“Okay, okay,” she answered quickly. “Want to see my room?”
“Gladly.”
Heather smiled shyly before taking a step back. I intertwined our fingers as she led me up the stairs, bringing the back of her hand to my mouth, kissing it. A small shiver ran through her. I smiled against her skin. Heather chuckled, looking at me over her shoulder.
“Here you go again, being pleased with yourself.”
“Can’t help it. You’re giving me too many reasons.”
“I see. So it’s my doing. Since you’re in such a great mood, I’ll try again; what did you and Avery talk about? Just saying, if you don’t tell me, she will.”
“No, she won’t. I asked her not to.”
She jerked her head back. “And she agreed, just like that?”
The corners of my mouth twitched. “We might have to get a dog.”
Heather burst out laughing. “Serves you right for thinking you can negotiate with Avery.”
“Hey, it got her on my side.”
“Still conspiring, I see,” she said as we climbed the last step. I whirled her around so we were face-to-face. Her eyes widened a little.
“Don’t knock it before you try it. It’s a survival strategy in the Winchester family. Get as many members on your side as possible, or you’re never going to win any fights.”
“But we’re on the same team,” she said, obviously confused.
“Only on certain topics.” I smiled, kissing one corner of her mouth, then the other I walked her backward toward the bedroom, already slipping my thumbs under her tank top, caressing her soft skin until I felt goose bumps.
“So you’re continuing to conspire behind my back?” she asked once we were inside.
I grinned, closing the door. “Always.”
She took off my shirt and jeans, stopping every few seconds, looking at me.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of the view.”
“Music to my ears.”
I dragged my fingers up her arm, drawing circles over her shoulders and neck. Her breath was already shaky with anticipation. I kissed one corner of her mouth, moving my hands up to her breasts, where her skin was still a bit damp from her swimming session. I couldn’t wait to sink inside her, to indulge in her. She was here. She was mine.
I took off her top, running my mouth along the rim of her bikini bra, hooking my thumb in the elastic band underneath, following it all the way to the clasp at the back. After getting the bra out of the way, I teased her breasts with my fingers and my tongue until she had goose bumps everywhere. I moved my mouth down her body until I was on my knees. She guessed my intention before I went for the button of her shorts and undid it for me. I tugged the pants down, holding her to step out of them. I got rid of her panties next, then gripped her hips, but instead of seating her on the bed, I guided her to the wall.
“Oooh, right. You don’t even need a bed. A wall is enough. You....”
The rest of her words faded. I parted her legs, placing one thigh on my shoulder
, kissing the inside of it, sliding two fingers toward her opening, slowly, teasing, tempting. I loved feeling her come apart so fast, feeling her want me.
When I slid a finger inside her, she bucked her hips, nearly slamming into me. I nipped at her clit, working her up slowly, savoring every second.
She came spectacularly, arching her back and gritting her teeth. She pressed her fingers against the wall so hard that I knew she was going to leave marks on it.
Pulling back, I rested on my haunches, one elbow on the bed, patting the mattress. She blushed furiously, drawing in deep breaths. I watched her intently as she lay down.
Her chest was moving up and down rapidly. I drew a finger from one nipple to the other, then back, teasing her. I wanted to bury myself inside her, but I also wanted to indulge in foreplay, explore every part of her.
I rose to my feet and kicked off my boxers before focusing on Heather again. Lying on the bed too, I kissed up her legs, alternating between biting and licking all that smooth skin.