart and lowered his head until all I could see was the top of his dark hair. I closed my eyes and bit my lip to keep my anxiety at bay. One graze of his tongue and I was biting my lip to keep from screaming out his name.

“Holy shit.” My eyes flew open and I looked down to see him smiling up at me. He didn’t say a word, just went back to using that magic tongue to drive me wild.

I didn’t know what to do with myself. My hands grabbed hold of the sheet, my hair, his hair, anywhere they could find purchase. Every part of my mind and body centered on the way he was devouring me. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold on before I fell apart. Just when I didn’t think I could take any more, Rudy switched. He brought his tongue to my clit and pushed one long, glorious finger inside me. He circled my channel until he touched a spot that had me crying out. After that, he added another finger and curled them both to brush over that spot again and again. Seconds later, I was hit with the longest and best orgasm of my life.

My body and mind were still riding that high when he turned me on my side and moved in behind me. His arm wrapped around me, and lifted my top leg over his. His cock pushed slowly into me, and I yelled out his name.

I could hear the dogs outside my door whining and scratching at the wood, but I couldn’t concentrate on anything but the feel of him moving inside me.

“She’s fine,” Rudy called out. He pushed in once more before leaving me.

“What?” I looked back at him. “Why?”

“Condom.” He reached for his pants and pulled out the foil packet.

Thank goodness one of us was thinking. The way he had touched me, I hadn’t been thinking about protection at all.

He slid the thing on and then made his way back to me. “Sorry love. This isn’t going to be as slow as I planned.” His lips touched my cheek. “I need you too bad.”

“Don’t care.” I wrapped my hand around his neck to keep him close.

“Get on your knees.” I did as requested. He positioned himself behind me and slammed into me.

“Fuck.”

“That’s the idea.” He didn’t stop until we both were struggling to catch a breath, and sweat was dripping off my skin.

My body jiggled with every thrust, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact he seemed to enjoy it if the way he was touching me was any indication. His hands hadn’t been still since we started. He had grabbed hold of my breast, rubbed down my spine, smacked my ass, and held my hips so firmly that I once again felt slight in his arms.

I was so close to the edge that it was amazing I hadn’t already come again. As if he could sense it, he brought his hand around to my center and found my clit. He used those wonderful fingers to push me even closer.

“Oh god.” My voice was strained from trying to hold back. “I’m going to come.”

“Good.” He pressed his fingers harder into me. His hips picked up speed. “Come for me, baby. Let me feel it all over my cock.” He bowed over my body. “Make me come deep inside you, Brielle.”

His words, combined with the different angle, were all it took. I shattered. His name on my lips. My fingers dug into the blanket beneath me. My eyes screwed shut against the pleasure that made my skin feel as if it was glowing.

It didn’t take long for Rudy to follow me. He rose up and held my hips so tight there was every possibility there might be a bruise tomorrow. My name came out as a shout as he found his own ecstasy.

Both of us crashed back onto the bed. I struggled to regulate my breathing. My hand automatically went for the sheet, but he stopped me.

“Don’t you dare.” His lips trailed over my back. “If you think I’m done, then you have another thing coming.”

“You can’t be serious.” There was no way he wanted to go at it again.

“Give me a little time to recover, and then I want you riding my cock.” His lips still moved over my skin. “Hopefully, after that, I will have found the strength to take you slow and deep.”

“Are you sure?”

He rose up enough to lean over me. “Brielle, stop asking me if I’m sure or serious.” His gaze had a bit of heat to it. “I promise you that I have never been more serious.”

“Okay.” I bit at the tip of my nail.

“No, no.” He moved my hand away. “I can think of a better idea for that mouth of yours.”

The rest of the night was filled with just the two of us and nothing but the sound of our bodies coming together repeatedly until we couldn’t do anything else but sleep. Even then, Rudy kept his arms around me. His lips touched my skin, and it might have been my imagination, but I could swear I heard him whisper my name in his sleep.

I, on the other hand, stayed up taking him in. I wanted to remember every moment of tonight. Tomorrow he will be gone, but I will have this memory for the rest of my life. That was going to have to be enough. I wasn’t delusional enough to believe he would stay. It didn’t matter how much I wanted to believe otherwise. Girls like me didn’t get the guy. We were the ones who had to survive on broken dreams and fantasies. At least now I would have a good one to remember.

I kissed his lips softly and placed my head on his chest. My heart and mind made a silent plea. It was the holidays. Maybe this time, my wish might actually come true.