“Hey there,” he said, stepping out of his boots and yanking off his jacket. He set them aside, along with his helmet, and told Sid he needed to look after the kitten. He took Jingle to the mudroom and spent a good minute or two talking down his erection before he was able to feed the cat and top up her wat
er.
“You need to be good tonight,” he said softly. “And I’m closing the bedroom door.”
He left the little girl eating and purring happily and made his way back to the living room. But no Sid.
Confused, he turned in a circle before he had an ah-ha moment.
With a grin, he strode down the hallway, his breath hitching a bit when he saw the light on in his bedroom. He’d taken exactly one step inside when his world tipped a bit, and the situation between his legs went from standby to code fucking red. He froze, and his eyes roved over every inch of her body. Her naked, hot-as-hell body.
Hair that was silky and shone in the low light.
Breasts that were round and high. Not too big and not too small, but just the way he liked them.
Rounded hips.
Long legs.
And a little bit of hair down there. Just enough to entice and make his mouth water.
“We said we’d start with the naked thing.” She licked her bottom lip and looked at him with hooded eyes.
“We did.” He sounded like a beast and practically growled.
“So get naked.”
“You’re sassy,” he said, yanking his sweater off and tossing it aside. “I like sassy.”
“I’ve been called worse.”
“I bet.” His jeans were next.
“You seem a little worked up.” Her words were throaty and did something to him. He swore his cock twitched, and when he glanced up, she was focused on said cock with an intensity that made his blood sing. He stepped out of his boxers and walked toward Sidney, his body tense and hot and so full of need, it was painful.
He didn’t answer her. In fact, he didn’t say another word. He sank his hands into all that hair around her face and claimed her mouth in a kiss that made his head spin. She tasted like chocolate and mint and candy. And she was so damn warm and soft, he could spend the next hour kissing her. But he didn’t have an hour, and there was something else he wanted to taste before he looked after himself.
He tore his mouth from hers and then dipped to her breasts. He licked around the nipple of each of them before sucking hard, and then moving her back toward his bed. She didn’t resist; in fact, she felt like liquid silk in his hands as she fell back on the bed, eyes half-open, mouth swollen from his kisses.
He pulled her close to the edge and spread her knees wide. “Let me see,” he said roughly. He fell to his knees and moved between her legs. “You’re beautiful.” Beck put his mouth on her. He tasted and tugged and suckled and worshiped her with his mouth and hands until her body began to shudder and he knew she was close. Her fingers were in his hair, and when she came, she held him there like the queen she was, and Beck was good enough to let her think she was controlling the situation. But after a few moments, his need was too great. His cock too hard. His brain too loud with a voice telling him to take her now.
“God, Beck,” she whispered, watching him.
“You like that.”
She nodded.
“Babe, we’re just starting.”
He got to his feet and grabbed a condom from the drawer by his bed, then glanced over to her. Her inner thighs glistened with her desire, and the smell of sex was already thick in the air. His gut pulled, and his shoulders clenched.
He walked over to the bed and kissed her once more, encouraging her to move and give him some room, before positioning himself between her legs. “This is going to be fast and hard.” He teased her, his hands on her breasts, rubbing her nipples while he pushed at her opening. “But I promise the next time will last longer.”
Beck slid inside her with one thrust, and damn, but she felt good. She was slick and tight, and she closed around him until he groaned. Sweat beaded his brow as he began to move inside her, slowly at first, because he knew this would be his only first time with Sid, and there was something about a first time with a woman a guy needed to to pay attention to.
This one was worth savoring.
But Beck was only human, and he picked up the rhythm, their bodies both slick with sweat and in sync. She met his thrusts head-on, and he rocked into her over and over, all that heat and friction almost too much to bear.