A wicked twinkle flickers in her irises as she grips the base, her hand pumping the last bit that she can’t fit inside that sweet mouth as she hits me against the back of her throat. Vibrations move through me as she starts to hum, f*ck me, I can actually feel it, my balls tightening up as image after image races through my mind.
‘Oh God, Tessa, F*ck’ I mutter over and over as my release hits me hard, the power bringing me to my knees as I gasp my way through, stroking myself until I’m empty.
Leaning my head against the cool tiles of the shower, I suck in a shaky breath, opening my eyes with a shudder. Pushing myself back onto my feet, I stand with legs like jelly, washing away the last of my orgasm before turning off the water and stepping out into the steam filled bathroom.
Grabbing a towel, I rub my skin roughly, not meeting my own gaze in the cloudy mirror as shame hits me. I should not be thinking of her like that, she’s my stepsister, the daughter of the woman my father just got married to!
Hating myself, I wrap the towel around my waist and walk to the door, flicking the lock before throwing the door wide to find Tessa on the other side, hand raised as if to knock.
The colour drains from my face as she startles, her gaze instantly roaming down my body as she licks her lips, that one single flicker of her tongue causing my dick to stir again.
‘Sorry,’ she whispers, her eyes following a single drop that has fallen from my hair and is now tracing its way down my bare chest. ‘I just wanted to ask what time you’ll be back tonight, umm, if you wanted to have dinner with me.’ She blinks, backtracking immediately, ‘I mean, eat with me, do you want me to make your dinner . . I mean . . ‘ She sucks in a breath and I try not to focus on just how much her chest lifts in the buttoned up woollen crop top she’s wearing. ‘I will be making myself some dinner tonight, would you like me to make extra for you?’ she stutters.
Her eyes lift to mine and the nervousness cuts me open, before I know it, I’m nodding, ‘yeah, that would be great’ I agree gruffly. ‘I’ll be home about six thirty again, but don’t feel like you have to wait for me’ I add awkwardly.
A small smile pulls at her lips as Tessa tilts her head slightly, those big wide eyes that I was just fantasizing about, staring at me, stripping me bare.
‘I’ll wait’ is all she replies softly, but she might as well have told me she was going to handcuff herself to me and throw away the key with the way my chest roars in satisfaction.
‘OK,’ I croak out, earning a second one of those sweet smiles before she gives me a small wave and walks away, her pert ass swaying in those figure-hugging jeans. I stare after her like some weirdo until she reaches the stairs and is no longer in my line of sight. Shaking my head to clear it, I head back to my own room, needing to get ready for work. Checking the time on my phone, I grimace, it’s already seven thirty, I must have slept like the dead. There will be no gym for me today, but for some reason, I can’t bring myself to care. Instead, I’m humming lightly as I pull out my clothes, dressing quickly and heading down to grab my to-go cup before hurrying out the door and heading toward the office.
Hali’s POV
I can still feel his soft lips wrapped around my fingers, the warmth of his tongue as it curled between them, hooking the mint from my grasp.
My whole body was on fire, and I didn’t know what to do, when Gage pulled the truck into a service station, I’d never been so relieved in my life.
I practically fell out of the truck in my eagerness to get away from the man beside me and the overwhelming intoxication of his smell. God, he smells good, too good! Dangerously good! I think you could roll him in manure and he’d still stand up smelling amazing.
I stumbled my way into the small store, shoving through the door and hiding behind the stack of shelves, peering over the top at the muscular man as he lounges against the side of his truck, watching the numbers of the pump.
How is he so damn good looking? I mean, he looks identical to his brother and I have zero interest in that man, don’t find him attractive at all. I shake my head, trying to dislodge the confusing thoughts that swirl around my mind.
I need to get myself in check, Gage Hawthorne is a client, he is not for ogling or lusting after. He’s not really that special, it’s just been a while since I felt the weight of a man pressing me into a mattress. Right now, I’d probably get the flutters over a fairly good looking woman with how long it’s been, I’m a little worried that when I do get the chance, the man who tries to f.uck me won’t be able to break through the cobwebs that must be present now.
‘Did you pick something?’ I swallow down the scream that tries to force its way up my throat at the alarmingly close yet smooth as silk voice beside me.
Turning toward the man beside me, who has managed to approach me without me realising. My mouth dries as my gaze roams over him of its own accord. Damn, he’s really really good looking, he should come with some sort of warning.
‘What?’ I manage to splutter, ‘uh, oh! No, umm, not really.’ I internally cringe, can I sound any more ridiculous?
Gage nods, watching me intently as he leans closer to me. My heart rate picks up, and I can feel my breathing labour as I watch his face get closer, is he going to kiss me?
The sexy man’s hand reaches across me as my skin tingles, waiting for them to slide inside my coat and burn through my top as he tugs me to him. Instead, he pulls back again, raising a pack of candy beans to my vision as I try to comprehend what is happening.
‘These are my favourite’ he tells me, waving them slightly as I blink in confusion.
‘OK’ she replies, staring at the pack just so I can hide my embarrassment. Of course he was reaching for something to snack on, we’re in the snack aisle! I am such an idiot!
‘I’m going to grab a drink’ he tells me, still insufferably close to my body which is reacting shamelessly to his presence. ‘I’ll get you one too. Grab anything you want or you think I might like, and I’ll meet you at the till, OK?’
I nod quickly, willing him to walk away so I can breathe again. Staring resolutely at the candy in front of me as he backs up and turns.
I will not look over, I will not look over, I will not look over! My head turns of its own accord, my eyes finding his perfect, muscular ass that molds to the jeans he’s wearing with mouthwatering snugness.
I can’t seem to force my gaze away from him until he rounds the corner and disappears from my view.
Sighing deeply, I return my attention to the confection, unsure what to pick and ending up grabbing as many random items as I can before hurrying to the till where Gage is just placing two bottles of water.
He eyes my armload curiously, ‘I didn’t know what to get’ I mutter self consciously, ‘I wasn’t sure what you like.’
Gage merely nods, turning back to the cashier, ‘and these’ he tells the spotty teen before pulling out a credit card and handing it over.
‘I can pay for my own snacks’ I argue, trying to dig into my bag to find my own purse as I mentally work out how far I will need to stretch the two tins of soup and half a loaf of bread to cover these overpriced candy bars.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.