Chapter Nineteen
Posey
I can’t remember the last time I slept this hard and so good, but I wake up refreshed and energized for the day. When I peel my eyes open, I realize I’m in Silas’s room.
In his bed.
Lifting up on my elbows, I glance around and try to remember how I got here. Then I peek under the covers to make sure I’m not naked.
It’d be a shame to forget having sex with Silas but luckily I’m fully dressed.
“Mornin’, sunshine.” He walks in shirtless, his sweats lying haphazardly down his waist. “Coffee’s brewin’ and breakfast is ready.”
My gaze follows the path of his happy trail down to the noticeable chub between his legs.
“Um…” Trying to find my words, I’m distracted by how hot he looks. Freshly out of the shower and testing my limits. “How’d I end up here?”
“I carried you.”
“But why am I not in my own bed?” I sit up, checking the time on the clock. We have to leave in thirty minutes to get the goats for another day of yoga.
“I tried but you clung to me like a baby monkey. I couldn’t let you go even if I wanted to.” He shrugs, digging through his dresser. “So I put you in my bed with me. Didn’t realize what a cuddler you’d be.”
There’s humor in his tone, but I worry he wasn’t comfortable.
“Oh…sorry if I hogged it all night. Not used to sharin’.”
“Wasn’t a problem. I loved it.” He smirks at me over his shoulder before putting on his shirt.
I throw the covers off and stand, then stretch. “I’m gonna get ready.”
“Okay, meet ya in the kitchen when you’re done.”
When I look in the mirror, I can’t help but laugh at how wild my hair is.
Once I’ve brushed my teeth, put my hair up, and washed my face, I get on leggings and a sports bra. But then I decide if Silas can tease the shit out of me at yoga, then perhaps I’ll do the same to him.
Grabbing a pair of spandex shorts, I slide them on instead. Although I don’t have a whole lot going on back there, it’ll be enough to drive him wild. Especially since my tattoo peeks out underneath.
As soon as I prance into the kitchen, I catch his gaze on my legs. They follow me while I make a plate of scrambled eggs and grab my tumbler of coffee.
“This looks delicious. Thank you.” I take a sip, smiling over the rim that he made it just the way I like it.
“You’re welcome.” He tips his head to my legs. “What’re you wearin’?”
“Shorts.”
“You’ve not worn those to yoga before.” His eyes lower to my ink.
“Well…if you can go shirtless and wear a cowboy hat for your many fans to record you, then I think me in shorts is the least of our problems.”
He stalks over until he’s in front of me, steals the tumbler out of my hand, and puts it on the counter before caging me in his arms.
“Is that jealousy I hear?” He dips his head close to mine. “You want a private show?”
I lick my lips before capturing the bottom one with my teeth. “Why would I be jealous?”
He buries his face in my neck, sending a shiver down my spine, and then another when he kisses below my ear.
“If you admit you’re feelin’ what I’m feelin’, especially when I touch you, then I just might continue touchin’ you. But the longer you deny it, the more I’ll keep my hands and tongue to myself…” He sucks on the same spot where it’s already bruised and digs his fingers into my hips.
“Silas…” His name comes out a whimper as my hands wrap around his biceps to hold myself up. “What about your job? It’ll look bad if I break the rules after I’ve scolded others for it.”
“Fuck the rules, Posey,” he says harshly, tipping my chin so our gazes meet. “No one has to know while we figure this out privately together.”
I’m pretty certain Ian already does, but I’ll make sure he doesn’t say anything to my dad.
“I’ve put in a dozen applications, so take that concern out of the equation. Jobs are replaceable.” He inches closer, my eyes zeroing in on his lips. “You’re not.”
I hate the idea of him not working at the goat farm or doing goat yoga with me, but if it’s between that or getting to be together risk-free, I’d take the former.
Swallowing down my fear, I nod. “Okay.”
His brows raise. “Okay, what?”
“We’ll keep it a secret until we’re ready or you find a new job.”
He rests his forehead against mine and sighs in relief. “Now tell me what else I wanna hear.”
Feeling too vulnerable, I playfully pat his chest so he’ll back up and give me room to leave. “We’re gonna be late, cowboy.”
“Not so fast, mama…” He effortlessly lifts me on the counter and stands between my legs. My heart rate kicks up when he dips his head, cups my cheek, and softly brushes his lips against mine.
It’s over far too fast, and I whine when he pulls back.
“Silas…” My breathing picks up when his length presses into my thigh. “Kiss me, please.”
A smile splits his face, reaching his brown eyes before he inches closer. “You beg for me so nicely, pretty girl. Just like I knew you would.”
“Stop being smug.”
He continues holding my face and stares at me like he’s seeing into my soul. “Tell me you’re mine, and I’ll give you anythin’ you want.”
Even though I’m terrified as hell to give my heart away to him again, Bellamy and Amaya’s words of encouragement echo in my head. I’d rather be scared than regretful.
My tongue pokes the inside of my cheek before I finally get the courage. “I’m yo—”
He doesn’t even let me finish before crashing his mouth down on mine.
Pumpkin Spice flavored creamer mixed with coffee invades my senses as his tongue massages with mine. Our bodies press together like a puzzle piece, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him closer.
He licks and sucks, inhaling every moan of mine, and leaving me breathless. Firm palms grip my ass and push me against his erection.
“Fuck, Posey. I’m gonna be hard all fuckin’ day now.”
Sloppy, eager kisses slide down my jawline and neck, stopping beneath my ear before he finds my lips again.
I groan at how good it feels to have his mouth and hands all over me like he can’t get enough.
“Silas, we’re really gonna be late now…”
“I know, baby. But I can’t stop kissin’ you.”
I’ve waited eight years for this.
Lowering my hand between our bodies, I rub against his cock, wishing we could skip class today.
“Oh c’mon.” He weeps, pushing his hips into me. “You’re evil.”
“Payback’s a bitch,” I taunt. “Now you’ll have to keep your shirt on durin’ class unless you want the outline of your dick all over the internet.”
“I only did that for you, love. I like havin’ your attention, remember?” He smirks shamelessly.
“You’re such a shameless flirt.” I shake my head. “Every woman wants your attention.”
He presses a quick kiss to my lips. “But yours is the only one I want.”
By some miracle, we get the goats to class on time and Silas gets his fifteen minutes of fame where he stretches and shows off his tats and muscles. But this time, it’s not jealousy I feel.
It’s admiration and pride.
They can stare at him all they want, but I’m the one he goes home with every day. While they watch him, he’s looking at me.
And just to make class extra fun, I taunted him as much as I could by putting my ass in direct view of his face while a goat jumped on his back during downward dog. And anytime we were close enough, I stole soft touches against his neck and arms.
“You’re gonna pay for that little tease…” he murmurs behind me before opening the passenger side door.
“Not sure what you mean,” I say innocently, hopping into my seat.
“I’m sure you don’t.” He winks before closing it.
After dropping off the goats and trailer, he drives us back to the house to change. Amaya and Ian expect us to be late on yoga mornings, so they don’t wait for us.
As soon as we walk into the house, I kick off my sneakers and go to change.
“Oh no, you don’t…” Silas grabs my hand and pulls me to the couch on top of him until I’m straddling his lap.
“What’re you doin’?” I squeal, holding onto his shoulders for support.
“We’re gonna finish what you started.” He lifts his hips and grabs onto mine. “Rock against me, mama.”
“Right now?”
“Mm-hmm. Dry humpin’ is another orgasm idea I was gonna tell you about, but now I don’t have to pretend I’m just helpin’ out a friend.”
I laugh at how dramatic he sounds. “But I’m all sweaty.”
“Don’t care, love. In fact, I’m quite turned on by it as you can tell.”
He pushes up into me again, and I hiss between my teeth at how good it feels against my pussy.
“Oh God…”
“Use me to get yourself off, baby.”
I rock against him, the pressure sitting perfectly against my clit. He captures my mouth and slides his tongue between my lips, tasting and sucking, adding to the intense waves of pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful when you don’t hold back.” He kisses down my neck. “Take whatever you need from me.”
“Touch me,” I beg. “Take off my bra.”
He pulls my arms up and slides it off before tossing it to the side. As soon as my breasts are exposed, he cups one and teases the peak.
“Yes…” I nod, leaning back. “More.”
Dipping lower, he kisses down my chest until he sucks a nipple between his lips and drags his teeth over it.
I claw his arms and moan in between catching my breath. Silas kisses and sucks, cups my ass to ride him harder, and touches every inch he can get his hands on.
“I’m so close,” I warn when the build-up intensifies.
“That’s right, baby…don’t stop.”
It doesn’t take much longer before I take off like a jet, flying through the clouds, and riding high. The pleasure shoots down my spine and doesn’t stop until it reaches my toes.
“Oh fuck…” Silas fists my hair as he buries himself in my neck and shakes underneath me. He pulls me in for a deep, heated kiss and breathes out my name like a prayer. “Posey.”
We’re both panting and leaning on each other, neither of us moving.
“That was so hot,” I murmur. “Literally. I’m sweatin’.”
He chuckles against my neck. “Agreed. I need a shower.”
“Me too.”
But when I move to stand, he pulls me back into him.
“Just wanna make sure one thing’s clear, love.” He grips my chin, locking our eyes together. “You’re mine and I’m yours, and I’m not lettin’ you go this time. Got it?”
“You’re really sure about this?” My insecurities flood back in. Even though I’m a risk-taker by nature, giving someone my heart isn’t always a risk I can afford. “You were engaged three weeks ago. How do I know you won’t change your mind?”
He shifts to one side, pulling out his phone from his pocket.
“Aundrea texted me yesterday from her friend’s phone. Her last message to me was I still love you, babe. Please. Give me a second chance.”
Anger flows through my veins at the audacity she has to even reach out to him.
“Do you wanna hear how I responded?” He arches a smug brow.
“Shoulda blocked her again.”
“Don’t worry, I did.” He winks. “After I sent her one final text that said, You did me a favor by opening my eyes to who you truly were and what I deserved. Someone who doesn’t try to change everything about me, appreciates the little things I do for her, and isn’t afraid to be herself.
And because of you, I found her. So thank you for breaking my heart so I could realize you never owned it in the first place. ”
I’m speechless.
His words are so confident and sweet.
Tears well in my eyes, but I wipe them away before they can fall.
“You said that before we kissed?”
“Yes, ma’am. ’Cause I knew. I was gonna give you as much time as you needed to come to terms with what was happenin’ between us, but in my gut, I knew you were it for me.
I know it’s soon, and you might have some reservations since I just got out of a serious relationship, but lookin’ back, I was checked out of it a long time ago.
Findin’ my way back to you has made me feel more alive than I’ve felt in years.
So even though I didn’t know when you’d be ready, I wanted to set her straight.
And the sooner she realizes I’m not an option for her, the sooner she’ll stay out of my life.
Hell, maybe I put it out into the universe by tellin’ her that. ”
He smirks at that last part.
My cheeks heat at his honesty, but I don’t even know how to reply to something that genuine. So, I lean in and kiss him.
“I appreciate you givin’ me time, but I’m ready now. At least, privately until we can go public.”
“Posey, baby. I will take anythin’ I can get ’cause I know it’ll be worth it either way.”