Page 19 of Deja Brew

I stop and pull away. “I’m sorry, I’ll stop?—”

“No. I like it. Keep going.” She grinds down on my hand.

Her grinding spurs me on and I begin to move again, trying different techniques to figure out what makes her gasp. It doesn’t take me long to figure out she prefers small, quick circles on her clit. Once I realise it, I focus my attentions on the movement and it’s not long until she groans into my shoulder, going on tiptoes, her hands digging into my coat.

“Are you going to come for me? On the street where anyone could walk by?” I whisper in her ear. “You’re gonna come for me, against the brick wall of your store where people line up for your cookies. On my rough fingers that deliver your supplies.”

“Leo,” she whimpers.

A car drives by but she doesn’t notice. I’m not worried anyone will see her with her long coat covering everything.

My nose nudges her ear. “Come for me,” I whisper the demand, and she stills in my arms with a breathy sound I’ll remember until I die while I continue the tight circles on her clit.

My movements slow to a stop as her breathing evens out, and she rubs her head contentedly on my chest like a cat. Slipping my hand out of her underwear, I smooth them into place and button her jeans. She lifts her head and smiles at me softly. A gentle curve of her lips and it undoes me. She presses to her toes and kisses me, chaste and delicate, but I cherish it.

“Best way to start a workday.”

I laugh. “I’m at your service, milady.”

She giggles and drags me into a hug. My arms loop low on her waist and I tuck my head into the side of her neck. Breathing her in, taking her scent inside me and trying not to smear her drying orgasm on her coat.

“We should go inside and continue this,” I suggest, not ready to see her leave yet.

She slaps my chest gently. “Hygiene! Do you want the café shut down?”

“Never.” I kiss my apology on her neck. “I don’t want to let you go.”

“I finish work at one and could come to yours after?” The suggestion’s timid, like she thinks I’ll reject her. As if I’d ever do that.

I shake my head and meet her gaze. “I’ll come to you. I want to see your home. And officially meet your cat.”

She rolls her eyes at me. The flush on her cheeks give her a glow and her eyes sparkle despite the derisive look. “Fine. I’ll meet you there. I assume you know where it is?” She raises an eyebrow.

“You know I do.” I duck to kiss her heated cheek. “Now go to work so I can ravish you later.” I spin her and give her ass a gentle tap.

She jumps and shoots me a glare, but I know she doesn’t mean it because she can’t contain her giggle. “See you later.”

She enters her store, locks it behind her, and blows me a kiss before disappearing to the back.

I stay until Gemma arrives and then head to Lily’s flat to wait for her.

7

LILY

As soon asI could leave the café, I did. Left Gemma in charge, who smirked at me when I left, but didn’t say anything. Her knowing look was enough. How she knew something happened, I don’t know. There must be something different about me. I’m assuming when I came in today post-orgasm and smiled properly for the first time in two weeks instead of moping around the café, it was a dead giveaway.

Rounding the corner to my street, I notice Leo leaning against a streetlight opposite my flat, eyes focused on my front door, a grocery bag beside his feet.

There are no cars on the street, so when I yell across it, I know he’ll hear me. “You gonna come in or watch through my window?”

His head jerks towards me, and he grins when he sees me. The instant reaction creates a glow in my chest to see the obvious happiness. That I caused.

“Am I allowed in?” he asks.

Reaching my door, I unlock it, hold it open for him, and wait while he crosses the street to enter my space.

He comes through the doorway and his arm brushes against my chest in the tight hallway as he takes his shoes off. Thismorning should have been enough for me, instead the contact causes me to bite my lip and swallow a gasp.

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