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Love Me (One Night with Sole Regret 12)

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The little breathless sighs that huffed from between her parted lips made him want to give her more, so much more. He’d never been the kind of lover who just lay there and took it. He wanted to participate. He wanted to make her moan. And beg. And come completely undone by the things he did to her body. Wanted all of that, but couldn’t quite find the confidence to make it happen.

You’re a goddamned loser, Marine! He wasn’t sure why his drill sergeant from boot camp was suddenly yelling through his memory. His shoulder was starting to ache from holding Lindsey’s breasts, but he wasn’t about to let that stop him. He pinched her nipples, and her body jerked. He rubbed her nipples with his thumbs and when she relaxed, pinched them again. What he really wanted to do was soothe them with his mouth—licking and sucking, nibbling when she didn’t expect it. He dropped his elbows to the mattress and pushed himself upright. His shoulder protested, and he felt unbalanced by the shift in weight, but he wasn’t going to think about what he wanted to do, he was going to fucking do it. He’d give every task his all, like he’d always done.

When he sucked the tip of one of her breasts into his mouth, her back arched, and she moaned, her hands shifting to hold the back of his head. He loved the feel of her swollen belly against his, even though it served to remind him that she’d been with others, including his own brother.

“That feels amazing,” she whispered. “Can you . . . Harder, please.”

The harder he sucked, the faster she rose and fell over him, the louder she moaned. He squeezed her ass and shifted his mouth to her other breast. She curled around him, kissing his head, grinding her hips. God, she felt good. He wondered how she tasted. He wrapped his arms around her back and turned her, pressing her down on the mattress. His shoulder and leg protested the sudden shift in movement, but as he took over, the rest of him cried out in triumph. His leverage felt a bit off, but he soon figured out how to use his knee and what remained of his right leg to help him thrust deep.

“Chad,” Lindsey cried out to him. “Yes.”

He grabbed her hips to hold her firmly as he forced himself deeper and then ground into her, wanting her to have every inch he had to offer.

“Oh God,” she said, lifting her head to look at him as if she couldn’t believe he was capable of fucking her right. “So good,” she murmured, dropping her head back onto the bed.

Good? He always strove for perfection. Good wasn’t what he was going for here.

She moaned when he pulled out and lifted her head again to watch him as he shifted down her body. Her sexy belly broke their eye contact when he settled his shoulders between her splayed legs and sampled his first taste of her.

Mmm. So sweet.

He swirled his tongue around her opening, satisfied when her cries of excitement reached a fevered pitch and her thighs began to quiver. He shifted his mouth to her clit and sucked her to orgasm, every sound she made a testament to his search for normalcy. He licked her center as she quaked through her release, and then he crawled back up her body to enter her once more.

Her body had fully awakened to his. She matched his rhythm, rocking into his thrusts as he sought release. He should probably make this last; it might be their only time together. But she felt so good, he couldn’t have calmed his frenzied strokes even if he’d wanted to.

This was something he could still do and do well. Something that made him feel like a man, almost whole again. He kissed her as he let go, filling her with more than his cum as he quaked in ecstasy, taking more than pleasure as he found release. When the ripples of bliss faded, he tugged his mouth away from hers, settling his face in the crook of her neck, and worked at catching his breath.

“Wow,” she said with a breathy laugh. “And I thought your brother was good in bed.”

A place deep inside Chad whimpered in protest. Since Owen had been with her first, she would probably always compare him to his brother. There wasn’t anything he could do to change that, but maybe he could make her forget Owen.

“Lindsey?” Owen called at the top of the stairs, as if to prove that reaching his goal wasn’t likely.

Lindsey stiffened and scooted up the mattress. Chad’s spent cock slipped from her warmth. There was no way in hell he could make her forget Owen. Not when she was living with him.

A knock sounded on a door upstairs. “Lindsey? Don’t you have a doctor’s appointment this morning?”

“Shit!” Lindsey said, scrambling from the tangled sheets. “We have to be careful, or we’re going to get caught.”

Chad wouldn’t mind that one bit, but he understood why she’d be embarrassed. She collected her nightgown from the floor and slipped it over her head.

Heavy footsteps clunked down the steps. “Lindsey?” Owen called. “Are you down here?”

“Just checking on Chad,” she called.

“Can I come in?” Owen asked from outside the door.

“It’s your house,” Chad said.

Lindsey reached for her panties, but the doorknob was already turning, so she kicked them under the bed.

She smoothed her tangled hair and glanced over at the bed to find Chad lounging, propped on one elbow, his happy cock still exposed and the remnants of their activities clearly evident on the sheets. Explain this to my little brother, he thought defiantly. She cringed and jerked the sheet over him and the wet spot just as the door opened.

“How are you feeling this morning?” Owen asked Chad, hardly sparing Lindsey a glance.

“Much, much better, thanks to Lindsey.”

“She’s a good caretaker,” Owen said.

“The best.” The flush on her checks, her swollen lips, and her taste still on his lips had Chad already craving a little more of her care.

“I need to get in the shower,” Lindsey said. She turned to Owen. “Can I borrow your Jeep today?”

“Yeah, that’s fine. If I need to go anywhere, I can use Caitlyn’s Camaro.”

Chad noticed how Lindsey flinched at Caitlyn’s name. Or maybe she just really hated General Motors. He preferred sporty foreign cars, himself.

“I can’t wait until I get my car back,” she said. “Even if it is a piece of junk.” She offered Chad a soft smile before leaving the room.

When her footsteps faded up the stairs, Owen closed the door.

“Do you really think screwing her was a good idea?” Owen asked.

So apparently the sight of Chad’s cum-wet cock wasn’t necessary for Owen to figure out what they’d been up to.

Chad shrugged and sat up, bunching the sheet around his naked waist. “Felt like a good idea.”

“She’s easy, Chad.”

“So?” He happened to like that about her. He didn’t have the energy for games.

“She’s pregnant.”

“Hard to overlook that when she’s naked. Are you jealous?”

Owen hesitated for just a second before blurting, “Why would I be jealous? I could have her if I wanted her.”

“Now that she’s experienced the more talented Mitchell brother, I wouldn’t be so sure of that.” Chad grinned and found his shorts caught on the edge of the mattress. He slipped into them, noting that such a task, which had seemed daunting only days ago, had already become second nature.

Owen laughed and punched him in the shoulder. “You do seem more like your old self this morning.”

Mentally, maybe, but he was still acutely aware of his physical shortcomings. He planned to do everything in his power to minimalize those as well. “Are you going to the gym today?”

“I’d planned to, but if you want to do something else . . .”

The sound of water draining from the bathroom upstairs made Chad wish he could rush up the steps and join Lindsey in the shower.

“No, I want to go with you. Would you mind wheeling me along?” Chad asked. He had a powerful need to build more muscle, since Lindsey had been so appreciative of what remained of his once impressive physique.

Owen smiled. “Not at all. I’d love a wor

kout buddy.”

“I don’t plan to take it easy on you.”

“Best news I’ve heard all day.”

“I got laid is the best news,” Chad assured him, maneuvering himself up off the bed and hopping toward the door. He had to steady himself on Owen’s arm as he passed him, but hopping beat sitting in that damned wheelchair by a mile. He didn’t have everyone looking down at him when he stood on his own one foot. And where his heart once raced at the mere thought of hopping, it was already becoming second nature. Still, there were much better ways to get around. “I wonder how long I’ll have to wait for a prosthetic leg.” They’d told him it would be when the swelling eased enough that they could make a good mold for the fitting, but he didn’t know when that would be. He’d like to be able to circle a date on the calendar.

“Knowing you, it won’t be long,” Owen said, not rushing to open the door for Chad.

Chad loved the little shit for understanding his need to feel capable.

“I still can’t believe you nailed her,” Owen said, shaking his head.

“It was more like she nailed me,” he admitted. “At first. But I took charge after I stopped feeling useless.” And he’d never let that feeling take command of him again.



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