“Here you go again, being pleased with yourself.”
“Can’t help it. You’re giving me too many reasons.”
“I see. So it’s my doing. Since you’re in such a great mood, I’ll try again; what did you and Avery talk about? Just saying, if you don’t tell me, she will.”
“No, she won’t. I asked her not to.”
She jerked her head back. “And she agreed, just like that?”
The corners of my mouth twitched. “We might have to get a dog.”
Heather burst out laughing. “Serves you right for thinking you can negotiate with Avery.”
“Hey, it got her on my side.”
“Still conspiring, I see,” she said as we climbed the last step. I whirled her around so we were face-to-face. Her eyes widened a little.
“Don’t knock it before you try it. It’s a survival strategy in the Winchester family. Get as many members on your side as possible, or you’re never going to win any fights.”
“But we’re on the same team,” she said, obviously confused.
“Only on certain topics.” I smiled, kissing one corner of her mouth, then the other I walked her backward toward the bedroom, already slipping my thumbs under her tank top, caressing her soft skin until I felt goose bumps.
“So you’re continuing to conspire behind my back?” she asked once we were inside.
I grinned, closing the door. “Always.”
She took off my shirt and jeans, stopping every few seconds, looking at me.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of the view.”
“Music to my ears.”
I dragged my fingers up her arm, drawing circles over her shoulders and neck. Her breath was already shaky with anticipation. I kissed one corner of her mouth, moving my hands up to her breasts, where her skin was still a bit damp from her swimming session. I couldn’t wait to sink inside her, to indulge in her. She was here. She was mine.
I took off her top, running my mouth along the rim of her bikini bra, hooking my thumb in the elastic band underneath, following it all the way to the clasp at the back. After getting the bra out of the way, I teased her breasts with my fingers and my tongue until she had goose bumps everywhere. I moved my mouth down her body until I was on my knees. She guessed my intention before I went for the button of her shorts and undid it for me. I tugged the pants down, holding her to step out of them. I got rid of her panties next, then gripped her hips, but instead of seating her on the bed, I guided her to the wall.
“Oooh, right. You don’t even need a bed. A wall is enough. You....”
The rest of her words faded. I parted her legs, placing one thigh on my shoulder, kissing the inside of it, sliding two fingers toward her opening, slowly, teasing, tempting. I loved feeling her come apart so fast, feeling her want me.
When I slid a finger inside her, she bucked her hips, nearly slamming into me. I nipped at her clit, working her up slowly, savoring every second.
She came spectacularly, arching her back and gritting her teeth. She pressed her fingers against the wall so hard that I knew she was going to leave marks on it.
Pulling back, I rested on my haunches, one elbow on the bed, patting the mattress. She blushed furiously, drawing in deep breaths. I watched her intently as she lay down.
Her chest was moving up and down rapidly. I drew a finger from one nipple to the other, then back, teasing her. I wanted to bury myself inside her, but I also wanted to indulge in foreplay, explore every part of her.
I rose to my feet and kicked off my boxers before focusing on Heather again. Lying on the bed too, I kissed up her legs, alternating between biting and licking all that smooth skin.
Aligning our hips, I drew my cock from her clit all the way down to her entrance. She gasped, rolling her hips. I slid inside her the next second, and nearly came.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groaned. Her inner muscles still pulsed from her last orgasm; her nerve endings were still sensitive.
I moved in and out, pushing up on my elbows so I could watch her, drink in the way her expression changed—from chasing pleasure to being overwhelmed by it.
The second she surrendered to her second orgasm, every muscle in my body burned and tightened, but I didn’t want to let go just yet.
Straightening up, I hooked my forearms under her knees, pulling her toward me. I wanted her at this angle, where I had a perfect view of her breasts bouncing with every thrust. She rode out her wave of pleasure until she was spent, barely able to meet my movements. Smiling, she clenched her inner muscles.
Fuck.
My hips shot forward. Pleasure blindsided me, licking up my spine, spreading to my limbs. I wasn’t in control of my body anymore. I’d never felt anything like it.
“Fuuuck, Heather.”
I stopped midthrust, the breath knocked out of me, and fought for a lungful of air. When she clenched her inner muscles again, I gave in to my orgasm, losing myself in this woman completely.
I wanted to stay entwined like this, but knew I was crushing her with the weight of my body, so I shifted a few inches to the right.
She rolled on her side, making room for me. I lay down on my side too, facing her.
She grinned. “Watch it. Don’t scoot too far back, or you’ll fall out of bed.”
I laughed, moving closer until our fronts were touching. I hooked her upper thigh on top of me.
“Speechless, are you?” she teased, running one finger from the corner of my mouth down my neck. Her skin was damp, her hair clung to the back of her neck and temples, but she was right, I was even more out of sorts than she was. Time to change that.
I rolled her on top of me, chuckling when she yelped.
“What’s this for?” she asked, bracing her palms on my chest.
She was grinning. I wiggled my eyebrows. “I’ll show you speechless.”
Chapter Thirty-One
Heather
On Sunday evening, Ryker and I returned to New York. Avery was coming tomorrow with Mom, who’d decided to spend the whole week here.
“I have an idea,” Ryker said as he pulled out his phone to order an Uber.
I grinned. “Oh, yeah?”
“Spend the night at my apartment.”
“Why did I know you were going to ask me that?” I teased.
By way of answering, he just wiggled his eyebrows. I was still racking my brain for ways to make him tell me what he and Avery had talked about. They’d exchanged secret glances in Arizona , but I couldn’t get anything out of her, hard as I tried.
As soon as we stepped inside his apartment, all my worries slammed back into me. I hadn’t told him yet about my issue with the landlord, because he honestly had enough on his plate and I didn’t want to add to that. I could still stay in my apartment until the end of the month, but that was it. I just had to figure something out. I always managed to come out ahead.
Aside from the office issues, there was a new gala coming up in three weeks, and he had plenty to do.
“How’s the gala coming along?”
“I’m going there tomorrow evening, meeting with the moderator.” A few seconds later, he added, “Want to come with me?”
“When? Mom and Avery arrive at seven.”
“Before that.”
I grinned. “Sure. That would be fun.”