Chapter 11 Sully
CHAPTER ELEVEN
SULLY
Ihad a shower, then slid into bed. Autumn was already asleep, looking perfect in my bed, one hand curled under her chin as she slumbered.
Her pretty hair was draped over her shoulder in a ponytail.
She stirred as I pulled her against me, blinking up at me slowly.
I grinned and pressed a kiss to her mouth.
“Go back to sleep.”
“I was waiting,” she mumbled.
“I know. I forgot I have an early morning meeting, so I decided to shower now.” I pressed another kiss to her head. “It’s fine. You’re here, and I get to hold you. That’s what I wanted more than anything.”
She murmured something about plans and tomorrow, and she was out. I snapped off the light, enjoying the way she fit against me. Warm, tight, and trusting. I blew out a long breath, realizing how tired I was as well. It would do us both good to have a well-needed night’s sleep.
We could make up for it tomorrow.
Something woke me, my body humming in pleasure. The room was still dark around me, the soft light I’d left on in the corner in case Autumn needed to get up casting a pale shadow on the wall. I blinked, then groaned as I realized what was happening. Why I was so ramped up.
Autumn was awake. And so was my cock, which was currently locked between her full lips. I slid my hand down, finding her long hair and pulling gently.
“Autumn, bloody hell, what are you…” I trailed off in a growl of intense pleasure as she took me deeper. I arched my back, curses falling from my mouth as she sucked me. She cupped my balls in her hand, fondling them as she teased and tongued me.
I reached over, gripping her thigh, pushing her legs open. I slipped my hand to her sweet spot, gliding my fingers over her. “Jesus, you’re so wet,” I praised. “You like sucking my cock, lass? You like having your mouth filled with me?”
She whimpered as I stroked her clit, gathering the wetness there and inserting a finger to tease her.
She pushed back as she swallowed around me, my dick now lodged down her throat.
The sensation was intense, and I pulled at her, bringing her as close as I could.
“Feck,” I growled. “Don’t stop, baby. Please don’t fecking stop. ”
She moaned, the sound reverberating down my shaft.
I added another finger to the first one and used my thumb to strum her clit.
She bobbed her head up and down, taking me deep then slowly releasing me, licking at my shaft, tracing the veins with her tongue and teasing the crown, only to sink it back down her throat.
It was the best sort of torture, and I never wanted it to end.
Except I felt my release building. My balls tightened, the pleasure increasing with every tantalizing suck of her mouth.
I sped up my motions, moaning curses, praising her loudly as I drove her toward her release with my other hand.
Her clit was a hard, throbbing nub under my thumb.
Her pussy clenched at my fingers, and I slid one to her tight asshole, gently circling it, the pressure light enough to tease but strong enough to bring an extra layer of pleasure to her.
She gasped around my dick, once again swallowing me, and it threw me over the edge.
I shouted her name as I came hard, fast, and loud.
She climaxed on my hand, her moans and whimpers extending the pleasure washing over me as she took everything, her throat working fast as I released.
And then we were done. Spent. She eased back, my cock feeling cold without the warmth of her mouth.
I slid my fingers from her, and she sat up slowly, turning to face me.
Her mouth was swollen, traces of my orgasm on her flushed cheeks.
Her eyes danced in the low light, and she looked pleased with herself.
“Top of the morning to you, Mr. Black.”
With a shout of laughter, I pulled her to my chest and kissed her thoroughly. I tasted the sharpness of my release and her own flavor mixed in.
“That was a fabulous way to start the day,” I admitted.
“Well, since I fell asleep last night, and you were so, ah, ready, when I woke up, I thought I’d wake you with a smile.”
“That you did, love.”
She grinned, and I glanced over at the clock. It was barely past five. I lifted an eyebrow with a small smirk. “I have another thirty minutes, mo fhiadh beag. Whatever will we do with the extra time?”
“Coffee?” she said, sounding hopeful.
I rolled her over so she was pinned under me. “How about a quick snack, then I’ll make you coffee before I get ready?” I murmured, kissing my way down her neck to her breasts. I took a stiff nipple in my mouth and sucked.
My name from her mouth was a long, slow breath of air. “Sully.”
I took that as a yes.
I looked up as Lloyd came into the office, sliding a coffee onto my desk and handing me a stack of file folders.
“More work. Thanks,” I said sarcastically.
He chuckled. “That’s what happens when you’re the top dog. Everyone wants you.”
I waved him away. “Enough of your blarney.”
He began to leave, and I stopped him. “What is the name of that florist you ordered Bonnie’s flowers from for her birthday?”
“Bows and Petals,” he replied. “But it’s not until May.” He frowned. “You need me to order something?”
“I’ll do it myself.”
He returned to the desk and sat in one of the chairs across from me. “Spill.”
“I need some flowers,” I said. “Go back to work.”
He held up his hand. “First off, I’ve been holding back.
Second, you get Agatha in here and don’t tell me why.
Third, you’ve been smiling. For no reason.
I think I heard you hum yesterday. And fourth, all the lines on your forehead are gone.
And now you want the name of a florist. So either you have met someone who has blown your arse out of the water with her fabulousness, or you’re leaving the country and you’re thanking Agatha for helping.
And, boss man, it better be number one, ’cause I ain’t working for anyone else in this place. ”
With that, he crossed his legs, swinging his foot in vexation.
I studied him. “You list shite off like that to Frank?” I asked, knowing he did. Frank was the calm one in their relationship. Lloyd was all mouthy and demanding. Two things that made me like him even more.
“Yes. And he responds. As you will.” He paused. “Tell me you’re not leaving.”
“I’m not leaving.”
He bent forward, excitement dancing in his eyes. “How fabulous is she, then?”
“So fabulous, I plan on keeping her the rest of my life.”
He slow-blinked. Stood. Sat back down. “When?”
“At the cottage.” I gave a fast, PG version of our meeting.
“And she is going to stay?”
“I think so.”
He smiled. “I’m happy for you.”
“And?” I asked suspiciously. That response was far too tame for Lloyd. Especially given my news.
He stood. “And I wish you every happiness.”
He headed to the door, stopping as he grabbed the handle.
“And I know you’ll remember it was me who sent you to the cottage where you met the love of your freaking life.
And I also know you’ll remember that the rest of your life and will always be grateful to me for insisting you go.
You’ll probably buy me lots of presents to say thank you.
Like iPads and new motor scooters and things.
And I especially know you’re going to remember that when it’s bonus time and you try to put a price on the fact that I helped create your eternal happiness. ”
With that dramatic speech, he exited, leaving me laughing.
New scooters. He was obsessed with motor scooters.
Then he opened the door again. “And you’ll be only too thrilled to approve extra spring rolls with lunch later.
Remember—eternal happiness.” His eyes widened.
“Now I have to call Frank with the news! He’ll be thrilled too. ”
I stared at the door, amusement making it impossible to get back to the task at hand. I picked up the phone to call the florist.
My eternal happiness had started my day off with a bang. Two, actually, once we were done.
That deserved flowers. Then I had presents to think about. New motor scooters to research. And a bonus.
Apparently, a big one.
AUTUMN
I peered at the forms, filling in the boxes as I read them. There were a lot of questions. I paused, once again thinking of what a huge step this would be.
Giving up my life, the places I knew, that I was familiar with, for a brand-new home. Having to relearn everything. Where to shop. Directions. A new doctor, dentist, coffee shop. The best yoga studio. My favorite pizza spot. Chinese takeaway. How to drive on the opposite side of the road.
I didn’t have a lot of friends, but I was close to a few other women. We met for drinks, dinner. The occasional girls’ weekend. I had office friends too. Friday night drinks. Lunches. Office parties where we hung out as a group.
I would be leaving all of them behind. I would miss them. Miss the familiarity of my life.
And Auntie Lynn. I would miss her terribly. But Sully was right—she would want me to live my life and be happy. And I could visit. It wouldn’t be the same, but she would insist my happiness was what mattered.
I shut my eyes, trying to tamp down my panic.
It was overwhelming and, at moments, scary.
Then I thought of being here. The smaller office with lovely people. Bonnie, especially. The beautiful country to explore. A new, slower way of living. New adventures waiting for me.
And, of course, Sully.
I sat back, a smile pulling on my lips. He would help me find all my favorites. They would become our favorites. Bonnie would advise me about medical needs. Sully would teach me to drive if I asked him. I wouldn’t be alone anymore.
And I would make new friends.