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Christian
The way she kissed me in front of her whole family, like she didn't care who knew, was fucking hot. I knew we shouldn't be crossing the line like this, but now that it was out in the open, I no longer wanted to hide my feelings for her.
When her family finally left, I helped Hailey clean up. As she wiped down the counter, I struggled with the right words to say.
Hailey, I'm not sure where this is going, but I want to explore it further with you. No. That sounded uncertain.
Hailey, I want you. Let me take you to places you've never been before. No. That was a little much. I didn't want to scare her.
Fuck it.
I placed my hand over hers, stopping her from scrubbing the counter. She looked up at me from over her shoulder, and my body tightened.
"Hailey," my voice was hoarse, so I cleared my throat. "What you did back there… No one has ever declared themselves like that for me. It meant a lot."
She nodded.
"I want you to know that I feel the same way. I like you, Hailey. I can't remember the last time I enjoyed being in someone else's company—without doing anything, just being next to them. I know you have a lot going on with your career right now, and I'm not asking you to change any of that. I just want to be honest about what I'm feeling."
She raised herself on her tiptoes and kissed me gently. "I like you, too." She smiled, and I got lost in her eyes. Her hands on my biceps and mine on her waist had me thinking of all kinds of different ways I would hold her. I leaned down and placed my lips on her neck, inhaling her sage scent.
As I moved my tongue along her collarbone, she pushed away. Her eyes grew bigger, and she smiled. "That's it!"
"What is?" I looked down, wondering if she was referring to any parts of my body.
She laughed and then ran from the kitchen.
What the hell was going on? I'd not expected that reaction.
The strumming of a guitar reached me before I entered the living room. Hailey sat on the sofa with her blue guitar in hand, humming and tapping her foot. "When you kissed me, this melody played in my head, and I had to work it out."
I sat on the couch opposite her and leaned back. She bit her lip as she struggled to find the melody. I grabbed a pencil and paper from the desk and passed it to her. "Thanks," she mumbled and scribbled on the pad.
A few minutes later, she sang the chorus and part of a verse of a new song. It was a love song, and my heart swelled at the thought that our kiss had inspired it.
I close my eyes and see the world fall before me.
I close my eyes and see the world and what it's done to me.
But when you're with me, I am true and free.
I see a future and all that I could be.
I inhaled deeply. Her words unsettled me. They spoke to me on a frequency I'd never wanted to hear. I'd seen the world fall, and I'd fallen to my knees along with it. But when she looked at me, I saw a different future—one I'd never thought would be possible for me.
Hailey looked up and smiled. "What do you think? It needs more work, but—"
"I think it's beautiful. You're beautiful. No…" I shook my head, trying to grasp my thoughts. "You're so much more, but I can't find the words to express how I feel right now."
She put her guitar aside and stepped in front of me while I sat on the couch.
I inhaled. "Hailey. You heard your mother. We can't be together," closing my eyes, I added, "even though it kills me to say it."
Hailey smirked. "We should probably keep away from each other in public," then she dropped to her knees in front of me, "but what happens in private is between you and me."
Seeing her on her knees before me, desire shot through my body, and my dick hardened painfully against my jeans. She put her hands on my thighs and licked her lips.
That mouth would be my undoing.
My hand shot out and grabbed the back of her head. Slowly, I pulled her toward me to kiss those full lips. She groaned when my tongue swept inside her mouth. Strawberries and cream. She tasted so fucking good.
Her hands ran down my chest and I felt her slender fingers through the cotton fabric. My body heated to a fever pitch, and I broke the kiss to pull my T-shirt off.
Her eyes greedily took in my chest, and they widened. "Wow, those abs and pecs are better than I imagined."
I would have laughed if her words hadn't given away her fantasies. "You've pictured me naked?" I asked.
She shook her head. "Just your chest. I can't imagine how wrong I would've been about the rest."
I groaned. "Sweetheart, I hope you'll find out."
She kissed me, and my dick begged for her touch. I gathered her shirt in my fist and pulled it off. She wore a black lace bra and her breasts spilled through the sheer cups. My hands itched to hold the soft mounds and I couldn't resist her any longer. Tentatively, as though she were made of sugar, I caressed the flesh above the fabric, dipping my finger between her cleavage. "I want to put my dick there," I admitted.
She bit her lip, and I settled for my tongue. She was so sexy and sure when she danced, but she held back right now and I'd be damned before I would scare her off.
She inhaled sharply when my tongue flicked the skin between her breasts. I pressed my lips to the smooth mounds, one breast first and then the other. I could kiss her here for hours if she would let me. But she grasped the back of my head and pulled on my hair. I smiled and nuzzled her nipple, pulling the lace away with my teeth.
"Yes," she whispered and pressed my head tighter to her chest. She responded to the simplest touch. I couldn't wait to find out how she would look coming apart in my arms.
Unhooking her bra, it fell between our chests and the light touch sent shivers along my arms. I flicked her nipple with my tongue and the soft flesh hardened to a rigid peak. I suckled and lapped around it and she groaned loudly. The sound vibrated down my body, stiffening my groin.
When her leg shook, my heart stopped. Was she close to orgasm? Every past experience told me that I'd hardly touched her and yet, I couldn't deny her body's reaction, or the tension in her muscles.
Gently, I laid her down on the couch and unbuttoned her jeans. Her body relaxed slightly, but she clutched my arms, as though desperate to keep me where I was.
Gladly, I returned to suckling her breasts, but my hand needed to investigate. Slipping my fingers beneath her panties, I sucked in a breath when I found her wet, and her tiny nub rigid.
She groaned and arched her hips. While I knew I could bring her pleasure with manual stimulation, another thought occurred to me.
I wanted her to come without me touching her there at all. I brought my hand up and pressed my fingers to her lips. "Suck."
Her eyes rounded, but then she took my middle finger into her mouth. Heat engulfed my flesh, and her tongue circled my tip. My greedy dick demanded attention, but I ignored it. This was the most erotic thing I'd ever experienced, and I still had pants on.
While she sucked on my finger, I kissed my way back down her chest. I filled my mouth with as much of her flesh as possible, and she moaned loudly. My finger vibrated, and the sensation rocked through my body.
I moved to the other side and sucked hard on the nipple this time. "Ah," she shouted, but her body relaxed underneath me. She hadn't come.
Not yet.
I licked my finger slowly, wetting it enough to stimulate her nipple. The wetness would leave a cool sensation on her sensitive peak. I swiped my thumb across the nub slowly at first, and when her breathing increased, I rubbed faster and harder.
My finger slid from her mouth. "Oh, yes. Yes," she panted. I clutched her neck and rubbed one nipple while sucking on the other at the same time.
Again, and again, and again.
Her body trembled and shook, and she stiffened beneath me. "Oh, god," she cried, and I rejoiced at the sound of her scream as she came harder than I could have ever imagined.
I nearly embarrassed myself by coming like a schoolboy in my pants.
"Oh god. I can't believe… I can't believe that just happened."
I growled deep in my throat. A primal growl of satisfaction. I kissed her and tasted her mouth, grappling with her tongue. She took it, unable to move a muscle.
I sat back and watched her flushed face. It glowed from her orgasm and she pushed her hair back. "That was… I don't know what to say. I've never come like that before. I'm now wondering if I ever even orgasmed like that on my own."
Her praise did wonders for my ego, but little for the painful bulge in my pants.
I fisted my jeans and fought back my urge to push myself inside of her. We hadn't talked about birth control and I didn't bring anything with me. The idea of making love to my client was the furthest thing from my mind when on assignment.
Mind you, most of my clients have been middle-aged men, but still.
Her drowsy eyes met mine, and she smiled. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it," I growled through gritted teeth.
She blinked, and then her eyes dropped to my pants. "Oh."
"Oh," I smiled.
She pushed her pants down, but I shook my head. "I don't have protection. Are you on birth control?"
"Yes," she said, and I hated that she probably was on it because she was sleeping with Trey. I didn't want to picture her falling apart for anyone else. The jealous thought took me by surprise. I worried what making love to her would make me feel. I wanted to erase it from my head.
I gritted my teeth. "Suck me off."
She bit her lip and smiled. "No."
I arched my brow at her defiance.
"I want you to fuck me."
My jaw clenched. I wanted to be inside of her, but a part of me was scared. I fucking admit it. I was terrified of what making love to Hailey would feel like.
When I didn't move. She pushed her panties off and straddled me. She stared into my eyes as she unbuttoned my pants and while my head screamed that this was only sex—I'd done it many times before, my heart knew better. It stopped beating when she gripped me in her hand.
Lifting her body, she slowly impaled herself onto my shaft. We both groaned when she slid in deep. My face fell to her shoulder as she rode me, slowly. My mouth circled her shoulder. Gently, I pressed my teeth into her flesh and she inhaled sharply. She gripped my shoulders and rode faster. Her ass bounced on my balls and I buried my face between her breasts. Finding her sensitive nipples once again, I lapped at one and then the other. Her breathing increased, and I pushed down my urge to come before her. I knew I could get her to break for me again. She was close. I knew her body now and I would take her there.
"Come on, baby. That's it," I whispered in her ear.
She rode me faster and harder, and I clenched my jaw, holding back. Squeezing her ass, I pushed her harder until finally she broke and panted next to my ear. The sound released my hold, and I bucked inside of her once. Twice. Coming hard the third time.
Dropping my head back onto the couch, my heart hammered against my chest. It knew before I did. It knew that this would be different.
It knew that she would change everything.