Chapter 12
CHAPTER 12
brOOKS
“I want you inside me.”
The determined look in Hadley’s eyes has me growing even harder. Quite the feat considering what having my face between her thighs has already done to me. It wouldn’t take much for me to come right now. One stroke inside her pussy and I’d be a goner.
“Such a needy girl, making demands,” I murmur, running my thumb along her cheekbone.
She leans into my touch. “For you? Always,” she says. “Please, Brooks. I need to feel you.”
How can I deny her? The answer is, I can’t. I never have been able to. Since I was fourteen years old, I’ve been bending to her will, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Hadley still sits on the edge of the hot tub. I climb out and scoop up our respective clothing, tossing it inside. Then I return to Hadley’s side and sweep her into my arms. Her breasts smash into my chest as I pull her close, and her legs wrap around my hips. The feel of her bare skin sends a shiver up my spine.
I hardly notice the difference in temperature when I step inside Hadley’s bedroom. My body is already warm—aching for her.
Setting her on her feet by the bed, I tilt her chin up and capture her lips with my own. She presses closer, fingers digging into my biceps. Then they trail up my shoulders and down my chest before landing on the waistband of my swim trunks.
Without warning, her hand slips inside, and she takes hold of my shaft. The pressure she uses is just right—just enough to have my hips jerking forward.
“Fuck, Hadley,” I groan, resting my forehead against hers.
Then her fingers slip around and start teasing my balls, and I almost lose it. I grab her arm and pull her hand away.
She pouts. “I was enjoying that.”
My chuckle is low. “So was I. Too much. You’re going to make me come before I can even get inside you.”
She looks up at me, mischief shining in her eyes. “Oh. Well, we can’t have that.”
I nudge her toward the mattress. “On the bed,” I say. “Hands and knees, sweetheart.”
The rush of lust in her hazel eyes threatens to make me come apart all over again. The woman has no goddamn clue the kind of hold she has on me. Even after all these years, I’m fucking gone for her.
With a sweet smile, she gives me her back. I watch the way her long red hair sways as she places first one knee and then the other on the edge of the bed. She glances over her shoulder, a sparkle in her gaze, before she leans forward on her hands.
I step out of my swim trunks, letting my cock spring free. Grabbing myself at the base, I give two testing strokes as I approach the bed. Hadley’s hips wiggle in anticipation.
“This does it for you, huh?” I muse, stepping up behind her. “Being such a good girl, displaying yourself for me like this.”
“Please fuck me, Brooks.”
The sound of her begging is music to my fucking ears.
Hand on the back of her neck, I guide her until her chest is flush with the mattress. My fingers trail down her spine, tracing the smattering of freckles, and over her ass. Then my knuckles brush the inside of her thigh, and one finger pushes past her entrance. Her pussy is still wet. I glide in and out a few times, and she squirms, aching for more.
“Beautiful. So fucking beautiful.”
Her head tips to the side as she writhes. “ Please .”
I pull my finger out, ready to thrust inside her, but I stop short. “Fuck,” I grit out. “I don’t have a condom.”
I didn’t exactly expect the hot tub to be occupied tonight. And I certainly didn’t expect I’d have the opportunity to fuck Hadley from behind either. But happy coincidences.
“I still have an IUD,” she says. “I trust you.”
Her words make my throat tighten. “You sure?”
“I’m sure, Brooks. I want you.”
Fuck . I don’t need any more convincing.
I sink into her slowly, relishing the feel of having her without the latex barrier. Even though she was on birth control the whole time we were together, we were always too nervous to chance it. Now, though, I can’t make myself care about anything except Hadley’s muffled moans.
Her hands fist the sheets as she pushes back against me, taking me all the way. I pause for a moment to gather myself, then I start to pull back. Once my cock is almost all the way out, I thrust back in.
She reaches between her legs, trying to work her clit. I pause, and she lets out a whine. “Don’t stop,” she pleads.
“Don’t touch yourself. Not until I say,” I counter. “Hands behind your back.”
Hadley sucks in a sharp breath, but she does as she’s told. With her hands resting behind her, clasped at the base of her spine, she is completely at my mercy. Gripping her hips, I thrust, hitting all the way home. Then I draw back and do it again, my pace punishing.
“Brooks, yes,” she moans.
I can feel myself on the precipice of an orgasm. She’s close, too .
“Rub that clit, Hadley. Get yourself off on me fucking you bare like this.”
She wastes no time circling her sensitive bud, working herself up. Her inner walls flutter around my cock, and then she detonates, clenching around me.
I follow shortly after, spilling inside her. Without a condom, the sensation is unreal.
When I pull out, I marvel at the mess of our releases slipping out of her.
Hadley collapses on the bed, fully spent. Her eyes flutter closed as I head to the bathroom to grab a cloth. Then I return to her and clean us both off. She hums at the sensation, but her eyes remain shut.
While I finish in the bathroom, Hadley manages to tuck herself beneath the sheets of the bed. When I search my clothing, I notice she stole my t-shirt for herself. I smile as I find my sweats on the floor and tug them on before sliding in beside her.
She turns to face me, and I drink in her features. I don’t think I could ever get tired of looking at her. Especially when she’s gazing at me like that—walls torn down, vulnerability shining through.
Hadley Knight has wholly ruined me for anyone else.
I reach out a finger, tracing the freckles that dot her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her eyes flutter closed.
Silence settles over us as our heartbeats return to normal. It’s comfortable, lying here with her. I could do it forever. I want to do it forever. But does she?
“Come home with me for Christmas,” I blurt.
Hadley’s spine goes rigid and her eyes fly open. Shit . I didn’t mean for the request to come out so abruptly. But too late to take it back now.
“To Pineridge?”
I nod. “Mom and my sisters would love to see you,” I say. “And…I’d like to spend the day with you. The way we used to.”
I brace for the rejection. I’m not sure how, but I can tell it’s coming. She may have let me in her bed, but spending the holiday with my family? That wouldn’t be without its implications.
“Sam’s spending the day with her girlfriend’s family. She asked if I wanted to join.”
There it is .
I try to smile. “That’s alright. You should go see her. I know you haven’t had the chance since you’ve been home.”
But Hadley shakes her head. “I haven’t given her an answer yet. As much as I want to…” She trails off as she lifts her gaze to mine. “I’d much rather spend Christmas with you.”
In response, I fuse my lips to hers, swallowing her gasp of surprise. It only takes her a second to return the kiss, moulding herself to me. Before we get carried away, though, I draw back.
“Next time I see Thiago, I’m going to have to thank him.”
Her brows scrunch adorably. “For what?”
“For bringing you here. Bringing you home.”
Home to me .
There’s still a real chance this will all go up in flames. But fuck, if being burned by her wouldn’t be the greatest privilege of my life.
Hadley’s eyes go soft. “We’ll both have to thank him, then.”
That hope that’s been sitting inside my chest, waiting, grows a little stronger. Because maybe she wants to stay after all.
And with any luck, she’ll keep me, too.