Eventually, I’d had my fill—for the moment—and straightened to stare into her glazed, green pools. “One of these days, I going to fuck these sexy tits while you suck me off,” I promised her in a gritty voice.
I watched her, gauging her response to my explicit words, and when she shuddered and her eyes darkened, I grinned. Yeah, she was fucking perfect.
“You want that, baby?” I asked silkily as I licked a path up the valley between her quivering breasts. She nodded and squirmed on my lap. “You want to come again?”
“Mm-hmm,” she moaned.
“What was that?” I nibbled my way up her neck and along her jaw until I could suck the bottom of her earlobe into my mouth.
“Yes,” she answered in a barely audible voice. It had been clear right away that she was inexperienced, which was hot as fuck. So I told myself to back off and slowly introduce her to the dirty, grittier side of sex. But the breathy little moaning sound she made sizzled on my skin like an electric current.
“Then that’s exactly what you’ll get.” My hot breath bathed the shell of her ear, and she trembled. “But this time, you’re gonna do it with my cock buried in your tight, wet little pussy.” I waited for a beat, and when she whimpered and rocked against me, I took that as permission to proceed. “Get on the bed and lie down, baby,” I commanded. She took a deep breath and looked into my eyes as her pink tongue darted out to wet her lips. I groaned and squeezed her tits one more time before letting them go. “Move your sexy little ass, baby. Before I lose control and fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week.”
Her eyes widened, and her mouth formed a little O. I raised a brow and waited to see what she would do next. I would enjoy making love to my girl, but I’d also love giving her a rough, hard fuck. I wanted her to know what she was getting into with me but was a little terrified she’d go running for the hills.
After an eternity—or at least a few seconds—she scrambled to the middle of the bed and laid down on her back. I grinned and stood, my eyes sweeping over her gorgeous body. My body tightened in anticipation, and I leaned one knee onto the mattress, about to climb on when—
Bang! Bang!
“Yo! Hack!”
It was Breaker—who must’ve gotten here after I headed to Paisley’s room—and I was going to gut the motherfucker and bury him where no one would ever find the body. “Fuck off!” I shouted.
But he immediately banged again and yelled back, “Benji texted with news, man. Get your head out of your ass—or wherever else it’s been this whole time—and get out here.”
My eyes skimmed over Paisley’s ripe, half-naked body, and I growled.
He was a dead man. DEAD. MAN.
5
Paisley
My brain was fuzzy from the earth-shattering orgasm Hack had given me, but I was still with it enough to toss the blanket over my mostly naked body when some guy pounded on the door. I wasn’t certain how everything had gotten out of control so quickly between Hack and me, but I didn’t regret what had happened. Heck, I’d been more than ready for him to climb between my legs and take my innocence. I was too worked up to appreciate the interruption, even though I probably should have since I’d only spoken to him the first time tonight—even though I remembered him from everything that had happened six months ago. I’d only spotted him once, and then he’d seemed to stay in the background. But even with that brief glimpse, he was memorable. If I’d realized the guy I had been perving over was the same one who’d texted me, I probably would’ve latched onto my feeling of being watched as an excuse to reach out to him long before now.
I giggled at the comment about where Hack’s head had been, thinking about how much I would’ve enjoyed having it buried between my thighs like the guy was suggesting. Hack growled again as he took his knee off the mattress and grabbed my bra and shirt to hand them to me. “Put these on. I’m not leaving you here alone, and no fucking way are you going to be around the guys with your tits bouncing around. One of them would notice, and I’d hate to be forced to kill one of my brothers because he stared at you too long.”
“Not sure what you’re talking about, but I can hear you talking.” There were three more loud bangs against the door. “I get that you probably want to kill me, but you need to move your ass and not while you pump in and out of the sexy thing you’re holed up with.” Hack was across the room in a flash, yanking on the door as the guy continued, “Not that I blame you. I’d want—”
The guy didn’t get to finish what he was about to say before Hack slammed his fist against his mouth. I gasped when I realized it was Breaker. He’d been the one to give me a ride home after David Clark died. He’d also installed a deadbolt on my front door and got the property manager to give me an assigned spot only a few spaces down from my house. He hadn’t said much to me back then, but he’d been respectful in the short time we’d spent together while he made sure I felt safe in my home. He hadn’t been even the tiniest bit flirtatious, so I didn’t understand why he was spouting off
