30. Brodie
I’d had the hardest time keeping this secret, but I also didn’t want to get into the details with Aubrey and Clint before I was more certain I could make it happen. I planned to tell them regardless, but the delivery, not getting hopes up, mattered.
Besides, it had been fun to know something they didn’t.
I needed Aubrey’s help with next steps though, and I knew I could move forward, so I was going to tell her on the way home.
After dragging things out just a few more minutes.
When we hit the freeway, Aubrey held up her index finger, then dropped her hand into her lap. “We’re going back to Haddarville. A different way than Clint is going.’
“We are.”
“And you’re going to tell me this big secret along the way?”
“Maybe.”
Aubrey huffed. “This secret had better be worth the build-up.”
“It is.” I was almost certain of it.
“And maybe is a pretty vague answer.”
It was. And I was itching to tell her. Maddox put me in touch with the group that owns that abandoned warehouse?—
“If you don’t tell me, I can tease too.” Aubrey spoke before I could.
Intriguing. “You have a secret?”
“No. But I did have an absolutely filthy dream last night, and when I woke up this morning, you were already gone, and there wasn’t time to take care of things myself, even though I was super horny.”
Not the turn I expected. Not that I was complaining. “And if I don’t tell you my secret you’ll… still be horny?”
“I won’t. That’s my threat. You drive and keep your secrets, and I’ll sit over here and scratch the itch the dream left behind.” Aubrey’s voice had shifted toward sultry. “You ever have a dream like that? Where the sex is so good, so real, that when you wake up you can still feel it?”
I glanced at her, but needed to keep most of my attention on the road, despite the roaring in my head at her words. “I have.”
“What do you do when you wake up?”
“Jerk off.” My skin was heating. Partly because the sun was high in the sky and bright, but mostly because she was making my pulse race.
“Exactly.” Aubrey slid her hands up her chest, over her top. “If the feeling lingers, you lay in bed and it still buzzes on your skin.” Her voice was satin; sultry and tempting.
This was the same tone she used when our conversations grew heated online. The same silky sounds she made when she was turned on. When we were having sex.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could tell she was unbuttoning her top. In the bright sun, with traffic all around us. I tried to keep my focus on the road, but another glance revealed that the white lace of her bra was exposed.
“I thought maybe that feeling would fade as the day went on.” Aubrey sounded deceptively conversational, but still seductive. “That need lingered, though. And I just… I’ve gotta scratch that itch.” She drew out the last few words as she kneaded her breasts.
I was hard listening to her, and grateful traffic was light. “You’ve got to do that now?”
“If it means I get to tease you for keeping secrets, yes.”
I was going to tell you. The words died in my throat. This was far more entertaining. “Too bad there’s no way around that.”
“Too bad.” She squirmed in her seat, and a moment later, she set her panties on my knee. “Hold these?”
“If you’re putting on a show, I can’t see. I’m driving.” It didn’t matter. I could imagine, and that was almost as bad.
Aubrey’s sigh was melodramatic. “That’s okay. I have practice telling you. For example, with all these people around, what if someone sees me?”
“What if, indeed.”
“Why does that make me so wet?” She was as playful as she was sultry.
Fuck it. I could drive one-handed. I slipped a hand over her thigh, pushing up her skirt in the process, and brushed between her legs, along her slick pussy. Fuck, she felt good.
She let my touch linger for a moment, then clucked, and pulled my hand away. “No touching. You’re driving.” She licked my fingers clean and gave me back my hand.
I was so hard, I might bust a hole in my pants.
“I’ll just take care of myself.” Aubrey sighed again. “Tease my fingers along my puss. Slip them into me.” She let out a tiny gasp that had to be penetration. “Maybe linger a little while, to draw the moment out.” Her voice was breathy.
Fuck this. I jerked the car toward the upcoming exit, and down the off-ramp as fast as was safe. We were in the middle of nowhere, and it was easy to park on the other side of the overpass, out of sight of anyone. I shut off the engine and turned to Aubrey.
She squealed in surprise when I cupped her face between my hands and kissed her hard. “You can’t do that, Peach.” I let the threat roll into my reply.
“But I did do it.”
“Makes. Driving. Hard.” I punctuated each word with a kiss.
“That’s the point.” She showed no remorse.
Still devouring her mouth, I slid one hand to the back of her neck, to hold her captive. The other hand dropped between her legs, easily zeroing in on her heated core. I slipped my fingers inside her easily, dining on her soft gasp as much as her taste.
I fucked her for a few minutes with my fingers, until she was panting against my lips and grinding into my hand. When I slipped up to her clit, to circle and tease, her groans became punctuated and hard. Fast. Stuttered. Until she came hard, her scream echoing in the car and sounding incredible.
At the height of her climax, I slipped my touch in her again, to feel her clench around me. As she slowed to a stop, I lingered inside. “Unzip my slacks.”
Aubrey’s defiance was gone, replaced with a flushed, playful expression. She did as ordered.
“Take out my cock,” I said.
She licked her lips, and wrapped warm fingers around my shaft. Her touch on my hot skin made me jerk against her palm.
I withdrew my fingers from her, and wrapped my slick grip around my cock. A groan tore from my throat, as I stroked myself with her juices.
Aubrey twisted in her seat to kneel, and with her ass in the air, she wrapped her mouth around my cock. She sucked and licked, both my dick and my hand, while I jerked.
This felt so good. So fun. So right. The pleasure built in me quickly, and I came hard, spilling down her throat.
As she was licking me clean, I reached between her legs again.
Aubrey gasped against my softening erection when I found her still-swollen clit. She whimpered and squirmed against my touch, and I pressed in harder. She slipped quickly into panting, and pulled half-upright, so I could see the stunning expressions flash across her face.
She lingered on the edge of orgasm longer this time, hovering, biting her lip, making the most delicious noises. When she came, she dug her fingers into my arm and pulled my touch away from her as she gasped in pleasure.
There was no sound in the car except us trying to catch our breath. Traffic raced above our heads, and sunshine lit up the gold in her hair. She was so beautiful, kneeling next to me, breasts barely restrained and skirt hiding a bare ass.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I didn’t realize I’d said that out loud until her blush grew deeper pink.
I pulled a few stray napkins from the glove compartment—I’d have to clean the entire rental out soon, but that thought could wait—and I cleaned her up as best as I could.
Aubrey dropped into her seat with a happy sight, and silence settled in again.
“Have you learned your lesson?” she asked.
“Yes? I was going to tell you anyway.”
She pouted. “And you let me go through all that?”
I didn’t suspect she was actually upset. “You’d rather I stopped you before we got to the orgasms?”
“Absolutely not.” She grinned.
I twisted in my seat to kiss her again. “Fuck, I love you.”
“Says the man I just sucked off.”
I pressed my forehead to hers. “I love you regardless. I fell for Peach before I had any idea you were Aubrey, and I loved you even more after I realized who you were.”
“I love you too,” she said. “For so many reasons. Especially because you gave me the time to figure it out. I love you even without the orgasms.”
“But the orgasms don’t hurt.”
She pulled away enough to fix me with a wicked grin. “Sometimes they do, but only if you do it right.”
I chuckled. “Do you want to know my big secret?”
“You know I do.”
“I bought the building.” It was nice to finally say it. “The abandoned factory at the edge of town. That’s where we’re going to meet Clint tonight.”
Aubrey looked stunned. “You bought a building in two weeks?”
“The owners were motivated to sell, and I paid cash. There wasn’t much motivation. I was hoping this afternoon, you and I could talk about a few clothing ideas I have.”
“Really?” Her grin was broad and bright. “Yeah. Of course. Yes.”
As we finished the drive to Haddarville, I explained some more about the kind of designs I was looking for, and she mused out loud. When we reached town, we grabbed a table at the back of Kingu Kafe and kept talking and brainstorming. I had an idea of what I wanted to create when it came to basic requirements, but I needed her to make it functional and fashionable.
As the sun sank lower in the sky, she and I drove over to the warehouse and I sent Clint a message asking him to meet us there. He promised to be there as soon as he dropped Dee off at her friend’s for the night.
I’d already had an inspector in here. I knew what was structurally sound and what would need to go. I pointed some of that out to Aubrey, but I wanted to share the rest when they were both here.
When Clint arrived, I gave him the good news, and he looked as excited as Aubrey had. “That’s amazing. To make your new fabric?”
“Our new fabric.” It was as much his design as mine. “And I want to do this differently than last time. I don’t want to build the kind of empire I did before. I need to keep control, target the clothing to kids, and make sure those who don’t have a budget for high end medical monitoring equipment can still use what we make. Here’s the catch.” I had a good idea what Clint’s answer would be, but I was still nervous about asking.
Clint waved his hand, urging me to keep talking.
“I need someone who’s better at peopling than I am, to be our face. To handle negotiations. And it would help if that person understood the product,” I said.
Clint’s smile grew. “You mean me.”
“You said you’d do it if you had the chance. This is your chance, will you?”
“What about my job?”
That wasn’t the answer I expected. “You don’t give it up. This isn’t full time, but I do need you.”
“My answer is yes,” Clint said. “I can’t believe you pulled this off. Or rather, I can, because if anyone could it’s you, but… wow. You’re really going to start over. With this new, amazing thing.”
“I am. And with both of you.” I loved saying that. “You both inspired me. You both helped me get here.” I sighed happily. “I’ve been lost for a long time, even before I was let go from my company. The two of you… I found me because of your help. I love you, Clint. For so long.” That was the first time I’d said that to him and it felt good. “I had to leave to figure that out, but I’m glad I came back.”
Clint kissed me. “I love you too. I’m glad you’re back too.” His kisses increased in intensity. “I don’t have pretty words for it, but I love you desperately and completely. As much as I do Aubrey, but in a different way.”
I knew what he meant. And that this was the next step for all of us in an incredible life. I was happier than words could say that I got to do this with Clint and Aubrey. I never would have imagined this was possible, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.