Page 42 of The Run Home
She leaned over and took my hand in hers, squeezing. “I promised your mom that I’d look out for you when you were just a little thing. Didn’t think she wouldn’t be here to do the same, however.”
Gigi sniffed, and I couldn’t help tearing up a bit myself. My mom and Gigi had been best friends and neighbors. Mom’s death hadn’t been easy on Gigi, especially after Willy passed too. I knew having her boys back in Blueball was exactly what she needed and I was glad they’d made the move.
“I won’t keep you, honey. I just wanted to see how you’re doing.”
I squeezed her hand back. “I’m good. Just busy with teaching, seeing my friends. You know, that sort of thing.”
She tilted her head, and I braced myself. I’d known her long enough to know that head tilt meant something was coming I might not like. “And Boon? Is he being a gentleman?”
My brain instantly went to him railing me against the washing machine. “Yes,” I managed to squeak out.Do not blush right now.
Gigi smiled and stood up, taking her hand back. “Well, that’s a relief. I know he comes over to check on you, but I wanted to make sure he wasn’t coming too late. You need your sleep so you can teach the youth of America.”
With a wink, she spun around and let herself out of my house. I sat there stunned, brain swirling on whether she knew about Boon and me or not. Was that just a casual comment about being at my house late? Or did she know? Oh God. This was not good. I might not ever be able to show my face outside of my house again.
It didn’t help that my bed dipped after midnight, waking me up from a fitful dream. Arms pulled me into a muscly embrace.
“Shh. It’s me,” Boon whispered. I’d know that voice and his scent anywhere. Even in the middle of the night and in the pitch-black darkness.
“What…what are you doing here?” I tried to blink the sleep from my brain.
His hands roamed over the front of my body, instantly making my breath come faster. “You’ve got to lock your back door, lovebug.”
I smiled into the darkness. Despite Lydia’s prediction, I firmly did not believe Boon would come over again. I was stupid excited that he had. “But then how would you sneak over here?”
He groaned and rolled his hips into my ass, his erection obvious. His whisper in my ear made me shiver. “I have a filthy fantasy about fucking a schoolteacher, and you’re the only one who can give me this fantasy.”
Dang. This man. Everything he said made my body ache. “Oh yeah? Why would I help you?”
“I’ll make it worth your while, lovebug. Multiple times over.” His fingers found my nipple and plucked it over and over again through my tank top.
He could hear the way my lungs were heaving just from that action alone. There was no use lying about wanting him.
“If you can make me come harder than the vibrator I got from my HAGS group tonight, I’ll do it.”
He stilled, then rolled on top of me. My legs instantly opened, letting my body cradle him. “I have no idea what a HAGS group is, but I happily take on that challenge. Anything you don’t like?”
I shook my head, already out of my mind with what he might do to me. The man was magic when he touched my body. “Nothing that I know of.”
His grin was downright lecherous. He dipped below the blankets so fast I didn’t have a chance to do anything but hold on for dear life to the headboard. He had my panties off and my knees over his massive shoulders in two seconds flat. He was talented, I had to give him that.
He dove in like he was on a time clock, his tongue doing things to my flesh I’d never experienced before. Sure, I’d been married, but this hadn’t been my ex-husband’s favorite activity. A lick here, a rub there, and then he was gone, interested in getting inside my body before any real work was done to prep the slide home. Boon? Oh dear God, the man had wicked skills and he was using them all on me.
He flicked, licked, and suckled on every part of me like he couldn’t get enough. His fingers entered the equation, and I began to chant his name. He sucked my clit into his mouth and pumped in and out of me ruthlessly. My toes cramped and my heels beat against his back. Even so, he didn’t let up. The man was probably suffocating between my thighs and under the blankets, but he ate me out like he was a starving man.
I couldn’t hold out much longer, and when I exploded, my whole body froze, stuck in some time continuum where pleasure was the only thing that existed and I was pleasure itself. No longer human form, but pure feeling. Pure bliss. When I finally came back down to earth, Boon hovered over me, his chin slick as he smirked down at me.
I wasn’t sure I could perform any kind of fantasy for him right now. I wasn’t sure I could even blink. My body had melted.Bones were gone and in their place was liquid. My mind was hazy, and words were laughable.
Boon leaned down, kissing me long and slow like he had all the time in the world all of a sudden. When he lifted his head, I could at least blink again. Given a few more of those kisses, maybe I could give him what he wanted. Take care of that massive erection that pressed against my hip bone. Oh hey. I had bones again. Good. I was almost back to normal.
“Get some good sleep, lovebug. I’m coming over tomorrow night and I expect my schoolteacher fantasy.”
And then he was gone, out the same way he’d come in.
I stared up at my ceiling fan, still catching my breath. This more playful side of Boon was attractive. Intriguing. Fun, even. Maybe giving him something else to do with that talented mouth of his had ended the decades-long bullying. I’d simply given him something better to do with his mouth.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
