Page 15 of Backroom Boy
I would have argued with him longer, but he unclasped the front of my bra and dipped his head to kiss the underside of my breast before finding my nipple. There wasn’t a lot of talking after that. Just his lips and tongue and teeth driving me crazy. I whimpered when his head lifted and he smiled up at me.
“You’re fucking beautiful, Delta Bishop.”
Something bloomed in my chest and came out in the form of a smile on my face. I’d never felt more beautiful than when Lukas Murphy nudged my thighs apart for him and swept his gaze over the whole length of my body. His finger traced down my belly and into the closely cropped curls I kept between my legs. His head dipped again, this time to zero in on my clit while his finger worked its way inside me. I gasped, the sound eaten up by the silence of the night around us. Reaching down, I wound my fingers through his hair, keeping him in place in case he dared to leave me unsatisfied.
The flat of his tongue tasted me, the tip drove me wild, and his one finger became two. Pleasure hit like a tidal wave. I felt nothing but Lukas attacking with the single-minded focus he showed with all his tasks. I briefly registered that I must have pulled too hard on his hair, because his grunt mixed with my long moan as I spiraled out into the sky.
Lukas gave me time to breathe, then his hands pried my fingers out of his hair, a smirk of devilish proportions on his face. His mouth was wet, and the sight made me blush. Most guys our age didn’t bother going down on a girl, wasting no time getting to the finish line for themselves. A girl had to be quick about it or she’d miss her opportunity. Lukas, on the other hand, seemed quite pleased with himself, as he had every right to be.
“Wow. I’ve been missing out,” I said absentmindedly, watching his muscles flex as he moved.
Lukas shoved his boxers down and pulled a condom out of the picnic basket, rolling it on and settling between my legs again. His eyes were wide. “That’s the first time a guy’s gone down on you?”
I nodded, my hair probably a total wreck.
“Fucking idiots.” Lukas shook his head. “I’d eat you out every day if you let me.”
I squeezed my eyes shut, embarrassed and turned on so much I wanted to climb him like the grapevines in the field. Where had this guy come from? And how long could I keep him?
“I’ll hold you to it,” I answered, flickering my eyes open to see him notching himself against me.
He slid in nice and slow, taking his time and stealing my breath with each inch. He felt so fucking good I wanted to howl at the moon and scratch my nails along his back. And that was before he began to move, the drag of his thick cock in and out in a steady rhythm driving me absolutely crazy.
Lukas held himself above me on his elbows, his shoulders straining as he drove into me. His hair was a mess from my fingers. I reached around and grabbed his ass, enjoying the flex of muscle there and loving the way he grunted when I forced him to thrust even harder.
“Delta…” he said on an exhale.
He sped up, his gaze looking like a man possessed as he took in my breasts swaying with each thrust.
“Mmm, Lukas, like that.” I almost couldn’t believe it, but I felt like I could orgasm again if he just kept going for another few seconds.
Lukas reached down and hooked my leg over his arm, opening me up further as my hands grabbed on to his shoulders for support. Fuck, I was glad I did yoga on the regular because bending like a pretzel was so much better when Lukas’s cock was inside me.
“Look at me,” he grunted.
I blinked, not realizing my eyes had closed. Lukas’s jaw clenched tight, his blue eyes appearing almost black as he looked down at me. I let go of his shoulders and grabbed his face, reaching up as high as I could go to kiss him. It was sloppy, more tongue and lips than finesse, but it sent me right over the edge. I pulsed around him as I bit his lip and squeezed my eyes shut again. Stars danced behind my eyelids. His body stiffened above me and I felt his groan more than heard it.
I flopped back to the blanket, my arms sliding off his shoulders. My limbs were so far gone I couldn’t have held on to Lukas if my life depended on it. He must have felt the same way since his weight crushed me while we both gasped for air.
“Holy shit, Delta,” he mumbled against my neck some moments later.
I stared up at the white lights dotting the canopy of the tree. I’d never look at this corner of our property the same way again.
“Holy shit is right.”
7
Lukas
“Staff meeting in five.” Delta slapped my ass as she passed, her sly little look for my eyes only.
We hadn’t had much alone time together since our date last weekend. I’d thought about her every single second though. The way her eyes had gone hazy with my dick filling her. The crescent nail marks that had stayed on my back for days, reminding me of the best sex I’d ever experienced. Not that I had a ton of experience in my twenty years, but I doubted anything could surpass that night in the vineyard.
The only downside to that whole night was having to drop her off at the end of her driveway so she could walk the rest of the way home. It was on my insistence, and as much as it pained me to be her dirty little secret, I knew that’s the way it had to be. Her parents would not look kindly on me dating their precious daughter.
And I guessed that was what we were doing: dating.
I finished the last glass, setting it on the counter to air dry before wiping down my arms and hands. My fingers were continually pruned from washing dishes every day. Once that task was done, I headed into the tasting room that closed for the hour every Thursday mid-morning for the staff meeting before the busy weekend started. Immediately, I spotted Delta chatting up Rosie over by the long bar. She gave me a quick wink, but otherwise acted completely normal.
