“Are you about done now?” I ask her. “I’m a lot of things, Lauren, but I’m not a liar or a fucking cheat. I want you.” I close the distance between us, running the back of my fingers from her shoulder to her elbow. “Only you. You drive me absolutely fucking crazy, and you keep me on my fucking toes. You make me want everything, and I’ve never wanted everything. I’ve only wanted me. Now, I want you and everything that comes with you. I want the dinners at the table. I want laughter. I want the kids’ banter. Fuck, I even want Rachel calling me Asshat, but not all the time.” I chuckle as I see her smile. “I want more Sundays like the one we had when we woke up together.”
I pull her to me as I wrap my arms around her, placing a kiss where her shoulder meets her neck. I feel the shiver that runs through her in response. “Austin,” she whispers, her chest rising and falling with her nerves. “I would really hate to cut off your dick,” she says quietly, “but I will. If that doesn’t work, Kaleigh will finish the job.”
I push her against the door, taking her mouth before she says anything else. The need to taste her more powerful than my next breath. My mouth devours hers, while her mouth matches my need with her own.
Our tongues are tangling together when her hands go straight to my belt, my hands going for her ass.
I leave her mouth, running my lips down her neck to the plunging V at her chest. Pushing the material off her breast, I bend to take her nipple into my mouth. I suck on it deeply, and her head falls back against the door, her hands stopping their assault of my belt.
“Austin,” she moans, lifting a leg to my hip, my hand holding her leg then roaming up it and dipping into the slit to slide along the back of her thigh. I glide my hand all the way up to cup her bare ass.
“You better be wearing panties,” I warn her before giving her nipple a soft bite. Releasing her leg, I squat down in front of her, both hands roaming up the backs of her legs until they get to her ass.
“Oops, my bad. I guess I forgot to put panties on.” Her breathing turns a little deeper as my hands squeeze her ass.
“Fuck,” I hiss, realizing that this whole time, she has had nothing on under this hot-as-hell outfit. I stand up just as she reaches behind her neck, unclips the top, and in one swoosh, the material glides down her body until she’s standing in front of me, gloriously naked, except for her gold shoes.
She cups her breasts in her hands and asks, “You ready to drop the whole ‘don’t shit where you eat’ bullshit?” Her eyes close as she rolls her nipples between her fingers. I would give away my soul right now to touch her. Her tongue darts out to lick her lips, and one hand moves down her body as she buries it in herself.
My hands are in my hair, pulling at the strands, as my cock jerks against my pants as if to question why he’s not already buried in her. “Fuck. Fine,” I give in as I start undoing my pants.
“You would do that for me? For us?” she asks.
“Anything,” I tell her then place my forehead on hers. “Anything for you,” I whisper, knowing I would give her the fucking moon if I could.
“Good, I quit.” She smiles. “Now, how about you show me how much you’ve missed me?” I pull my pants down to my thighs, reaching into my pocket to grab my wallet and a condom. I cover myself quickly, but it still takes longer than I want it to.
I pick her up. “Really sorry, but this is going to be fast. I promise you I’ll make it up to you,” I tell her as I plunge my cock into her and fuck her, hard and fast, against the door. No talking is necessary as our bodies, heaving with our need for each other, do the talking for us.
I pound into her over and over again until her pussy finally clamps down on me and she yells out my name. I stroke into her roughly before I plant myself all the way in her and follow her over the edge into orgasm. She’s wrapped around me with her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. My head is resting on her shoulder as I catch my breath. “Tell me you’ll come home with me.”
She giggles. “Can I say no?”
“Try it, I dare you,” I challenge her right before there is knocking at the door.
“Austin, are you in there?” The whiny voice calls from the other side.
“Fucking Serena,” I mumble. I place Lauren down on her feet, where she picks up her outfit, sliding herself into it, and fastens it at the neck. I take care of the condom and buckle up. I drop a kiss on her lips right before the door swings open and Serena stands there. “Hey, the door must have been stuck. Serena, this is my girlfriend, Lauren.” I grab her and bring her close to me. “Lauren, this is the owner of this place, Serena.”
Chapter 27
Lauren
The door swings open, and the blonde from earlier comes in. “Hey, the door must have been stuck. Serena, this is my girlfriend, Lauren,” Austin introduces, curling an arm around me and bringing me in close to
