CHAPTER25
“Please don’t do this to me!” the stubborn woman that was making this more difficult than it needed to be said as she dove beneath the covers while he stood there, trying not to smile.
“Miss Dawson,” Devyn said, watching as she curled up into a ball, only to follow that up by trying to squirm her way beneath the pillows as though that would help.
“No!” came the hysterical reply that had him sighing heavily as he reached down and grabbed hold of the comforter and slowly pulled it off the woman that refused to leave the hotel.
“It’s really not that bad,” Devyn said, even though he’d be lying if he said that he’d missed the cold, miserable New England winters over the past five years.
He used to count down the days until spring and dread when the leaves started changing, knowing that winter was just around the corner. He hated everything about winter, from the cold air to the icicles that used to form in their kitchen sink.
When they lived on the street, they’d spend hours waiting outside shelters, hoping for a bed for the night, freezing their asses off and praying that the volunteers took pity on them and opened the doors early. In the morning, they were given a cup of coffee and a peanut butter sandwich before they were showed the door and had to find somewhere else to go during the day. When his mother was able to find work, he used to hang out in the library in the reference section and by the time that he was old enough for school, his mother had been able to get a job at the factory and keep a roof over their heads.
He used to find reasons to stay after school, detention, clubs, anything was better than going back to rundown motels and boarding rooms without heat. The days were cold, but the nights…
Were better left forgotten.
“What are you doing?” came the panicked question that brought him back to the problem at hand. Convincing the small woman curled up in the fetal position to leave the hotel so that they could go meet with the general manager of The Charlton.
“Helping you,” Devyn said as he continued pulling the comforter away, watching as the incredibly adorable woman that he couldn’t seem to get enough of slowly appeared.
“I promise you that this isn’t helping,” Andi swore as she tried to pull the comforter back over her, only to grumble when he pulled it completely free and dropped it on the floor.
“I won’t be able to do this without you,” Devyn pointed out as he reached over and grabbed hold of one small ankle as his gaze landed on the baby pink cotton panties and white tee-shirt that she’d pulled on this morning after their shower.
“You really can, though,” Andi said, nodding solemnly as he grabbed the other ankle and pulled her to the edge of the bed until he found himself standing between her legs.
“I thought we were a team, Miss Dawson,” Devyn said, releasing her ankles so that he could trail his fingertips over her legs.
“We are, but I’m more of a silent partner, working in the background where it’s nice and warm,” she rushed to explain while he stood there watching as his fingertips moved over her thighs.
“You’re really going to let me go out there and risk hypothermia on my own?” he murmured absently as his gaze shifted back to her panties.
“I really am because I believe in you,” Andi said, licking her lips as she struggled to focus.
“I see,” Devyn murmured absently as he reached for her panties.
“Then, it’s settled?” she asked, sounding really fucking hopeful as he began slowly pulling off her panties.
“It’s going to be very cold out there, Miss Dawson,” Devyn said, watching as his favorite place on earth was slowly revealed.
“You can borrow my jacket?” Andi offered, sounding out of breath as he stepped back just far enough so that he could pull her panties off the rest of the way.
“I could do that…” Devyn murmured in agreement as he stepped back between her legs, thankful that the bed was high enough so that he could fully appreciate the sight before him, “or I could find another way to stay warm.”
“I suppose you could do that,” Andi said as Devyn reached down and traced her slit with the pad of his thumb as he pulled his belt free with his other hand, his gaze finding hers as he unsnapped his pants and pulled his zipper down. He watched her as he shoved his boxers down just far enough to free his cock and-
“Oh, God…” Andi moaned as he replaced his thumb with the tip of his cock.
“Has anyone ever told you just how fucking good you feel?” Devyn drawled as he took his time tracing her slit with the tip of his cock and nearly fucking groaned. She felt incredible, Devyn thought, mesmerized by the sight of the head of his cock glistening with her arousal as it moved over the little swollen clit that felt so fucking good against his cock.
Moaning his name, Andi pulled away as she climbed onto her knees and reached for him. His mouth found hers as he grabbed hold of the back of her thighs and picked her up as he climbed onto the bed. As he moved them further onto the bed, Devyn found himself wondering if he’d ever be able to get enough of her.
He'd gone years without touching a woman, but the thought of going even one day without touching her…
He would never survive.
Lying back against the pillows, he released his hold on her legs so that he could cup her face in his hands as he kissed her, moaning when her tongue slid across his as she settled on his lap. When her soft, wet pussy settled against the underside of his cock, he reached for the hem of her shirt and broke off the kiss that had him losing his fucking mind only long enough to pull it off her and toss it aside before his mouth found hers again. His hands found her ass as she shifted, moving on top of him until she had his cock pressed right where she wanted him.
“You feel so fucking good,” Devyn groaned when she began moving on him, slowly rolling her hips so that swollen little clit that he loved running his tongue over rubbed against his cock with every roll of her hips.
With any other woman, he would have already grabbed a condom, but with Andi…
He loved the way that she felt rubbing against his cock, the way that it felt to slide inside, wet and hot, and so fucking tight that it took everything that he had not to lose control. He loved the way she moved on him, the way she moaned his name, struggled to catch her breath, and did everything she could not to lose control and scream his name.
For several minutes, Andi moved on him, moaning as he ran his hands over her, unable to get enough of her. When his hands found her breasts, she moved into his touch, the move causing her to be exactly where he needed her.
“Devyn,” Andi whispered as she pushed back, taking him inside her as he dropped his head back on a groan.
“Fuck,” Devyn bit out as he slid inside her.
She was so fucking wet, Devyn thought as her lips found his again. This time, the kiss turned hungry as soon as their lips touched. He gave her breasts one last gentle squeeze before wrapping his arms around her. With every roll of her hips, she had him losing his fucking mind until he couldn’t take it any longer.
Keeping his arms wrapped around her, Devyn rolled her over onto her back and took over. She cupped his face in her hands as he moved, rolling his hips back until just the tip of his cock was inside her before sliding back inside, moaning as her tight sheath squeezed him every inch of the way.
When he pulled back, he rolled his hips slower, taking her with slow strokes so that he could savor every slide back inside her. Moaning his name, she dropped her hands away from his face and slid her hands beneath his jacket, running her hands down his back until she found bare skin. Her breath caught as she cupped his ass, pulling him closer as he moved faster, taking her harder as the pleasure tearing through his cock had him biting back a curse as he broke off the kiss and-