“And Natalie is always here that late?”
“No, I let her leave once Brooke is asleep,” she deadpanned. “Of course she is. What’s the problem?”
John shrugged and looked at the wall still holding Alyssa. “Nothing … I just never realized how late you got home. I don’t like you out so late.”
“Sometimes I don’t like it either, but I have to work, Johnny,” she said against his chest. Alyssa’s arm slid down John’s back and settled on his hip. She leaned into him then gave John a little squeeze reassuring him that she was alright and thanking him for caring so much. “Come on. I want to check on Brooke then eat. I brought some food home for us. I’m starving.”
Alyssa rubbed her eye with the heel of her hand as she walked into the kitchen and dropped the food on the counter. Spinning around, she asked, “Is it okay if I get cleaned up first? I want to rip these clothes off and take a quick shower.”
John cocked his head to the side
as he eyed the length of her body. The side of his mouth lifted into a smirk and his green eyes danced with wicked thoughts. Eyeing her up and down one last time, he asked, “Want help ripping those clothes off?” John wiggled his eyebrows and took a step toward Alyssa.
Alyssa brought her hands up to stop John. Giggling, she said, “No! I’m good. I’ll be right back.” Before she could get away, John came up behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist. He tugged her to his front and dropped his face to her neck. Alyssa shrieked then moved her neck to the side granting him access as he pressed his lips to her skin.
“Johnny,” she whispered, her hands coming to lie on top of his. “I’m all sweaty … What are you doing?”
“Just holding you for a minute.”
“Why?”
“Why am I holding you?” he asked against her neck. She nodded and John shrugged. “Just wanted to, I guess.”
Planting one last kiss to the side of her neck, John let Alyssa go. He loved the feel of her body against his.
“Go—get cleaned up. I’ll be waiting …”
Just like I said I would wait, he wanted to add, but he didn’t.
Nothing felt better than taking a hot shower after working for twelve hours straight. Alyssa scrubbed every inch of her tired body twice then got out. She slipped on a pair of plaid boxer shorts and a tank top. She didn’t bother with a bra even though she probably should have, but the thought of putting a bra back on made her cringe. Aside from a steaming hot shower, going braless was the next best thing. Her boobs were heavy and full. The last thing she wanted was to keep them wrapped.
Walking into the kitchen, John said, “You smell like grapefruits.”
Alyssa grinned as she opened the plastic takeout bag. “I do?”
John placed a hand on her hip, twirling her around and boxing her in. He leaned in and inhaled, his nose skimming the side of her shoulder and up the curve of her neck. His eyes traveled around her makeup free face, his lips inches from hers as their breaths mingled together, then down to her breasts. His cock twitched at the sight, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breathing picked up and he watched her chest rise faster. John ground his jaw to push the need away, but he could feel the heat coming off of her skin. She was affected by him just as much as he was by her.
“Yup. Definitely grapefruit.”
Alyssa chuckled quietly. “That’s funny. It’s my body wash, but I can never smell it.”
“Trust me, I can. You smell delicious.”
John’s eyes swirled with desire as he stared at her. Alyssa could feel her nipples growing hard at the nearness of him. She wanted John, but she promised herself that she wouldn’t have sex with him again. Letting John into her life was one thing, her body was another.
Dropping his head, John slipped his tongue out and ran a wet trail along her collarbone and up to her ear as he pressed her into the counter. Alyssa groaned, and instead of pushing him away, she dug her nails into his shoulders and pulled him closer. Her head rolled to the side and John pressed open-mouthed kisses all over her neck. He tugged her skin into his mouth and ran his tongue slowly around it causing her to shudder in his hold. She gripped him tighter as she slid her arms around his back and kneaded him. A groan reverberated in the back of his throat. He loved feeling her touch on his skin. Alyssa squeezed her thighs together as he grabbed her nape and pulled her back before slamming his mouth to hers. When she didn’t push him away, he gripped her waist and kissed her harder. Alyssa was wild as she delved in and out of his mouth with a roughness he didn’t know was in her. It was making him hard as hell, his dick straining against his pants. John ground his hips in circles, pushing his obvious erection into her and Alyssa moaned softly into his mouth. He couldn’t stop. Fuck what he said earlier about being their last anything. He needed her … and she needed him.
Sliding his hands roughly down her soft body, Alyssa shivered in his hold. He grasped her hips hard, lifted her up and put her on the counter. They separated for a moment until she yanked him to her. Grabbing her face, he kissed her deeply, stroking every inch of her mouth. She said she didn’t want anything with him, yet her body said otherwise.
Their kissing only intensified. As Alyssa ran her fingers up John’s neck, she realized that as much as she missed his hair, his short buzz cut was pretty damn hot.
Pulling back she panted, “When I saw how short your hair was, I was kinda upset because I loved how long it was. But I gotta say,” rubbing her hand all over his buzz, “I’m really digging this new cut, Johnny. It suits you.”
Leaning into her, John dropped another kiss to her mouth, this time taking it slower. Alyssa pressed her breasts against his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck, loving the feel of her. His hands shimmied up her thighs, kneading her skin as he went. His thumbs were coming dangerously close to her panties that were soaked with arousal.
Alyssa had to stop. As much as she wanted Johnny, she needed to put a stop to this. Sex could not happen again. Loosening her arms from his neck, she slid them down to his taunt chest and pushed away, breaking the kiss.
Panting, John’s puzzled stare had Alyssa answering the questioning look in his eyes.