Chapter 11
I close the door behind us, resting my palm against the frame as I take a steadying breath.
“Can we do that every year? It was so much fun.” Lila beams, shrugging off her coat and hanging it on the rack in the corner. “The kids’ faces were priceless when they sat on your lap. It’s adorable that they were convinced we’re from the North Pole. Kay definitely deserves a thank you for talking us into doing it.”
I’m having trouble concentrating with the stray piece of hair falling against her cheek and the way her eyes dance with excitement as she speaks.
“I still can’t believe she forgot about those extra fold-out beds. Usually, they’re all in use, so it didn’t cross my mind to ask if any were available. On the bright side, Jameson won’t have to sleep on the floor tonight.” She chuckles.
My jaw tightens as I watch her kick off her boots, her laugh making the pressure in my chest almost unbearable.
Lila glances at me, a crease forming between her brows. “Brooks, are you okay?”
Her cheeks are still tinged with color, and her concern for me is my undoing.
“Fuck it,” I say under my breath.
I stride toward her, my pulse thundering in my ears, knowing there’s no turning back now.
She takes a step back, bumping up against the closest wall. I press my hands against either side of her head, trapping her in. Her chest heaves as her breaths come out in short, uneven gasps.
“Brooks, what are you—”
“I’ve wanted to do this all night,” I say, cutting her off.
She remains perfectly still as I raise my hand, and with delicate precision, I trace her angelic face, my fingers trailing across her forehead, moving to her right cheekbone and then her left. My exploration continues, gliding across her freckled nose and running the pad of my thumb across her mouth. I let out a low growl when she parts her lips and nips the tip of my thumb.
“God, what are you doing to me,” I murmur. “I haven’t been able to concentrate all day.”
“And why might that be?” she asks with a sly smirk.
“I can’t get the images of your perfect body out of my head.” I pause briefly, leaning down so my mouth brushes against hers, her chest heaving. “While I was jerking off, I imagined what you’d taste like while my face is buried in your pretty pussy.” She gasps at my declaration. “Want to know something else? Seeing you with Jameson tonight made me jealous.”
She raises a brow, amused. “It did?”
“Hell, yes. Observing another man touch you after watching you come with my name on your lips was maddening.” My fingers graze her cheek before sliding down to cup her jaw. “Do you have any idea how much power you have over me, baby?” I murmur in her ear. “You occupy every corner of my mind, and I want to taste and know every inch of your body. Kissing you was just an appetizer, and I’m starving for more.” I nuzzle my nose into the crook of her neck, inhaling her delicious scent.
There’s no question that I’d be disappointed if she denied me, but I’d never push her into doing something she’s not ready for, even if it means living with a perpetual hard-on for the foreseeable future.
She leans in closer, tracing a finger down my chest. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about what happened during my shower this morning either.” She exhales deeply, a glint of challenge flashing in her eyes. “Why don’t you show me all the things you want to do to me, Brooks? Don’t make me wait any longer.”
Her words make me want to strip her bare in an instant, but her gaze holds me in place, making me want to slow down and relish every second of this.
The heat builds in my veins as I trace her collarbone and push her hair over her shoulder, revealing the soft curve of her neck. I place one hand on her waist and slowly turn her around before I use my other hand to drag down the zipper of her dress. When I’m finished, I ease one sleeve off her shoulder, then the other. Her dress falls to the ground. Lila steps out of it, and I suppress a groan when she turns back around to face me, giving me an unfiltered view of her revealing lace lingerie—a red-laced bra paired with a matching lace thong.
Hot damn.
“Did you wear this for me, pretty girl?”
Red is officially my favorite color.
She nods, her cheeks flushed. “Do you like it?”
“Like it? I fucking love it.” I slowly trace the cups of the bra, admiring the delicate lace against her fair skin.
Her eyes stay glued to mine as I lean forward to kiss the swells of her breasts and tug down the straps from her shoulders. With expert precision, I wind my hands around her and unclasp her bra. It flutters to the ground, giving me an unfiltered view of her rosy nipples. They’re begging for my attention, but I restrain myself for a little while longer.
Lila’s breath catches when I lift her into my arms and carry her to the bed. I gently lay her down in the middle and move back to take in the view.
“You’re a goddamn vision,” I growl.
I’m captivated by her hourglass figure and sinful curves. Her body is a work of art, and I have the privilege to experience it firsthand. I’m damned lucky she’s all mine.
At least for tonight.
There’s no telling what tomorrow might bring, so I plan to savor every precious moment I have with her—starting now.
I bend to kiss the valley between her full, round breasts, and she draws in a sharp breath when I flick one of her nipples with my tongue. The small, deep pink bud hardens at my touch, and I greedily wrap my mouth around it, biting down on the soft flesh as she mewls.
“You like that?” I murmur against her breast. “Thinking about what my tongue would feel like licking that pretty pussy of yours?”
“Oh, god, yes,” she cries out.
Lila puts her hands on my shoulders, her nails sinking into my bare flesh, and I welcome the pain. Her moans grow louder as I alternate between licking, biting, and sucking her sensitive breasts. She clings to me, and I fucking love every second.
With a light nudge to her hip, she lifts them up, allowing me to grab hold of the waistband of her thigh-high tights and tug them down. She lets out a sharp exhale when I trace her thighs with my fingers in lazy circles. I can smell the scent of her arousal, and when I get to her lace panties, I slowly drag them down her legs, one agonizing inch at a time. Lila keeps her hands on my shoulders, lifting one leg at a time so I can discard her clothes, tossing them to the floor. I place a tender kiss on her calf, glancing down to see her pussy already wet for me.
I shoot her a wicked grin as I swipe a finger along her seam. “Damn, baby, you’re soaked.” I drag my tongue along the column of her neck, peppering kisses across her collarbone.
Her gasp fills the room when I sink two fingers inside her tight heat, and she rocks into my hand seeking more friction.
“You’re a needy thing, aren’t you?”
She nods, biting her lip.
I thrust my fingers deeper inside, and she lets out a strangled cry. It’s the most sensual sound I’ve ever heard, making me want her—want this —even more, if that’s possible. Every second of waiting and longing has led to this moment, making our connection even more electric.
“Are you going to come on my hand?” I whisper, my heated gaze never leaving hers.
She clenches tighter around my hand. “Please don’t stop,” she breathes out.
“Not until you come for me.”
I can sense that she’s close to losing control, her body coiling tighter with each plunge of my fingers. I thrum her clit with my thumb, and within seconds, she shatters around my hand.
Her head falls back on the pillow as she lets out a strangled cry, plummeting off the precipice. She doesn’t stop riding my hand until I’ve wrung every drop of desire from her core.
Lila is wholly mesmerizing when she’s on the verge of release, but watching her come undone in pure bliss is beyond anything I imagined.
“Taste yourself.” I lift my fingers to her lips.
Her eyes grow dilated as her tongue darts out and she hums with satisfaction as she swirls it around the tips.
When she’s finished, I flash her a playful smile and bring my fingers to my mouth groaning as I suck them clean, relishing the taste of her on my tongue. “Delicious.”
“Brooks, I want you inside me,” she murmurs. “Now.”
I pause at her plea. Hell, I’d be lying if I said having sex with her hadn’t crossed my mind, but it isn’t on the agenda for tonight, or I would have come better prepared.
“I don’t have a condom.”
“I’m on the pill, and I’m clean,” she rushes out, her eyes aflame with lust.
“I haven’t been with anyone since I was tested months ago, and I always wear a condom.” Until now . “Are you sure you want this? Because once I’m inside you, I won’t be able to stop,” I say in warning.
She cups my jaw, grazing my cheek with her thumb. “Who says I want you to hold back?”
Her invitation has me off the bed in record time, stripping out of my clothes and leaving them in a haphazard pile on the floor.
Once I’m back on the bed hovering above Lila, I grab hold of my shaft and line myself up with her entrance. I run the tip of my dick along her seam in teasing strokes, coating myself with her wetness. Damn, I’m not even inside her yet and I’m already finding it hard to control myself. I push inside slowly, and her pussy clenches around me at the intrusion. She threads her fingers through my hair, tugging me closer as our intermingled groans fill the room.
“Oh my god,” she gasps when I pull out then push back in deeper.
I kiss her forehead. “Relax for me, baby. I’m not all the way in yet.”
She bites her lip, her expression clouded with uncertainty.
“Don’t worry, pretty girl—it’ll fit.”
After I smooth her hair away from her face, I move my hand to the nape of her neck and graze my thumb along her jaw. Tilting her chin up, I claim her mouth with mine, savoring her soft sighs.
I ease the rest of the way in, and once I’m fully seated, I pause to give her a moment to adjust. She’s still a little tense, so I massage her clit with my thumb, and within seconds she relaxes below me.
“You’re so goddamn tight,” I grit out, my voice strained.
“Move. I need you to move,” she pleads.
I intertwine our fingers, guiding her arms above her head, and begin moving in a steady rhythm. Lila meets me thrust for thrust, and I embrace the warmth as she welcomes me into her pussy. The very idea of saying goodbye to her leaves a hollow pit in my stomach, but I quickly shove it aside, determined to focus on the here and now with her splayed out to worship and cherish.
I brush my tongue against her lips before slipping it inside her mouth. She moans loudly as I pick up my pace and shift the angle of my cock to press against her G-spot.
“You feel so good,” Lila pants out, writhing beneath me, desperate for release.
“Are you going to come for me again?”
“Holy shit,” she cries. Her desire for me is magnetic, especially when she’s on the cusp of an electrifying orgasm. “Please, Brooks, I need you.”
Her unfiltered honesty stirs something deep inside as I pound into her without restraint. All rational thought is gone as the primal sound of skin slapping against skin resonates in the air. She flies higher into a state of euphoria, digging her fingernails into my palms. She looks up at me with her captivating blue eyes, filled with lust and silently begging me for more.
Unable to resist her a minute longer, I reach one hand down and pinch her clit, sending her into freefall. I roar as unfiltered pleasure surges through me at the beautiful sight of her falling apart before my eyes. I hold her tight as we ride out our orgasms together.
“Fuck, you’re so perfect, coming around my dick.” I nuzzle my nose into her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of peppermint.
I carefully pull out of her, not wanting to cause her pain, and I stifle another groan as I watch our mixed cum drip down her thigh.
What is this woman doing to me?
I lower myself beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist. She instinctively curls into me, resting her head on my chest. When she gives me a sated smile, I can’t resist running a hand through her hair, the strands falling through my fingers like silk.
“Sex with you is beyond anything I’ve imagined, but I’ve recently discovered I’m a big fan of cuddling with you too,” Lila says as she runs a hand along my stomach.
“Good thing we’re on the same page then,” I say with a smirk.
I guide her face toward mine and capture her mouth. Her swollen lips are soft against mine, and the kiss is tender. Her breath is warm against my face, and with my free hand, I trace the curve of her jaw, committing it to memory. Our kiss deepens as she slides her tongue inside my mouth, slow and unhurried.
“Don’t worry,” I murmur against her lips. “We have all night to explore each other. I intend to learn the rhythm of your body, and become familiar with your reaction to every touch, before the sun rises.”
“Brooks.” She places her hand firmly on my chest. “Promise me one thing. Can we wait to talk about what happens next until after the wedding?” She glances down at the bed. “Tonight is more than I could have ever asked for, and I don’t want to spoil it.”
Lila’s right. There’s no telling what tomorrow will bring. I’m supposed to go back to California after the wedding, but I can’t help to second-guess myself.
I look down at her, the tension wrung from her body, a thin sheen of sweat covering her breasts. My heart is still racing after what just felt like an out-of-body experience. Now that I’ve had sex with her once, I have every intention of doing it again if she’ll let me.
We’ve crossed the point of no return, and yet I wouldn’t change a thing. The only way forward is with Lila. The future is full of possibilities, and I can’t imagine facing it with anyone but her.
For now, I’m content having her in my arms, confident that when the time is right, I’ll tell her how much she means to me.
“Sure.” I press a kiss to her forehead. “Just know that we’re not stopping until we’re both boneless.”
She giggles. “Mmm, I like the sound of that.” She leans forward to kiss me again.
Lila’s radiant smile leaves me to wonder what it would be like to wake up to that sight every morning and go to bed with it every night. I’m willing to do anything to make that happen.