Page 38 of Luck of the Draw

There was an extended pause. “You sure do like feeding people.”

“Feeding people is just part of southern hospitality.” Brennan placed his hand on a bulge under the sheet that he correctly guessed was the side of her hip and rubbed it slowly, but firmly. “We do southern hospitality really well around here.”

“Maybeyoudo,” she countered. “Most people are not like you. Most people are assholes.”

“I try really hard not to be an asshole. I might not always succeed at it. Evident from me getting all up in your business just now.”

Skye slipped the sheet away from her face and looked at him with a more subdued expression. “You’re not an asshole. That’s obvious. You probably don’t even know how to be an asshole.”

Brennan stilled his hand but kept it on her hip. “I definitely do, but I think I avoid it for the most part.”

She moved up the bed to rest her head on the pillow, staring at the ceiling like she was sifting through her thoughts. “Your concern is very kind.” She placed her hand on his. “I appreciate it.”

“Don’t mention it, honey. It’s common decency.”

The once-over she gave him bordered on incredulous. “Common decency is not so common. But you probably don’t know that because around here you, quote-unquote,‘do southern hospitality.’It probably doesn’t even occur to you how awful most people are because you’re insulated by money, and that allows you to be stuck on manners.”

Brennan curled his lips between his teeth and let the not-so-subtle jab slide. She wasn’t wrong. “I’m sure you’re right about that, and I’m just glad I don’t contribute to the lack of it.”

“Well, me too,” she said with a bit of snark. “After all, you made it so I didn’t have to find a hotel room last night.” She reached high over her head and uttered a little mewl and a sigh while she stretched. Her small, full breasts lifted and then bounced a little as she lowered her arms. She folded her arms up against her chest and nestled deep into the pillow again, coyly turning her eyes back to his face. “Your bed is so much more snuggly than a hotel bed.”

He smiled. “Is my bedsnuggly?”

She slid down the mattress and disappeared under the sheet again. “It’s totally snuggly.” She burrowed in the sheets until she curled up next to his side, and he draped his arm around her back, kissing her head.

“Does that mean you’d still like to stay here again tonight?”

“Yes, but if you keep making a big deal about all this, I’m going to permanently attach my panties to your head so you can’t see me.”

Brennan laughed, and she slid her hand around his waist, tucking her face and kissing the dip between his pectoral muscles. “If that’s supposed to be a threat, you need to try harder.”

She stroked the tip of her nose in a line up his chest, then arched an eyebrow at him. “So, you like wearing my panties, Brennan?”

This was good. Her wall was up only temporarily, and her wall needed to be down for Brennan to figure out how to help her. No, she did not need an interrogation, but she definitely needed saving of some kind, and he was definitely the man for the job.

“I did like that, but I think they look a lot better on you.” Brennan lifted the sheet to gaze down at her mouth-watering, lithe, completely naked body. His cock instantly twitched up to half-mast. “Though they appear to be missing right now.”

Skye shifted onto her side and pressed her small yet sumptuous breasts against his bare chest. “If I recall correctly, you slingshotted them across the room just before round two.”

“And if I recall correctly…” He paused to kiss her neck. “You didn’t give me the pleasure of returning a certain favor.”

Her gaze darted down toward his boxer briefs, which were tented with his now full-mast erection. The little pink tip of her tongue skated out along the rim of her lips. “What favor might that be?”

Brennan kissed down the column of her neck to the plane of her chest and filled his palm with her breast. He circled her nipple with his thumb, causing it pucker into a hard peak. “I bet if you think really hard, you can figure it out, baby girl.”

She sucked in a breath as she arched into him. Her skin was warm and soft, and it pebbled into chills under his hands and mouth. “I can’t think when you’re doing that.”

“Then I guess it’s going to be a surprise.” He covered her other breast with his mouth. He hadn’t been able to truly taste and enjoy her last night due to her insistence upon accommodating him, and now Brennan was suddenly famished and fully intended to feast on her.

She whimpered quietly and scraped her nails over his scalp. “I love surprises.”

He circled his tongue around the peak, and the mere act of having his mouth on her caused his already rigid dick to go even more hard. He drew his lips and tongue down her navel, pushing her knees wide, and a long breath drained from her.

“Holy crap,” she murmured, arching her back like her body was trying to reach for him, her fingers gripping his hair. “You are alot.”

Brennan chuckled. “Oh, honey, I am alotfor sure, and there is alotthat I really want to do to you.” His wanton gaze met hers from across her naked body. “Such a pretty pussy on you, baby doll.” He reached his face forward to press a single kiss to the concave plane of her lower abs. “It’s making me ravenous.”

Skye whimpered again, looking down at him, and her bottom lip caught between her teeth. “Oh my God.” She dropped her head backward as he slid two fingers up and down her hot, wet slit. “Don’t stop.”

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