Page 63 of Wilder Puck
“I’m just wondering what’s gotten into you.”
I do a little spin and say, “It’s whatI’vegotten into, actually.”
“Okay.” Her eyes go wide as she holds up her hand. She caught onto that one too fast. She says, “Let’s focus on the party.”
“You are the party, Baddie.” I waggle my eyebrows at her.
She purses her lips, not able to hold in her smile.
I add, “My party.”
She points a finger at me, trying to be stern but missing by a mile. “Keep flirting with me, Wilder, and we won’t get anything done this morning. I’m here early with coffee as requested. You don’t even need the damn coffee, look at you.”
Yeah, I’m dancing. I rock my shoulders side to side, keeping my eyes on her. She laughs. God, it feels good to make her laugh.
“We have some time,” I say, lifting my shirt a little to show her these abs. “For this party.”
She shakes her head, blushing. I need this woman to know I’m fucking crazy about her, that she’s the beginning and end of everything for me. I can do slow, but I still need her. I will always need her.
I drop my shirt and take a long sip of my favorite coffee, savoring the rich flavor. “Thank you for the coffee, Bads.”
Before I can blink, she removes the cup from my hand and sets it aside. It takes me a second to register what’shappening. Then suddenly, her mouth is on mine, tasting like the delicious Baddie Addie coffee.
It’s uncalled for…not what I was expecting, but it makes me so fucking happy that I lift her into my arms. She wraps her legs around me and kisses me sweetly. She makes this little sound, somewhere between a sigh and a moan, and I’m fucking gone. My hands find her ass and squeeze it. Her nice fucking ass from years of running.Running with me.
I can’t tell you how happy it makes me to have her in my arms like this. To feel her cling to me, the volume of which her body is screaming that her words aren’t. I’ve had my fair share of negative thoughts these past couple of days. I’m worried as hell that the feelings I have are not reciprocated, butthis.Her fingers in my hair… her tongue flirting with mine… The fact that she’s all over me proves I’m not alone.
I gently pull away to ask, “Do you want to take this to the bedroom?”
She nods, pressing her head against my forehead. “Please.”
And just like that, I’m powerwalking down the hall to my bedroom as I bury my face in her neck.
After we have not-so-vanilla sex, we walk out to the kitchen and greet our cold coffees with a chuckle.
I say, “So any sex now ––sec. I mean sec.”
She smirks over her shoulder while at the kitchen sink.
I continue, “Like second. You know, there’s sixty of them in a minute. Yeah. Anysecondnow, my sister and Crew will be here. I think Sydney’s with them too.”
She gleams at me, her rosy cheeks have toned down since the bedroom. I like to see the effect I have on her.
“I love that you invited your old teamandyour new team.”
“And my dad,” I add, nodding. I don’t think I told her that yet.
“Your dad?” Her eyes widen. “You invited your dad?”
I nod. “Is that a mistake?”
She laughs. “Probably.”
“Yeah. You’re probably right. Should I uninvite him?”
We look at each other with matching grins, knowing damn well I can’t do that.
“Yeah, can’t do that,” I nod my head. “But what am I going to do withyou?” I walk over to her, pulling her back to my front and kissing her hair. “I’m serious. I can’t control myself when I’m around you.”
