Chapter 16 #2
“You don’t have to sleep on the floor, you know,” she says. “I’m not that much of an asshole.”
“Um.” I swallow again, willing my dick to cooperate. Please, dude. Take it easy. “Uh—I’m not really tired yet.”
Autumn’s quiet a moment. Then she says, “I need you in here.”
In here?! Good god. She’s literally trying to kill me.
But I don’t argue. I don’t say anything at all, just switch off the lights and head over to the bed.
Keeping my sweats on—because I do not need that temptation—I sink down onto the bed and lie down next to her.
She turns toward me, so we’re lying there facing each other.
She looks so delicate, nestled in the sheets of my bed—technically her bed?
—with the moonlight streaming in through the window and her auburn hair falling gently across the pillow.
“Thanks,” she says. There’s a tiny smile on her mouth, and I’m trying hard not to think about what her kiss felt like last night.
“For what?”
She shrugs. “For taking me seriously. Letting me stay.”
I match her smile. “I mean… you do own the place.”
“True. But you know what I mean. I was really freaked out.”
“I could tell.”
She’s quiet again, and I can tell she’s thinking. “Do you really think I’m a grandma?”
“Ha. No.” I grin. And then, against my better judgment, I say, “I think you’re hot as fuck.”
Autumn stares at me. She looks kind of shocked, like she had no clue until this moment that I’ve always wanted to bang the shit out of her. I have to try not to laugh.
“Zeke…” She draws my name out—like she’s a bungee jumper trying to get up the courage to take the leap.
“Yeah?”
“Do you think… Do you think we could pick up where we left off last night?” Her eyes are wide and shining as she gazes at me from where her head is perched on the pillow. “But like, just you and me this time?”
And just like that—before she’s even finished the sentence—my dick’s like fucking concrete. I swear to god that thing is sentient.
I draw in a shaky, nervous breath, hoping she can’t hear it. But I want to make sure it’s what she wants. I don’t want her to regret it once the rain stops and her house is light and airy, and she goes back to her fashion show and her job and her adult-ass friends and her normal, stable life.
I hold her gaze. “Really? You sure?”
Autumn nods. “Yeah. It’s… been a long time since—well, since I got laid. And last night kind of… I don’t know, woke me up.”
I laugh. “Oh, you came to the right place, hot stuff.”
“I better have.”
“Oh-ho,” I say, raising up on one elbow so I’m looking down at her.
“She’s mouthy. I like it.” I stop. I’m about two seconds from tearing that thong off with my teeth, but I want to hear Autumn say outright that she wants it.
“I’m happy to help, babe, but I need you to say it. Tell me what you want from me.”
She looks straight at me, her eyes glinting in the moonlight. “I want you to fucking ruin me.”
“Ruin you, huh?” I grin. “I think we can manage that. Ruining’s what I do best.”
Autumn bites her lip, suddenly shy. “You’re clean, right?”
I nod, grinning. “Yep. I know it’s hard to believe, but I don’t play around with that.”
She laughs softly, her cheeks still pink. “Good. Me, too.”
And that’s all it takes.
Without another word, I rip the sheets off her, flip her over on the bed. Her face is in the mattress, and I gather up her hair in one hand, tugging slightly while my other hand travels down the curve of her lower back, caressing her ass. Her skin is soft and smooth beneath my palm.
“You are the sexiest fucking thing,” I murmur. “I’ve been wanting to bite this ass since I first saw you walk into Brewed Awakening last year.”
She turns her head to the side, peers back at me. “So bite it.”
I laugh softly. “Not yet, babe. I’m taking my time.”
I give her ass a squeeze, slipping my other hand around her front to guide her up to hands and knees. The way her ass cheeks spread as she kneels, with the string of her thong running between them, is enough to make me crazy.
And the tattoo. It’s a fierce little dragon, with flames encircling it. I run my fingers gently across it, and I feel Autumn flinch beneath my touch.
“Ignore that,” she says. “I was seventeen and drunk. It’s stupid.”
“It’s goddamn hot is what it is.”
Autumn makes a noise that tells me she wants me to move on, so I do. I groan, gathering her hair in my free hand again and yanking it suddenly so her head jerks back. A slight whimper escapes her throat, but the look she gives me out the corner of her eye is pure desire. She’s loving it.
I’m on my knees behind her, pulling her ass into my groin.
I’ve still got my sweats and boxers on, but there’s no way she doesn’t feel how rock-hard I am.
Reaching around her middle, I run my hands up her stomach, up her breasts, guiding her upper body up toward me.
Both of us now kneeling on the bed, I cradle her bare back against my chest, one hand moving to stroke her throat.
“How long has it been?” I murmur into her ear, giving the lobe a playful nip.
Autumn shudders beneath my touch. “Two years.”
“Two fucking years,” I breathe. “We’d better make this worth it.”
“So far, so good.”
I chuckle—because I don’t need her to tell me that. I know what I’m doing, and she’s basically a puddle right now.
Moving my lips to Autumn’s neck, I slide her bra straps down her shoulders, slipping one hand inside her bra to caress her boobs while the other hand expertly undoes the bra clasp.
Autumn shrugs out of the bra, melting against me.
Her breaths are heavy as I roll one nipple and then the other between my fingers.
“These tits,” I say, giving one a squeeze. “Fuck, Autumn. I’ve literally never seen better tits.”
She gives a quiet, breathless laugh. “I bet you’ve seen a lot.”
“Not wrong. But I’m not thinking about those. I’m thinking about yours.”
“Mm.” She grinds her ass against me, and I guide her head around to bring my mouth to hers.
I suck her bottom lip, then her tongue, letting my hands roam her body.
My fingers dip beneath the front of her thong, and I feel her stomach tighten in response.
She is one hundred percent turned on right now, and so am I.
Breaking the kiss, I push her back down toward the bed.
I grab her hips and hike her ass up toward me, squeezing both cheeks in my hands.
Then, giving the waistband of her thong a good snap, I slide it down around her hips and over her thighs.
I bend down behind her, pulling her ass up even closer to me and spreading her cheeks so her pussy’s on display.
“Fucking hell,” I breathe, bending closer to her. I run my tongue along her outer pussy lips, feeling her shiver. “You’re gorgeous.”
Autumn only whimpers in response, and I take that as my cue.
Lying down on my back, I position my face beneath her, pull her closer to my mouth.
As I suck gently on the folds of her pussy, I’m intoxicated by her taste.
She’s so fucking wet, so fucking warm. Even more delicious than I thought she’d be.
My tongue circles her entrance, flicking lightly over her clit, and Autumn moans above me. When I finally slide my tongue inside her, she shudders, her hips shaking.
“You like it,” I say against her cunt. It’s a statement, not a question.
“I fucking love it,” Autumn moans, her voice raspy.
“Good,” I say, kneading her ass with my fingers as I fuck up into her with my tongue. Autumn’s hips are rocking against my face like she can’t get enough, and I continue my work, alternating my tongue fucking with hard sucks to her clit.
“Fuck,” Autumn breathes. Her voice is tight, and I can tell she’s close. “Zeke. That’s—”
“Enough,” I say, giving her ass a hard slap. I slide out from under her, come back up to my knees. My mouth is wet with her sweetness, and I lick my lips as she lifts her head from the mattress to look back at me. Her eyes are desperate with need.
“Zeke,” she breathes. “I was almost there. Just a little longer—”
“I know,” I say, cutting her off. I fix her with a fiendish grin. “But you asked to be ruined. So I’m gonna bring you to the edge, babe, over and over, and then I’m gonna pull you back. And by the time I finally let you come, I promise you: you’ll be ruined for anyone else.”