Page 47 of Nanny For My Brother's Best Friend

TRUTH

MILES

Isee it sink in and Delilah’s eyes flash with something. Some different emotions I can’t decipher.

“He had the tickets, and I didn’t know how to tell him I didn’t want to go without making a big deal of it. I hoped the seats would be in the nosebleed section and you’d never see me there.”

“Brynn saw you, too.”

Her face falls, and Delilah closes her eyes.

“I know. It didn’t feel like a date and any chance of it being one crashed down around me. Colton is smart. He knew and just dropped me off and I don’t think I’ll ever see him again.”

“Good.”

“Good? What are we going to do from here?”

Delilah wrinkles her nose adorably and I take a deep breath before taking her face in my hands.

“This.”

The kiss is explosive, and she wraps her arms around my waist to pull me closer.

Is this still wrong?

Yes, for all the same reasons. I just can’t help myself.

I tilt my head and deepen the kiss, feeling her fighting for dominance as our tongues meet. It’s such a turn on and the kiss seems to last forever before I pull away to catch my breath.

“You’re incredible.”

Our eyes lock as Delilah breathes in and out, her eyes wild with passion.

I kiss her again and this time we stumble to my room, all thoughts of stopping fleeing from my mind. There weren’t many to begin with. I close the door behind us, locking it just in case.

We strip our clothes off hurriedly, tossing them to the floor in our haste to touch again. When our mouths meet and I feel her body heat against my chest, I reach down to grip her ass tightly.

Memories of the last time we were here play through my mind and I hope it doesn’t end like that again. I want this too badly.

I moan when Delilah pulls away, sitting on the bed as she stares at me. Taking me in her hand, she strokes gently, and my body responds with all the blood-flow going to my cock.

“Nobody else has touched this?”

I shiver at the breathy tone in her voice and nod.

“Nobody, Delilah. I haven’t wanted anyone else since I saw you.”

Her mouth wraps around me, and I groan at the feeling of the wet heat. She knows what to do, moving up and down slowly with her mouth tight on me for a while before stroking me with her tongue.

“Fuck.”

I slide a hand into her hair, tightening my hold around her curls as she moves again, faster this time. Guiding her slightly, I pull with her movements and feel the pressure building. There’s nothing more I want than to feel her swallowing me, but I focus and look down at her.

“I’m so close, Delilah. Where do you want me?”

She moves harder, taking me into the back of her throat as I hold on to her hair for dear life. I can’t help rocking with her, matching her rhythm before I cry out her name in my release.

Delilah drinks me in before pulling away, slumping back to the mattress. I watch her, taking in her pebbled nipples as my mouth waters. She’s unique from the others I’ve slept with, but being an athlete often just draws in a certain woman. That’s so far past me and I move beside her on the bed, pulling her leg with me before stroking between her thighs.

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