Page 11 of Ensnared By Silence
She was looking everywhere, her green eyes expressive as she meandered through the living room, her hand grazing the back of the couch that split the room. She kept sneaking glances at me, and I felt my cock growing stiff in my jeans.
Walking up behind her, I grasped her hips and pressed against her ass as I whispered, “Let me give you a tour.”
She smiled, and I extended my hand, needing to touch her, and she gripped my palm while I walked her through the large house. There was a half bathroom and guest bedroom on the bottom floor, and as we walked up the stairs, I rubbed against the back of her hand, trying to relax her. If she didn’t let me touch her again tonight, I would be happy just to hold her in my arms. When we reached the top landing, I turned her to the left and showed her the three guest rooms with two shared bathrooms.
“Where do you sleep?” she asked, and her eyes lifted under a veil of thick eyelashes as I tugged her across the landing and into the master bedroom.
I decorated the room in deep blues and charcoal grays with white accents thrown in to break up the dark colors. The first thing I did when I took over the place was redecorate and upgrade the kitchens and bathrooms.
She bit her lip as she looked at the king-sized bed filling the room. There were double doors that led to the private upper deck, and I could imagine bending her over the railing and driving myself into her as we exploded into stardust and floated away into the darkened night sky.
Not wanting to push her, I escorted her back downstairs, turned to the side of the living room, and walked her through the small changing room. I flipped a switch before opening the solid wood door and leading her outside.
She smiled deeply as she looked at the secluded hot tub I recently installed. There were six-foot-tall walls surrounding the tub with plenty of room for two chairs and a table. The tub was bubbling and there were soft white lights strung around the fence that illuminated my private paradise. Turning toward me, she tilted her head as she gripped the bottom of her shirt and wordlessly pulled it over her head, her thick brown hair trailing through the opening and falling around her shoulders like a waterfall cascading down a cliff.
I stepped to her and caressed her cheek as I placed a soft kiss on her lips. “You’re so beautiful.”
Chapter 4
Aubrey
From the look in hiseyes and the sincerity in his voice, I almost believed him. Even after the hottest sex of my life in his office earlier tonight, I still couldn’t believe I was here with him. In a house that cost more than I’ll probably make in my entire life. Mathias had given me the ‘trust me’ stare earlier, and for the first time in years, I’d tried to open myself to someone for more than a meaningless fling.
I wanted to believe there were good people in the world, but my personal experiences had been tainted. After we finished earlier, I wanted to run away. I was embarrassed that I fell into bed—or more specifically, a couch—with him after less than fifty words between us. He refused to let me run, insisting on keeping a hand on me, and every time he placed a kiss on my head, a little more of the steel around my heart melted.
Meeting his friend and enjoying the laughter and company relaxed the knot in my chest and allowed me to experience the fun without the usual anxiety and despair. I worried about where this was leading, but went with the flow and let each minute pass into the next.
The hot tub warmed the cool air inside the enclosure, but my skin was covered in chills. I was terrified of my feelings toward him and hoped when tonight was over, I could walk away with my heart intact. Every little nuisance of Hayden’s made me fall a little more, and I was in real danger of losing myself in him.
Hayden kissed me again, his tongue licking against my lips until I opened for him. His thumb was on the pulse of my neck as I let my hands roam across his toned chest, feeling the ridges of his abs under my fingertips. He began kissing my jaw and his hands roamed over my shoulders and across my chest until he found the clasp to my bra.
Pulling back from the all-consuming kiss, he looked me in the eyes as he unhooked the clasp and my breasts fell free. My nipples pebbled as he brushed his thumb over them and kissed and nipped along my neck. Chills erupted across my exposed skin and I shivered in his arms. With slow movements, he unzipped my skirt and it fell into a heap at my feet. Kicking my shoes off, I dropped three inches, coming up to the middle of his chest.
He lifted my face up to him and suggested, “Why don’t you get settled into the hot tub and I’ll pour us some drinks.”
Licking my lips, I replied, “That sounds nice.”
