Chapter 20 Beckham #2
But that didn’t stop my thumb from running along her cheek. It trailed down to the line of her jaw and tipped her head back. Her bottom lip puffed out as her mouth parted and her eyes became heavy.
“I don’t want you to be upset because of the gender reveal. Because it will happen. Everything you want, I’ll make it come true. I promise.”
Her lashes fluttered closed before they opened and landed on my mouth. “Beckham…”
“Yes, Park?”
“Please distract me.”
Those three words revived me. Lit a flame only Parker could ignite.
My hand carefully grazed down her neck, her pulse jumping at the pads of my fingers. I trailed them over her collarbone, down the dip of her dress, until my rough palm caught on the fabric of her pink dress. I cupped her breast, squeezing.
Her sharp intake of breath nearly brought me to my knees.
My other hand gripped her upper arm, turning us so her back was to the railing, and mine was to the house. I kneaded her breast before sliding inside her dress to cup the flesh.
“Not wearing a bra to my parents’ house is dangerous, Park,” I whispered, my lips brushing the shell of her ear.
“For who?” Her words sounded drunk with arousal already.
“Me. You. Both of us. Fuck.” I rolled her nipple between two fingers.
Her head tilted back farther, the column of her neck exposed. I leaned in to inhale her scent.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
This wasn’t good. We were in public, and this was out in the open, and her neck looked so damn kissable—
“Please let me kiss you,” I begged.
Her head shook side to side, hair falling over her shoulders. Her knitted sweater slid down her biceps, exposing more skin.
“Parker, please.”
With one hand braced on the railing, she moved the other to her dress and tugged. Both breasts were exposed now, nipples pebbled from the cold.
“Only there,” she instructed breathlessly.
Not wasting a single second, I dipped my head. I couldn’t help myself as my lips brushed her neck on my way down. Couldn’t stop my tongue from tasting her sweet skin. One hit, and the thin ice I was standing on threatened to shatter.
Her hands tangled in my hair, nails digging into my scalp as I wrapped my mouth around her nipple and sucked. My other hand cupped her opposite breast, massaging and pinching and squeezing.
I felt her body tighten, felt how her legs clamped together and her skin turned feverish.
While I sucked, my free hand moved between her legs, against the fabric of her dress.
Her belly jumped when I made contact with her pussy, then she spread her legs the slightest bit, allowing me room to get to her clit.
I slid my fingers up her pussy before circling the bud. I wondered if she was wearing panties, and one swipe at where a seam should be had my dick twitching.
“No panties, either, Park?” I mumbled against her breast. Her tug on my hair had me going back to sucking quickly. More desperately. Because that’s what I was for her. Desperate.
“They show lines,” she managed to get out between breaths.
“They would’ve made this harder, too,” I added.
This time, her grip was punishing. “Just shut up and make me come, Beckham.”
I smiled against her flesh, looking up at her. “I want you to come quickly for me, Parker. We have a party to get back to.”
She groaned before pulling my head back to where it was. I dragged her nipple back into my mouth, teeth grazing it, before sucking harder than before. I quickened my circles on her clit, reveling in the way her breathing picked up and she had to lean against the railing for support.
God, what I wished I could do to her body right now. But being as anyone could walk out at any minute, I didn’t want to risk exposing her further. This would have to be enough—for now.
Her hips moved, riding my hand as I drew her closer and closer to the edge. My tongue flicked against the bud in my mouth before my teeth dug into her skin. Over and over, the cycle repeated until she was panting my name and nearly collapsing.
My arm wrapped around her waist, holding her up as she shook with the waves of her release.
Once I was sure she could stand, I removed my hand from between her legs and straightened. I dipped my fingers into my mouth, licking them clean before I helped fix the top of her dress back into place, finishing by tugging the sleeves of her sweater back up.
She finally caught her breath, each puff coming out in a cloud of white now that the sun had set behind the mountains.
I tugged my handkerchief where it was neatly folded out of my breast pocket. She eyed it, opening her mouth to likely ask what the hell I was doing, but before she could, I dropped to my knees before her.
I tugged her dress up her calves, past her knees, and bunched it around her thighs.
With my eyes on hers, and her mouth parted in surprise, my hand with the handkerchief disappeared between her legs.
I wiped front to back thoroughly before pulling it away.
I let her dress fall back to her ankles, straightening the material before standing.
Then I folded the handkerchief and tucked it back in my pocket.
Parker blinked frantically. “Are you just gonna—”
I dipped my head. “Yep.”
Her eyes widened. “Oh.”
I stared at her while she stared at where the handkerchief was safely tucked away. Maybe she knew I’d use it later when I stroked my cock in my bed. Maybe she thought I was just being nice. But really, she should know me by now. I was obsessed with her.
She swallowed, composing herself before asking, “Is that how you distract other girls if they ask?”
I wrapped an arm around her shoulders—for warmth, I told myself—and led her toward the back door. “Just with you. There are never any other girls.”
“I should ask you more often, then,” she teased.
The playful lilt to her voice had a smile cracking on my face. “As often as you so wish.”
She looked up at me with a closed-lip grin. I slid my arm from around her, opening the door and allowing her to go inside first.
I shut it behind me, only to come to a stop when we found Reed standing in the center of the kitchen, water bottle in hand.
“Everything good?” he asked hesitantly, his skeptical gaze darting between the two of us.
“Everything’s great,” I confirmed, then sidled up next to Parker as we crossed to the front door to join the others.
I held the door open for her and shot her a wink as she passed.
Maybe sneaking around with her wasn’t so bad after all.