Take Me Now (The Knight Brothers 3.5)

Then he reached out and slid his finger over her clit, causing delicious tremors to shoot through her body. She trembled, emotion and sensation building along with the waves of need that threatened to consume her. He thrust his hips up over and over, rising to meet her, causing her breasts to bounce as she rode him.

Her climax hit suddenly and she cried out, calling his name. He gripped her hips hard and came at the same time, his big body shuddering beneath her.

For the rest of the night, they snuggled in bed, rising only to eat. They talked. A lot. She learned more about his life, realizing that he was as lonely as she’d been.

“I’d watch you, you know, as I worked.”

“You did?”

“Mmm-hmm. And how do you think I learned to love coffee so damn much?” he asked, sitting up in bed, holding her in the crook of his arm.

She laughed. “I just thought you liked to torment me.” She was only half-joking. Because he had come into the shop often, but given he worked across the street, it seemed normal. “I watched you, too,” she murmured.

He grunted at that as if it was hard for him to believe. “You dated a lot,” he said gruffly, taking her off guard. “Especially lately.”

She sighed and lay her head against him. “I was trying to get over you,” she admitted. “Emily getting married really forced me to face that I needed to move on with my life.”

“I thought I was doing what was best by staying far away.” He leaned down and kissed her.

“And now?” she asked, holding her breath, hoping he’d give her the answer she needed.

“Now we make up for lost time.” And for the rest of the night, he proceeded to do just that.

Chapter Four

The weekend with Harper flew by, and before Matt knew it, he was back in his hometown. Since he opened his garage earlier than most businesses, he couldn’t stop by the gun shop to see Noah Sanders. He’d have to go by during lunch, which meant he had to wait before showing any public display of affection with Harper. He didn’t want rumors to get back to her brother before Matt talked to him face-to-face. He hated staying away, but his word still meant something, as did his respect for the man in the uniform who’d only been looking out for his sister.

Matt worked a long day, with customer after customer coming in with emergencies. He never got a chance to run out and head over to Noah’s to talk. All the while, he knew Harper was across the street serving coffee and testing out her new foam techniques and wanting nothing more than to show up and see for himself. But if he saw her, he’d want to touch her, kiss her, drag her into a back room and fuck her senseless then make love to her slowly so she’d know exactly how he felt about her.

Instead, he spent hours in the bay, drinking the swill from a shitty coffee maker rather than the amazing brew Harper created across the street.

Late in the afternoon, he looked outside, hoping for a glimpse of Harper when he caught sight of someone circling her vehicle in Matt’s parking lot alongside the garage. He’d had to order a new belt and she wouldn’t be driving it until the car was fixed.

So what would a guy be doing lurking by Harper’s car?

Wiping his hands on the rag he always kept in his back pocket, Matt headed outside to confront the man. He didn’t even stop to grab a coat.

Wearing a black down jacket and a scarf wrapped so it covered half his face, the man stalked Harper’s vehicle, muttering out loud as he walked around.

“Hey.” Matt stopped the man and shoved him against the window. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I –”

Matt pulled at the scarf, revealing his face. He recognized Rich Jonas as the new lawyer in town who Harper had been dating. “What the fuck?” Matt asked.

“Matt? Rich?” Harper’s voice startled Matt and he turned to face her. “What’s going on?” she asked.

Matt glanced from her face – her nose had already turned red from the bitter cold – to Rich. “Ask him. I caught him skulking around your car.”

She wrapped her arms around her chest, pushing those full breasts up and revealing more than a hint of her cleavage. He’d tasted that skin and wanted more. His dick perked up at the thought. Too bad now wasn’t the time.

“Rich?” she asked, sounding confused.

He mumbled something unintelligible, obviously not wanting to admit to whatever he’d been doing.

“Speak up,” Matt ordered the man.

“I just thought if I caused some trouble with her car, she’d need someone to rely on and she’d ask me for help.”

She blinked in disbelief. “Seriously? Are you that desperate? I was on a highway when the car started to give out! I could have been killed!”