One Choice (Hogan Brothers 2)

She had known immediately that he would come to pick her up. Now, as he struggled to alleviate some of his pain, she was slightly amused at how well he fought it.

“Levi,” she called his name softly so as not to startle him into making a sudden move.

“I’m good,” he told her, not moving.

“Sit up then.”

He moaned, groaned, cursed a blue streak, and got about an inch in the air before he fell back onto the seat.

“I thought so.” She giggled a bit when he growled at her. “Move over, I’ll drive.” At least she hoped she could. She’d never driven anything bigger than her mom’s sedan.

“A girl driving my car,” he bitched as she climbed in, and he strained to sit up. “Don’t hit nothing.”

“Quiet down.” He shot her a dirty look at the instruction but did as she said and relaxed against the seat as she drove them home, only hitting one pothole and making him cry out like a baby. She had a suspicion that while he was in pain, he was also exaggerating some of it so she’d continue to coddle him once they were home.

“Alright, Levi, we’re here and in one piece. Not a single dent on your baby.”

She got out of the car and circled around to his side after opening the door from the garage into the house. Stopping dead in his tracks as he draped his arm around her shoulder, he murmured in her ear. “Not my baby. My baby will be inside you soon enough.”

“Oh my,” was all that left her mouth at his words. Kids had never been on her radar. Now that he planted the seed in her mind, she could see them in their future.

Helping Levi up the stairs and into their bed, she left to get him his pain medication and water before making her way back down to start on dinner and do a little online shopping to see if she could find a suitable dress for her graduation ceremony on the weekend.

Her mom had been hounding her for months to wear a dress just this once, and up until recently, she hadn’t been too keen on the idea. With Levi there, though, she wanted to be girly and pretty. She wanted to be someone he would want to show off.

A little while later, Levi came wandering down to the living room in nothing but his boxers, where she was still frustrated with trying to find something to buy. Even with all the bruising, he was the sexiest man she’d ever seen. Her eyes devoured the way he moved

, muscles rippling and flexing as one hand scratched his abs and the other rubbed the back of his neck.

The man was built. Not overly muscled, but enough that a person only had to look at him to know his strength. His face was covered in scruff due to his injuries, but she suspected he also kept it that way because she loved brushing her fingers through the coarse facial hair.

Easing down onto the sofa next to her, he took the laptop from her hands, moving it onto the table and leaning in to kiss her. His breath was minty fresh, and she knew he’d come down with a plan.

“Missed you.” His murmured words were a breath away from her lips. His body pressed her to lay back into the cushions as his hands wrapped around her waist.

Gingerly, her fingertips grazed the skin of his chest, gliding around to his back as he covered her form with his own.

“You should be resting.” He was breaking her resolve to not jump his bones. A girl could only handle bathing her man so many times before her hormones got the best of her. And that’s exactly what had been happening since they came home early Monday morning.

“No, baby.” He nipped the skin of her throat. “I should be rocking inside of your sweet little pussy, hearing your moans, feeling you clench around me as you cum on my cock.”

“Ohhhh.” She breathed. Coherent thought had left the building.

“You have this taste,” his words were mumbled in her ear, “like fine wine and peaches.” His tongue grazed her ear making her moan. “Or maybe powdered sugar and blueberries.” His lips were on hers again. “I need more.”

They were lost in sensation and bliss as he plundered her mouth. His body devouring hers completely. Their hands were fused together above her head as he licked and sipped at her skin. Moving lower down her body as he kissed. When he got to the fullness of her breasts, he growled into her cleavage, mumbling something she couldn’t discern with the pleasure ringing in her ears.

“Levi!” Her gasp was loud in the otherwise quiet room when he bit her nipple over her shirt. He chuckled at her shock.

Pulling back, he sat up with a grimace on his face. Grasping her hand in his, he encouraged her to stand in front of him. “Need you to strip for me, sugar.” He was sitting back, relaxed as Hayes stood nervously. “I want every glorious inch of you naked for my perusal.”

Biting her lip, her gaze roamed his body. From his unruly hair, down his magnificently bruised chest, and to his hardening cock beneath his boxers. Crossing her arms over her chest, she pulled her tank top up and over her head, tossing it to the floor behind her.

“God damn.” He groaned, one hand squeezing his cock over the material as her bare breasts were revealed to him. She hadn’t been wearing a bra. “Pants.” His voice was raspy.

Untying the strings, she let them drop to the floor, revealing her tiny green thong to him. It was hardly big enough to cover her sex. With the way his breathing picked up, she figured he liked it.

Levi’s hands were gripping his thighs as she slowly slid the material down her legs, kicking it and her pants to the side. One of his hands came forward to lightly brush across her hip, over to her pelvis, then down to her neatly shaved pussy. His eyes were riveted, worshipful, as his finger caressed down into her folds. Her moan was forced from her lungs when he brushed across her nub repeatedly.