15. Chapter Fifteen
It’s been a rough few days.
Maybe it was the coward’s way out to call my boss the morning after my date with Autumn, asking him if he had any work for me, but Autumn makes me feel things I don’t know what to do with and the only thing I could think to do was to put some space between us.
Even though I was miles away, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about her and what she was doing. When I lay in bed at night, all I could wish for was Autumn to be laying next to me, her body entangled with mine.
When I pull up outside my house, there’s no sign of Autumn’s car in the driveway and I wonder where she is.
I pull my phone out and ask Autumn where she and Bethany are and I smile when she responds that she’s in town with Savanna.
Since I don’t know how long they are going to be out, I choose to take some time for myself and give Elijah a call. He answers on the third ring, pans clanking in the background. “Yo?”
“Hey, do you want to get drinks tonight?” I ask him.
He sighs. “I should probably get started on preparing food for tomorrow when I close the shop.”
I groan loudly. “Come on, man, when was the last time we went out?”
He’s silent for a few moments as if deep in thought, then he gives in. “Yeah, okay. I’m not staying out late though. I have a big day tomorrow.”
“No problem. I’ll meet you at the bar around eight.”
He hums in response just as crash sounds in the background, then a string of curses escape his lips. “Gotta go.” I don’t have time to respond before he’s hanging up on me, then I glance around the living room curiously.
It seems as though Autumn managed to get cleaning done, so I don’t even have to worry about doing that. I send another text to Autumn asking what time they’ll be home and when she says they’re staying in town to get dinner, I let her know my plans with Elijah. I make sure to tell her I won’t be home late and then decide to relax until it’s time to leave.
The bar is its usual crowded self when I walk through the front entrance, my eyes cutting across the string of people until they land on Elijah’s form tucked in the back corner. He’s already nursing a beer when I come to stop next to him, then I nod my head at the bartender to bring me my own bottle before sinking into the seat next to my best friend.
“You look cheery tonight,” I say with a chuckle.
He narrows his eyes at me and shakes his head, then chugs some of his beer. “That woman is fucking everywhere.”
I glance around the area, trying to figure out who the hell he is talking about, but come up empty. “Uh, who, man?”
Elijah nudges his head toward the large flat screen TV hanging over the bar and I watch as Mia Perkins is being photographed from a beach somewhere. “I can’t escape her,” he mutters, then takes another drink of his beer.
“You might want to slow down if you don’t want to get drunk.”
“Come on, man. We’ve talked about this before. Let it go.”
Elijah ignores my statement and slings the rest of his beer back, then shakes it at the bartender for another. Giggles to my right catch my attention, but I do my best not to react. One of the women clears her throat behind me, then a perfectly polished nail taps my shoulder and I turn around slowly with a frown. She’s a pretty woman, but her dark hair is nothing compared to Autumn’s bright mane.
“Easton Gentry, fancy seeing you here,” she purrs while fluttering her eyelashes. “Maybe we can take this party to the dance floor?”
As much as I’d love to be able to agree to it, there’s something holding me back and it happens to be my sister’s best friend. There’s not a single woman in this place that I want to be on that dance floor with besides Autumn.
I shake my head and frown. “Not interested, sorry.”
She pokes her bottom lip out, then she and her friend scurry over to another group of guys who are more willing to give them what they want. Elijah clears his throat behind me and smirks. “Looked like you were considering it for a second.”
“Not at all.”
“How’re things going with Autumn?” Elijah suddenly asks.
When I look at him, he’s got an eyebrow raised as if daring me to lie to him, and I narrow my eyes. “Fine.”
“Just fine?”
If you count how the memory of her skin against mine is constantly drifting through my mind, leaving me desperate for her, then, yes, fine. I’m not about to say that to Elijah though, so I just nod and take a long sip of my beer. “Yep.”
My phone pings with a text from Autumn, letting me know that she and Bethany just got back home, and I slam my beer down on the counter before throwing a few bills next to it. “I’ve gotta head out, thanks for the company.”
Elijah’s mouth opens in shock, then he shakes his head and mumbles something under his breath as I walk away from him.
I’ve been craving the sound of Autumn’s moans for days now and there’s no way I’m not going to hear them tonight.
It’s quiet when I push the front door open, but the soft melodies soon make themselves known as I get further into the house. There’s music coming from Autumn’s room and I lean against the door, trying to hear her angelic voice through the hard wood.
After a few minutes of listening, I finally knock loudly on the door and she pulls it open with her lips parted. Her eyes fall over my frame, taking in every inch of me, and I’ve never felt so damn alive under someone’s gaze. There’s something about the heat that swirls in her blue eyes that has me taking a tentative step toward her.
She takes a small step back and frowns. “Easton, what are you doing?”
“You’re driving me insane, Red.” I take another step toward her and shake my head. “I’ve done nothing but think about you since I left and it’s infuriating.”
“So then stop thinking about me,” she says.
“That’s the thing, Autumn, I can’t stop.” When her back hits against the wall, I run my knuckles down the slope of her neck with a smirk. “And I don’t want to. Where’s Bethany?”
“She’s asleep.”
That’s all I need to hear before I slam my lips to hers while bringing her hands high above her head and push my tongue between her parted lips. This kiss is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. There’s an intensity to it, like if I don’t keep brushing our lips together I’ll die from lack of oxygen.
I slowly release her hands, then bring my fingers to the column of her throat and squeeze gently. The whimper that slips from her lips nearly sends me over the edge and I use the momentum to grip her ass, lifting her until she’s got her legs wrapped around my waist and I walk us to her bed.
Our lips don’t part as I lay her down, shoving the large blanket away from us, and I take the moment to pull away from her. She’s wearing a thin tank top that shows her pebbled nipples, so I lean down and take one between my teeth. Her back arches into me as she shifts her hips every which way in search of a release.
My dick is hard beneath the fabric of my pants begging to be released, but I’m taking my time.
Autumn watches me as I kiss down the length of her body and grip the waistband of her shorts and pull them down slowly. Her eyes dilate at the sight and it only makes me that much more feral for her. How could I have put this off for so long? There’s nothing in the world like this.
“I’ve been craving another taste of you, Red.”
She doesn’t say anything, but nods when I push her thighs apart. I slide my finger over the fabric of her panties which are damp from her arousal, and I roll my eyes into the back of my head. In one swift movement I’ve got her panties ripped in half, shedding them from her body, and she gasps at the action.
Her pussy is practically begging for me and I oblige by flicking my tongue over her clit, basking in the way her legs tremble as I do. I groan against her sweet juices, sucking on her clit and devouring every last drop of her arousal as I can, while also teasing her entrance with a thick digit.
When she moans, I look up at her with a smirk. “You want more, Red?”
“Yes,” she whimpers softly.
Her walls clench around my finger as I slowly sink it into her and I hum in approval. “Fuck, you’re so perfect.”
Autumn shifts her hips into me and I flick my tongue vigorously over her clit.
This is going to be a night to remember.