Page 65 of The MC's Little Brother

Her breath caught in her throat when I trailed lower, dipping my tongue into her belly button and tracing the tip on her lower belly. She whimpered when I paused over her mound, but I skipped past it, shifting back to start at her ankle and work my way up. I did it again on the other side, until she was panting, her fingers fisted in my hair to drag me where she wanted me. Mel was never the quiet, shy type. She wasn’t afraid to tell me what she needed.

Slowly, I parted her with my thumbs and ran my tongue over her entrance. A choked moan escaped her, and I did it again to get her to repeat the sound. Moving farther up, I traced circles around her clit, moving my arm across her hips to steady her as she started writhing and moaning. Her thighs tightened around my head when I sucked on her clit and her moans got louder when I dipped my tongue inside her. Every noise, every movement, was addictive, and I relentlessly tried to get even more from her, until she was falling apart with a cry of ecstasy.

She lifted her head, her cheeks and chest flushed from her release. “I’m kind of pissed I’ve been missing out on that because I was too chicken to tell you I was interested.”

Slipping my hand around the back of her neck, I drew her up to kiss her roughly. It pissed me off, too. I could’ve had her years ago if I’d just opened my eyes. I didn’t follow her around just because I was overprotective. I was possessive and hated the idea of someone else touching her. I had too many regrets over what we could’ve had, but I wasn’t going to ignore what I had now moping about it. I was going to savor every minute with her until I felt like she was ready for me to claim her. If it was just about what I wanted, I would’ve claimed her the day she kissed me. I had to get her on the same page.

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Melissa

Weren’t men supposed to be selfish in bed? That’s what I’d always experienced, anyway. So when Mattias laid me out on his desk, I expected something different. Not that I was complaining. He was set on making me come with his mouth alone and really freaking thorough about it. I needed a minute to come down from the mind-shattering experience. But when I offered to reciprocate, he denied me with a quick kiss and a smile that melted me into a puddle on the floor. It wasn’t fair that he was that handsome and cute at the same time. I couldn’t survive that.

Since he obviously wasn’t going to let me, I gave him his space to work. I’d get back at him later. I needed a shower before work. Maybe I could convince him to join me.

Heading to the kitchen, I found a plate with my name on it in the oven. Xander had scribbled a little note on top telling me to have a good shift tonight. I smiled and tucked in, making a mental note to thank him later. And maybe also mention he was a better cook than me. He’d get a kick out of that.

Wraith came out of his office while I was cleaning up, a frown on his face. I tipped my head at him.

“What is it?”

“I got a call from work. I need to pick up something from the office. It’s a long drive, and I’m worried about being able to pick up Xander on time.”

Pursing my lips, I considered him. “What am I? Chopped liver?”

He chuckled, the low sound giving me goosebumps. That laugh and that smile were lethal. I was helpless to resist him.

“I put you as an approved pick-up and an emergency contact. I hope you don’t mind. He trusts you and if I’m busy, I know he’d feel more comfortable with you than any of the crew.”

Wrapping my arms around his waist, I leaned back to look at him. No teasing this time. He was worried about his little brother and he needed to know, relationship or not, that I’d be there for Xander.

“I’m glad. If he needs help, I’ll show up. No matter what.” Pausing, I thought about it before adding, “Just don’t expect me to cook dinner. We’ll order out if you’re not around.”

Wrapping himself around me, he leaned to kiss me, murmuring against my lips. “Good. I don’t want him getting food poisoning.”

Gasping with mock outrage, I smacked my palm on his chest. He just laughed, settling me with a slow kiss. I didn’t forget that line he used about making up for the kisses we should’ve had. I almost wanted to tattoo that somewhere so I wouldn’t forget. It was a swoon worthy line, and he’d need to come up with something amazing to top it.

Mattias left on his bike not long later, ruining my plan to drag him into the shower with me. Since I had most of the day to myself, I figured I’d take Thor for a run and maybe visit Skylar and the babies. She was so overwhelmed with two babies, it was hard for her to get out much, so she mostly stayed home instead of going to the shop with Butch. I came over to help with cleaning and babysitting so she could nap on the days when I wasn’t busy with work or was avoiding chores in my own house.

The run went well, though I got a few side glances from Thor. I knew he ran with Mattias almost daily, and I wasn’t nearly as fast as him. Plus, I had shorter legs. Thor kept looking at me like,are you serious?It made me laugh so hard, I had to stop a few times to catch my breath. Once we got back, Igave him a treat and ran upstairs to shower and change. Not into scrubs right away, that’d be exhausting. Instead, I grabbed shorts and a t-shirt, and I was in the middle of putting on my makeup when my phone rang on the counter next to me. I picked it up without looking, putting it to my ear.

“Hello?”

“Hello, is this Ms. Lawson?”

I frowned at the unfamiliar voice. “This is. Who’s this?”

“My name is Monica Stine. I’m the nurse at Golden Sierra Middle School. I’m calling about Xander Ruiz?”

Sucking in a breath, I put the makeup brush down. “Is something wrong?”

He’d only been in school a few hours at this point. He couldn’t be having trouble already, could he? Unless he wasn’t as recovered as we thought?

“Well, it seems like Xander had a bit of a panic attack. His teachers have been giving him some tests to see where he’s at since Mr. Ruiz said he struggled before now, and it must have been too much for him. He’s asking to go home.”

Yikes. A whole day of testing with no warning? I’d probably panic too.

“Alright. I’ll be there in ten minutes. Does he need an ambulance? Did he lose consciousness at all?”

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