Accidentally Wild (The Wilder Brothers)

I felt us moving again, but I was helpless to stop it. The alcohol hazed my mind and my body had completely locked up. Partially from the cold, and partially from feeling Everett’s beautiful body against mine. I closed my eyes and allowed my face to fall into his neck. His arm wrapped around me tightly as he dug through his pocket, pulling out his wet key card. He held me up with one arm like it was nothing. But the second we got into his air-conditioned room, I groaned with the pain that coursed through my body.

“Let me get you in a warm bath. That’ll help the most,” Everett said.

He sat me down on the edge of his bed and I watched him retreat. There was genuine concern in his voice. Genuine worry in the way he moved. I heard the water turn on in the bathtub in the bathroom and noticed his room was laid out a little different from mine. His bathroom sat on the same plane as his balcony, so the bathtub still had a wonderful view of Vegas while still being in the bathroom. I watched the steam pour from around the corner of the bathroom and groaned. I’d never been this cold in my life. How the hell had rain done this to me? I had played in the rain all the time as a child and I’d never had this reaction.

“Let’s get you warm,” Everett said as he hoisted me back into the air.

He carried me effortlessly in his arms before sinking me into the hot water. I hissed with pain as it slowly melded over my skin, but once my butt touched down to the bottom of the tub, I relaxed. I closed my eyes and allowed my head to fall back as water trickled over my body. I felt Everett splashed a bit onto my shoulder before wiping his warm hand over my brow.

“How does that feel?” he asked.

“Why is the… rain so… cold here?” I asked.

“It’s not as humid. If it was humid like it is in South Carolina, we would’ve been fine. But the lack of humidity here helps rain in quickly dropping temperatures.”

“Look who’s full of useless knowledge now,” I said, grinning.

He smiled at me as his hand continued to cup hot water over my skin. He poured it over my shoulders and down my breasts. He reached in and rubbed my feet and calves to try and unlock them. Feeling his touch along my skin was too much. Feeling his fingers kneading into my skin was too much. And when his hands crept up to my thighs, I found myself parting my legs for him.

“Let me know if I go too high for your comfort,” he said.

“Oh, you couldn't,” I moaned.

My eyes flew open at the statement and I watched his gaze pan over to me. There was something behind his eyes. A muted heat he kept at bay. My mind swirled and my fingertips burned with a need to curl into his skin. I held his gaze for what felt like ages before his hand slid a little further up the inside of my thigh.

“What about now?” he asked.

“I’m okay,” I said.

“And now?”

His fingertips brushed against the fabric of my bathing suit bottoms.

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“Still okay,” I said breathlessly.

“What about now?” he asked.

His fingertips slipped underneath the hem of my bathing suit bottoms and I couldn’t hold it back any longer. My legs parted and one even slung itself over the edge of the tub. My head fell back in ecstasy as his fingertips played with my pussy folds, exploring my body as he hovered over me. I felt his lips fall to my arm, kissing all the way up to the crook of my neck. His hand slid into my bottoms and cupped my entire pussy, causing me to buck against him as his lips nibbled against my skin.

“What about now?” he asked.

“Everett,” I whispered.

“Yes?”

“Don’t you dare stop.”

I turned my eyes to meet his and the fire he was holding back unleashed. His blue eyes darkened as his finger slipped between my folds, slowly working its way into my body. I shivered at the sensation. My jaw slipped open as my hips bucked forward. His thumb found my throbbing clit and I moaned out for him before his lips encompassed mine. I got a first-hand taste of what it felt like to have that dexterous tongue of his against my body.

I rolled my hips against his, chasing a high I hadn’t felt in years. I groaned into his mouth as his tongue raked against the roof of mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into the tub with me. Water sloshed all over the floor and his massive thud made a loud noise that echoed off the corners of the bathroom. But I didn’t care. I wanted him. Needed him in that very moment.

And I wasn't going to stop until I had all of him.

I whimpered and rolled as water ebbed and flowed around our bodies. My lips swelled against his as he filled me with another one of his thick fingers. His callused hands felt so good against my skin. So strong and commanding while still allowing me to take the reins. I dug my nails into his back and raked them down, pulling a growl from him that made my pussy pulse.

Shit. I was so close I could taste it.