Chapter Ten
Brooks
I”m almost back to the tattoo shop with a sleeping Wren in my arms when I realize I don”t have her keys. In my hasty caveman act of tossing her over my shoulder to get her away from all those assholes ogling her, I left without letting her grab any of her stuff. I suppose I could text Meadow and ask her to bring me her keys, but the night air is chilly, and I”d rather be relaxing after a long day, so I head up to my apartment.
Wren barely even notices as I shuffle her in my arms so that I can dig my keys out of my pocket. If anything, she nuzzles her head into my neck and inhales deeply, making my cock stiffen in my jeans even more. I don”t know how much she drank before I showed up, but my girl”s inhibitions seem to be way down tonight. I don”t think she”d be so soft and relaxed with me right now without the liquid encouragement.
In my apartment, I debate where I should lay Wren down. The couch is comfortable, but depending on how much she drank, the bedroom is closer to the bathroom if she gets sick. It”s also easier to block out the light in there since I still haven”t figured out how to hang curtains with the massive arched windows in the living room.
I pull down the covers and gently lay Wren down in my bed. Seeing her a little rumpled and curled up on my pillow has my heart racing in my chest.
How many times have I dreamt of having her right here? Well, less clothes were involved in most of those dreams, but I can”t believe I have her here now.
Wanting her to be more comfortable, I gently remove her shoes and place them by the bed.
Wren stirs, before blinking lazily up at me. I”ve never seen a more beautiful woman.
”Hey, McSexy.”
”Hi, beautiful.” I smile down at her, running my knuckles across her cheek. I can”t not touch her when she”s smiling at me like that.
”Where are we?” She slowly looks around my bedroom.
Suddenly, I”m nervous about what she might see. I”m not messy in the least, but I also haven”t done much to make this place feel like home. I”ve been too focused on the bookstore.
My hand tugs on the back of my neck as my nerves set in, I wonder if she”ll be upset that I brought her here after acting like a complete neanderthal.
Before she can ask anything else, I dive right in as I avoid making eye contact with her. ”My apartment. I didn”t really think it through when I scooped you off the bar and headed for the door.”
Hearing Wren giggle, I whip my head up and take her in. She”s always beautiful, but right now, she”s fucking stunning. She”s relaxed and happy and that does things to not only my dick, but my heart.
I can”t fight my smirk as I stare at her.
”What”s so funny, little minx?”
”Um, you and Axle acting like cavemen. I mean, I expect it from him, but I never thought I”d see the professor”s feathers rumpled enough to have him throw me over his shoulder and take me away to his cave.”
I narrow my eyes at her, which just makes her giggle more.
”So, are you keeping me hostage all night?” Wren teases as she makes herself more comfortable in my bed.
It takes all my strength to not readjust my dick, but I don”t want to draw attention to the fact that she”s got me so hard I could probably pound nails right now.
”Not necessarily, but neither of us have your keys, so I figured you wouldn”t mind that I brought you to my lair.” I tease making her giggle more.
”Well, in that case, why don”t you come to bed?” Her eyes darken as she pats the bed beside her.
”I will in a minute. I just need to go shut off the lights, then I”ll be in.”
I make my way over to my dresser and grab out some sleep pants before heading to the door. Wren is watching me with a sleepy smile on her face. I wouldn”t be surprised if she passes out before I got back.
In the living room, I double-check that I locked the door, then head into the kitchen to grab some Ibuprofen and a glass of water for Wren. Once in the bathroom, I get myself ready for bed, then return to my room to my little minx.
I stop in my tracks when I see her shirt and shorts on the floor. Her raven hair is spread out on my pillow, her hands are tucked under her cheek, and she”s sleeping peacefully.
I want to let her sleep, but I also don”t want her to be hungover tomorrow, so I quietly kneel down beside her. Brushing her hair off her face, I can”t help but lean down and kiss her full lips.
She gasps as her eyes open, making me pull back. Wren”s hand comes up and caresses my jaw. It takes everything in me not to devour her right her and now, but I will never cross that line when I know she”s been drinking.
”Can you sit up for me and take these?” I hold out the Ibuprofen for her to see.
She nods and pushes herself up into a sitting position. The blanket that was tucked below her chin slides down to her waist, exposing more ink and her gorgeous porcelain skin. A violet lace bra covers her breasts, showing her straining pierced nipples that I want to bite.
I groan as I hand her the medicine and the glass of water. As soon as she takes them from my hands, my head falls to the mattress as I rein in my dick that wants nothing more than to finally claim my little minx.
I take a slow, shuddering breath as Wren”s fingers run through my hair. She fists it before pulling, so that I”m now looking her in the eyes. She”s nibbling her lip, and I don”t know how much more temptation I can handle.
”Thank you for taking such good care of me, McSexy,” Wren says sweetly before leaning in and devouring me.
The kiss is hot and messy as we both fight for dominance. Wren lays back in the bed and pulls me down on top of her. Her nails rake down my bare back as I thrust into her center, making her mewl.
With strength I didn”t know I possessed, I pull back from Wren.
”Little minx, you”re going to fucking kill me. As much as I want to strip you bare, it”s not happening tonight, love. You”ve been drinking, and I could never cross that line.”
Wren”s bottom lip juts out in the most adorable pout as she gives me sad puppy dog eyes. I can”t help but laugh, which quickly has her joining in.
”Fine. But let me just say, you”re totally going to regret that decision.”
”I”ll regret not being able to slide in your hot center, but I”ll never regret waiting to do it until I know you”re sober and fully on board.”
Wren pushes me off her, making me stumble back until I”m standing by the bed. Still pouting, she snags my pillow and covers her face before rolling away from me. I hear her groan and grumble, I and can”t hold back my amusement at her theatrics. Drunk Wren is pretty fucking entertaining.
I shut off the light, head to the opposite side of the bed, and slide in under the covers. Gently, I pull the pillow off of Wren”s face and can”t help but to laugh when I see she”s already passed out. Tucking some of her hair behind her ear, I lean down and kiss her plump lips.
Falling asleep with this raging hard-on is going to be damn near impossible, but I wouldn”t change how this night turned out.
I wrap my arm around Wren”s waist, pulling her across the bed and into my chest. Having her pressed up against me is the sweetest torture, but my eyes drift close as sleep takes me under.
Groaning, I fight waking up from the sexiest fucking dream of Wren naked, sprawled out beneath me in my bed. It isn”t until my brain registers the sweetest giggle that my eyes fly open.
Wren is on her knees between my legs, licking my stiff cock as if it is a lollipop.
For a minute, I wonder where the hell my boxers and sleep pants went but realize I must”ve kicked them off in the middle of the night. I don”t usually sleep with clothes on, but having Wren in my bed was too much of a temptation to go commando last night.
Sleeping with Wren was like using a heated blanket. She curled herself around me or slept half on top of me throughout the night, making me impossibly hot and hard all night long. But I”ll never complain about that if this is how I wake up when she sleeps with me.
”Little minx…”I grumble out.
She wraps her red lips around my tip and sucks me into the back of her throat. Wrapping my hands in her hair, I guide her mouth over my length as I carefully thrust up into her warm, wet mouth. She hums her approval, then grabs onto my hand in her hair, pulling it tighter as she pushes herself further down my length.
Fuck, my little minx likes it rough, and I”ll be damned if I am going to deny her anything she wants right now.
I”m so focused on Wren working my aching dick over that I don”t notice her hand between her legs—until she pauses as a moan escapes her lips.
I reach my hand down and pull hers out of the way.
”Naughty. That pussy is mine. If you need any relief, you tell me. That”s my job now. You understand?” I pull her hair hard, making her pop off my cock as our eyes lock.
She”s defiant, and I”m waiting to see if she”s going to behave, or if we”re going to have even more fun.
She surprises me by biting her lip and nodding.
”Good girl. Do you want my fingers, tongue, or cock helping that ache you”re feeling right now?”
”Fuck, why is that so hot?” She pants out as I wait for her answer.
I reach my hand between her legs and slap her cunt, making her yelp as need trembles through her body.
”Answer me, little minx. Mouth, tongue, or cock?”
”Mouth, but I wasn”t done with you.” She pouts making a chuckle tumble from my lips.
”Fucking right, you weren”t done with me.” I pick her up and flip her so that her thighs are straddling my face as she faces towards my dick. Reaching my arms up, I shove her back down so that her face lands in my groin. ”Suck.”
Wren sucks me to the back of her throat as her core grinds down on my face. Grabbing her lace thong on the sides, I pull until they tear away from her hot center.
Wren whimpers as my lips finally get their fill of her dripping pussy. I lick up all of her mess and slide my tongue through her folds, from her ass to her clit.
I swirl my tongue around her clit in slow sweeps, then speed up, flicking it fast. I”m trying to take cues from her on what feels good, but her lips around my cock are distracting as fuck.
The way my girl is grinding down on my face faster lets me know she”s getting close. I focus all of my attention on her clit as I slide two fingers into her hot center. Her walls flutter as I pulse my tongue to the same speed I”m finger-fucking her with.
I”m trying so fucking hard not to thrust my hips into her mouth and spill my load down her throat, but if she keeps flicking the underside of my dick while twisting her hand around it, there”s no holding my release back.
Just when I can”t take it another second, Wren”s walls clamp around my finger and her release fills my mouth. She moans around my length sending me over the edge too. I come so fucking hard, I swear I see stars.
Wren is still rocking back and forth on my face as she whimpers and swallows my cum down. Finally spent, I tap her ass, pull her off of me, and spin her around so I can tuck her into my arm.
We”re both breathing hard as we come the rest of the way down and catch our breaths.
I lean down and press my lips to her forehead.
”Fuck, little minx. You”re incredible.”
”Right back at ya, McSexy. I hope we don”t have to get up anytime soon because I don”t think my legs are going to work for at least an hour.”
”Since it”s the weekend, the construction guys aren”t here, and the shop isn”t opened yet—as you know—so my day is free. I do need to do some work down there eventually, but it can wait. What about you? What does your schedule look like today?”
”My first client appointment isn”t until this afternoon, and I think Daphne was going to hang out in case we had walk-ins.”
”Well, then it looks like there”s no reason to get out of this bed. Unless you want to go get a shower?”
Wren nuzzles into my neck as she throws her leg over my hip. I have a feeling there”s no way she”s getting out of this bed anytime soon.
I run my fingers up and down her back, making her hum before her breaths even out and she”s fast asleep.
I spend the next hour or so holding Wren in my arms, more content than I”ve been in years.
I”m glad she woke up with her walls down and open to spending time with me. Now, I just need to figure out where her heads at with everything. If you would”ve asked me a couple months ago if I would be the person bringing up the relationship conversation, I would”ve laughed in your face. But I didn”t know my little minx then.
I don”t end up falling asleep with Wren, but I do hold her while she rests. Snagging my phone off the nightstand, I do some never-ending research into popular books I can potentially stock in the shop. I have a huge romance selection started, and also a large amount of thriller, mystery, and horror books.
I”m researching popular children”s books when Wren finally stirs.
”Hey, sleepyhead.” I lean down and peck Wren on the corner of her mouth making her smile. ”How do you feel about going to the diner for some greasy food and caffeine?”
”Mmm, it sounds like you”re speaking my love language. Can we shower first?”
”Of course. Do you want to shower here, or I can grab some clothes and we can head over to your place to shower?”
”Um, I figured I”d shower at my place while you shower here.”
”Well, why the hell would I do that when it means I”d miss out on seeing your gorgeous, naked body?”
Wren bites her lip as her eyes heat. Whether my girl wants to admit it or not, she loves the idea of us showering together.
Taking the decision out of her hands, I jump out of bed. I grab my bag from my closet and stuff some clothes into it before grabbing a few things from the bathroom.
When I come back into the room, Wren is out of the bed, and sliding her cut-offs over her bare pussy. She looks over her shoulder and winks, knowing exactly what she does to me.
”Come one, little minx, before I strip those clothes off and toss you back on that bed to have my wicked way with you.”
”That sounds wonderful, but I really need a shower.” Wren smiles mischievously, probably planning all the dirty things she can do to me in the shower. As she walks past, she trails her fingers across my abs.
I smack her ass, making her yelp. Wren takes off, sprinting towards the front door and flying down the stairs. I”m not far behind her as we both laugh at her crazy shenanigans.
I lose sight of her for a minute but hear the back door that leads out to the alley bang shut.
I follow her out, locking up behind me. When I make it into the shop, I see the break room door open. Before I can step through, Wren is walking back out, her purse slung over her shoulder and her phone in hand.
She”s laughing as she scrolls through her phone, making me curious as hell to see what she”s looking at.
”What”s so funny?”
Wren startles at my voice. When her eyes meet mine, she”s smirking.
”Oh, just reading through the girls” text messages. Guys think they”re vulgar, but they”ve got nothing on the minds of women.”
Now, I”m even more curious what they”re talking about. I”m sure the girls she”s referring to are the Wilson sisters and Meadow and Daphne. I can almost guarantee their teasing her.
I quirk my eyebrow, waiting to see if she”ll elaborate, but she just smiles at me. Leaning up, she kisses the corner of my lips before snagging my hand to pull me up to her apartment.
Wren lets us in and heads straight down the hall to where her room is.
I pause in the living room and it in. Everything is dark grays and monotone shades, with the exception of the art, I”m assuming is hers, which adds bright pops of color that shines through the sheer curtains.
”You coming, McSexy?”
When I make it to the bathroom, Wren is already naked and reaching into the shower to test the temperature. I lean against the doorframe, with my foot crossed over my ankle and my arms crossed on my chest, just taking her in.
When she catches me staring, she bites her lip and slowly slides her hands over her stomach.
”Wren, you need to stop looking at me like that, or we”re never going to make it to brunch.”
Wren smiles as she saunters over to me.
”I”m okay if we”re a little late.” She slides her hands under my shirt, pushing it up my chest.
I reach behind my head and tug it off the rest of the way as her hands trail down my stomach to my sweats. Just as she slides them down, along with my boxers, her stomach lets out a loud grumble instantly breaking our tension.
”You might be okay to way, but your stomach isn”t. Come on, little minx. In you go.”
I kick my pants and boxers off my feet then grab Wren”s hips and scoop her up. I get in the shower and slide her down my front. As much as I want to bury my raging hard-on in her hot heat, I use all my restraint not to. Instead, I tilt Wren”s head back and get her hair wet, taking my time washing and conditioning it.
Her hands run all over my body, and more than once, I have to swat them away from my dick. I don”t know why it”s so important right now, but my need to take care of Wren far outweighs my desire to get off. I have a feeling it”s been a long time since she has let anyone take care of her, and I”m not going to take this gift for granted. Even though her pout is fucking adorable.
I make sure to thoroughly scrub every inch of her skin before quickly cleaning myself off. Wren”s head rests on my chest as I wash the soap out of my hair. My cock throbs between us, but having her wrapped around me makes the fact that he”s going to be left disappointed so much easier to bear.
Finishing up our shower, we both dry off and get dressed.
Wren is stunning. I find myself leaning against the doorframe again as I watch her get ready for the day. She”s got on a pair of black, skin-tight ripped jeans that hug her in all the right places, showing off her amazing curves. She paired the jeans with an old band tee that”s cut and shows off her porcelain stomach.
I”m mesmerized as I watch her artfully put on her makeup. She doesn”t need it, in my opinion, but she looks sexy as hell when she”s done with it. She weaved her hair into some intricate braids on the sides and curled the rest that she left down. Knowing her a little better, I”m starting to realize, that to some extent, her makeup and hair are her armor.
As Wren tidies up the bathroom, I wonder if she”s always this clean or if it”s for my benefit.
Before I can ask, she distracts me with one of her genuine smiles that she only shows to those she”s close with.
”Ready to go, McSexy?”
”Absolutely.”
I get my shoes on as Wren does the same, then follow her down the stairs. The realization that I”d follow her anywhere she wants to go slams into me, but instead of it terrifying me, I bask in the comfort it brings me.