I tap the silk of her panties feeling how wet they already are.
I pull back from the kiss but only far enough to speak. "I want you on my bed, naked so I can taste all of this."
I squeeze her through her panties and that alone is enough to raise her ass from the sofa. I press soft circles over her clit using the rough friction of the fabric to tempt her.
"You know how to use your hands," she pants. "How the hell are you so good with your hands?"
Years of unnecessary experience .
It's always been the quickest way to get a woman worked up enough that my cock could slide in without any resistance.
"Wait until you meet my tongue." I smile against her cheek. "My cock is dying to meet you too."
Her hips circle as she chases an orgasm. "I feel like I could come right here on the spot."
"Do it," I hiss the words out as I rim the shell of her ear with my tongue. "Or I can drop to my knees and lick that beautiful cunt."
"Please," she fists my hair in her hand. "Oh, God, yes please."
I stand and yank my T-shirt over my head. I tug on the drawstring of my sweatpants because if I'm going down on her, I'm going to need something in return once I've given her an orgasm or three.
I start to slide them down as her eyes lock on the thin trail of dark hair that disappears under the waistband.
A loud rustling by the front door twists my head in that direction.
Adley's on her feet, her hands pinned to my back, her head peeking out from behind my bicep as the door opens and my brother walks in with a brunette on his arm.
"Hey, Crew," Kade calls from the doorway as he drops two overnight bags on the floor. "You don't mind if we crash your little party, do you?"
I stare at the woman standing next to my younger brother.
Fuck her. Fuck my life.
"You didn't mention your brother would be here, Kade," she drawls through her red lips. "It's good to see you, Crew. I haven't seen you since you left me at the altar."
Chapter 29
Adley
Altar? He left a woman at the altar? How is it that he's never told me he was engaged?
I watch in silence as the beautiful woman approaches us. Her hair is black with caramel highlights. It's cut into a stylish bob that showcases the perfect bone structure of her face.
Her eyes are a deep brown and framed by lashes that most women would kill for.
"Who is this?"
She looks at me like I should be shining her shoes.
"I'm Adley," I pipe up and extend a hand because
Crew is as frozen as a statue.
"It's good to meet you, Ashley." She takes my hand and wipes her fingertips across my palm. I have no idea if that's a supermodel handshake or what but I'm grateful for the minimal touching.
"Her name is Adley," Kade corrects her with a smile. He looks every part the Hampton weekender with his jeans, blue polo shirt and expensive haircut. The last time I saw him, his brown hair was cropped short. Now it's longer on top, giving him a look that suits him better.
"I'm Damaris."