Page 71 of Wish I Didn't Want You Back

The house still lacked some finished walls and flooring, but at least the plumbing was fixed.

He looked out the window, where he could see the storm-fueled waves lap up over the dock. The water looked like it was ready to boil. “I’ve got a bag in my truck with a change of clothes. Why don’t you hop in the shower first?”

I bounded upstairs and quickly peeled off my wet, heavy clothes. I had a few things in the closet, so I grabbed a sweatshirt and a pair of yoga pants.

As I bent over, searching for a pair of underwear, the floorboard creaked, and I turned to see Brooks standing in the doorway.

“Did you find what you were looking for?” I pointed to the black bag clutched tightly in his hands.

His brown eyes dragged over me as if he hadn’t just seen me a few minutes ago. “Yeah.”

It was then that I realized that I was standing in front of him, completely naked.My arms instinctively flew to my chest in an attempt to cover myself. His eyes moved over every inch of me. Goose bumps broke out along my skin that had nothing to do with the cold, wet weather outside.

I should have been embarrassed, but I wasn’t. Not with the way he was looking at me.

He dropped his bag on the floor and moved forward.

“Sorry.” I swallowed thickly. “I was about to hop in the shower.”

His steps were slow and deliberate. “You have nothing to be sorry for,” he said, slipping his hand along my waist and pulling me to his chest. I could feel every muscle, every beat of his heart against mine.

I threaded my fingers through his damp hair. “I think you need your eyes checked because I am a wet mess right now.”

His hands cupped my cheeks, holding me still. I whimpered when he dipped his head and brushed his mouth along the shell of my ear. “I am about to get you even wetter.”

I barely had time to react before his mouth was on mine. Whatever insecurities I had about him seeing me without clothes on faded away. Nothing beyond these walls existed. Brooks had a way of shutting off my brain, so all I focused on was him.

My body sagged against his as the kiss turned harder.

He moaned and moved his hand to my hair, keeping me right where he wanted me. This man was the only thing in the world that ever made sense to me. I loved him since I first laid eyes on him. The past few weeks have been nothing but a dream. I didn’t deserve him. I never have.

His hand slid down my body, stopping at my core. “I could watch you like this forever.”

A noise came from my throat as he pushed a finger inside. “Brooks.”

I felt him harden against my belly. “You have no idea how perfect you look right now.”

I gasped when he shoved another finger through my folds. My hips bucked forward as he dug deeper. His pace was slow and steady, but it still worked me into a frenzy. “Nothing compares to seeing you like this.”

He dropped to his knees and planted his face right at my opening.

“Oh, God.” I panted out and gripped my fingers into his shoulders. I rocked myself into him. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t talk. All I could do was pull his face into me.The storm outside was completely forgotten.

I was going to come from the flicks of his tongue and the touch of his hands alone.

My breathing picked up when he pressed his thumb to my clit and started sliding his tongue back and forth. I was sensitive everywhere. The pressure was almost too much.

“You’re almost there, aren’t you?” His grin was cocky, but I was too caught up in the sensations he was bringing me to say anything back.

My legs started to shake against his mouth when he latched on harder. I was seconds away from coming undone.

“You’re even more beautiful when you lose control,” he said, dragging his tongue along my skin. He increased the pressure, and I clenched around him. “That’s it, baby, give me every last drop.” My entire body shook as he continued to draw every ounce of pleasure I had until there was nothing left to give.

I sagged against the wall, needing a minute to catch my breath. Brooks stood, a smile breaking out across his face.

I couldn’t believe this beautiful man was mine again.

He grabbed me by the waist and pressed a kiss to my lips. I tasted myself on his tongue.I should have been grossed out, but this was us, messy, raw, and imperfect.

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