Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
Shep
She smelled like heaven, and her skin was so soft. I couldn't believe she was here, opening herself to me.
I wanted to make this a night she'd never forget.
I wasn't sure if she'd see this as a one-night stand or even a fling.
I wasn't a forever kind of guy for a woman like her.
She was probably looking for a suit type who worked in an office and who could provide a stock portfolio and a fat 401K.
Instead, she'd gotten a contractor whose family thought he was a screwup.
I faltered, ridding my mind of the negative thoughts. She was here with me. She liked me. I chanted the mantras to keep myself focused on her and her pleasure.
The most endearing part of her was that she didn't seem to think she could be the one I was interested in. Did that mean she hadn't liked me? That she hadn't thought of me in that way?
That made sense to my brain, but I didn't want that to be true. All that mattered was that she was here with me now.
I licked and sucked, using my finger to enter her tight channel. I used a come-hither motion with my finger, finding that rough patch of skin that I knew would drive her wild. She arched off the bed of blankets, her muscles stiff, as she cried out my name.
I pumped my fingers through her spasms, reveling in how gorgeous her body was when she came. The flush of her skin, the curl of her fingers.
When her gaze met mine, I saw the desire. She wanted me.
I grabbed the condom, smoothing it over my aching length, then lined myself up with her entrance.
Her hands gripped my forearms.
I eased the tip against her, seeking her warmth. She was hot and slick, and my brain short-circuited as I sank deeper, needing more.
I set my hands on the blankets and moved deep. Then I eased out, thrusting inside her again. I couldn't slow my instinct to be inside her. To move. To conquer. To make her mine, even if it was only for one night.
I needed this. I needed the confirmation that I could have her.
Her hands moved over my chest, my shoulders, then to my back. I felt wanted and seen by her. Plenty of women said they wanted me, but rarely had I felt it on a soul-deep level like this.
I dropped my lips to hers, kissing her as I moved more slowly inside her, drawing out our pleasure. Would she walk away when it was over? Would she pretend like nothing had happened?
I wanted to hold onto her and make her stay on this rooftop forever. I never wanted to let her go.
Her hand cupped my cheek, and my heart stuttered. This wasn't just physical. We were connecting in a way I never had with another woman.
I spun us so that she was straddling me and I could touch her more easily. She didn't waste any time sliding over my length, her palms resting on my chest. I forced my hands to stay on her hips, not wanting to influence her motion.
She quickly sank into a slow rhythm, one that was threatening to drive me crazy. I gritted my teeth, admiring the soft bounce of her tits, the curve of her hips, and the slickness between her legs.
I almost lost it when my gaze drifted lower, to the place where I disappeared inside her. Her lips were stretched, and her clit swollen and begging for attention.
I circled her clit, and she jerked, her movements becoming shakier. "Come on my cock."
My guttural words seemed to get to her because she flew apart, shuddering on top of me. I held her to me as I continued to move inside her, emptying myself into the condom, wishing there was nothing between us, but knowing it was too soon for something like that.
I wanted a serious relationship, but that didn't mean she wanted the same thing. She had a daughter to think about.
I understood if she didn't think I was the man for the job.
I was the middle child, the proverbial screwup.
The one who was always looking for attention and seemingly couldn't focus on one thing at a time.
I'd heard every criticism over the years, so I didn't have any illusions that she'd be mine in any permanent way.
I held her to me as my cock softened inside her. Eventually, I needed to clean up and take care of the condom, so I eased her to the blankets with a parting kiss. I tied off the condom and threw it to the side.
I was only capable of so much finesse, and there wasn't a garbage can out here. I didn't want to break the spell by going inside.
When I lay on my back, she curled into my side, her head on my shoulder.
"The stars are magnificent tonight." I think it had something to do with what just happened. The beauty was so much easier to see.
"If I were you, I'd sleep here every night. Maybe put a skylight in the room there." She lifted her hand to the sky.
"That's not a bad idea."
She lifted up, bracing herself on her hands, looking through the glass window into the living area. "You could make that your primary bedroom. It's big enough."
Her hair hung over her chest, blocking her gorgeous tits. Would it be awful if I brushed it behind her shoulders? "Yeah, but there isn't a bathroom up here."
Her gaze flitted to me. "You could put one in though, right? You are a contractor."
I smiled, loving that she was so confident in my abilities. "We have to focus on the bathrooms downstairs for now."
She slumped back down. "You're right. But we can dream about the possibilities, right?"
"Of course we can." But I was dreaming about her being naked in my arms forever, not about skylights or primary bedrooms.
Her hand played with the hair on my chest, her touch sending warmth through my body. I wished we could stay like this forever.
"Are we going to get eaten alive by bugs if we fall asleep?" she eventually asked.
I stroked my fingers over her shoulder. "Most likely."
"Do you want to go downstairs then?"
"A few more minutes." I needed to ask her what she wanted from this. If she saw it going any further. But I couldn't seem to open my mouth and voice my thoughts. I was too scared to hear what she had to say.
What if she thought this was a fling with the island's most eligible bachelor? A good time never to be repeated? That would gut me.
I was honest with her when I said I wanted her. But was I good enough for her and her daughter? I played with the ends of her hair.
Kinsley moved suddenly, and I was worried she'd suggest going to bed in separate bedrooms. She moved down my body, her hair tickling my skin. When she settled between my legs on all fours, my dick stiffened.
She gripped the base, sending me a naughty look.
I involuntarily jerked in her hands. "What are you waiting for?"
She hummed, then took me into her mouth.
My eyes closed as I got lost in the sensation of her wet mouth and the slight scrape of her teeth.
It didn't turn me off. If anything, it made me hotter for her.
I liked everything she did, no matter what.
As long as her hands were on me, I was putty in them.
I bit my lip against the sensations of her mouth surrounding my dick. But I forced myself to open my eyes to see her ass in the air, her breasts swaying as she sucked and pumped. I blew out a breath, not sure I could control myself much longer.
As much as I loved her mouth on me, I wanted to be inside her again. With a growl, I heaved into a seated position, moving her to her back on the blankets. I had the forethought to grab a second condom, rip it with my teeth, and smooth it over my cock.
Then I entered her in one rough motion. I should have gone more slowly or taken my time, but I couldn't hold myself back. She was irresistible.
Seated inside her, I dropped my forehead to hers. "Is this okay?"
Her hands ran down my back. "It would be if you would move."
I eased out and snapped my hips, moving in time with my pounding heart.
It was difficult to take a breath with her underneath me like this.
I'd never get over how she'd been irritated with me when we first met.
And I hadn't done anything to assuage her opinions of me.
Instead, I'd acted like a playboy so that she would stay away from me.
Because I was certain even back then that I couldn't control myself around her. She was someone who wouldn't have given me a chance if I hadn't invited her to live in my house.
I sucked on her nipple, determined to make her feel good. She moaned as I sucked on one, then the other, her hand holding my head to her. I moved more slowly, letting my pelvis grind against her clit, driving her higher.
I wanted her to unravel again.
Her muscles were strung tight.
I lifted my head in time to see her bite her lip, and then she arched her head back, letting go so beautifully. Her body trembled around me as I continued to thrust.
I followed her over, groaning into her shoulder, knowing I'd never experienced anything that felt like this. It wasn't just sex. I felt like I'd connected with her. I'd built something here in the house. Something precious and beautiful. Something I didn't want to lose.
Clouds were starting to roll in, blocking our view of the stars. In the distance, I heard a rumble of thunder.
I rolled off her, getting rid of the condom. "We should head downstairs."
Kinsley sighed. "I think you sapped all my energy."
"I can carry you if you want." Pride shot through me that I made her feel so good that she couldn't move. I gathered the pillows, throwing them in the teak container I used for storage. Then I held my hand out to her.
She stood with my help, her body on perfect display. Her breasts were small but perky, her hips softly curved, and her skin tan.
I threw her my shirt so she could cover herself and pulled on my briefs. I gathered our clothes and placed them inside on the couch. I'd get them later. "Let's take a shower and go to bed."
"A shower sounds amazing."
In our bathroom, I turned on the water, reminiscing about the times I thought we'd be here together. I'd thought it was a fantasy that wouldn't happen. But now it was my reality. She was here with me.
She stood under the shower head in the middle, and I pointed the others at her so that she got the full experience. She leaned her head back, wetting her hair, her eyes fluttering closed.
I wanted to have sex with her again. I wanted to drop to my knees and eat her out. I wanted her to come with her hands in my hair, crying out my name.
Her eyes fluttered open. "What are you thinking about?"
"All the things I want to do to you, but I'm not sure you can handle any more tonight."
Her eyes flashed with challenge. "Don't underestimate me."
"You want me?" I was talking about more than this moment, but she didn't need to know that. Not yet.
She nodded, and I dropped to my knees, quickly adjusting myself on the hard tile. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but I didn't plan on drawing this out. We both needed sleep, and I had to work tomorrow.
But I couldn't have her naked in my shower and not show her how much I desired her.
Her fingers gripped my hair just like I'd imagined, and I widened her legs.
I parted her folds and licked her, circling her clit.
Once it was plump, I sucked on it. Her hips bucked against me.
She was beautiful above me, her nipples hard points and her head falling back, her hair hanging behind her.
I used two fingers to mimic my cock inside her, and she cried out, my name reverberating on the walls around us. It was exactly what I wanted.
I wiped my face on the back of my hand, standing. I washed her body, wishing we had more time. But we needed rest.
I had a job to do here on this house, and I wouldn't disappoint anyone. We quickly rinsed off, and I grabbed her a towel while she turned off the water.
Kinsley applied lotion to her skin. In the bedroom, I grabbed a shirt for her to sleep in.
I pulled down the blankets, waiting for her to come out of the bathroom. When she did, she smelled like the lotion she'd just applied. I was pleased when she pulled the shirt over her head, climbed in, and curled into my side.
I'd expected her to make some excuse about sleeping in her own room. But Maya wasn't here. We didn't have to worry about anyone walking in.
Tonight was for us, and I was content to have her in my bed and in my arms. As her breath evened out, I kissed the top of her head, my heart full.
How did I get so lucky? Maybe it was the house, the ambiance, or the food. But the negative voice in my head reminded me that a lot of women wanted to sleep with me. Not many wanted to stick around for anything more.
My brothers were the ones who got the girls.