Page 126 of Wildcat
He kneels in front of me. Those hands I love so much slide up my calves and under the skirt of my dress as he places open-mouth kisses along my leg—the right and then the left.
The first time is almost never slow between us. I wonder if it’ll always be this way, physically impossible to get enough and rushing to get naked.
He slides my panties down my legs, and I step out of them. When he disappears under my dress, and his talented mouth finds my pussy, I sway and steady myself on the now-empty clothing rack.
He squeezes my ass with both palms as he licks and sucks.
What a way to christen a closet. Holy crap. I’d say as much if I were capable of forming words. Instead, I moan and lift one leg onto his shoulder to give him better access.
I come with his name on my lips, and before I’ve recovered, he has me in his arms and is pushing inside of me, filling me so completely in the way only he does—body and soul.
At some point, we end up on the floor. Closet sex, that’s something I didn’t know I needed in my life. Half of his side is orderly and neat, and the rest looks like a bomb went off where he tried to make some grand gesture in clearing room for me.
“This closet has a real vibe.”
“It sure does.” He rolls on top of me, kisses me, and smiles. “The whole house has a better vibe with you in it. My whole life, really.”
“Mine too.”
“Welcome home, baby.”
I sleep fabulouslythat first week in my new place. On Thursday, I wake and Leo’s already gone to the arena, but he left me a note to meet him at Mike’s bar for drinks to celebrate. As if that isn’t what we’ve been doing the past four days. We have had sex in every square inch of this house—inside and out.
An hour later, two delivery guys show up with a new desk and office chair, which they place in one of the spare rooms. I find a card with my name on it taped to the door. It tells me it’s all mine or if I don’t like this room, pick any other for my office.
I bring in my photography stuff and my laptop, but I’m too excited to be very productive. Instead, I plan the perfect outfit for drinks and call Jade to come over.
“This place is amazing,” she says when I open the door for her.
“I can’t believe I live here.”
She walks to the back windows and looks out at the pool. “Hope Lohan’s okay with a third roommate come summer.”
“Non-negotiable best friend clause,” I say. “You are always welcome.”
Jade helps me pick a dress and do my hair. It’s nice to spend a day just talking and playing dress up. I’m way too overdressed for Mike’s, but I don’t care. There is so much to celebrate.
“We better go, or we’ll be late,” Jade says as I add another layer of lip gloss.
“We’ll?”
“Oh, did I not mention that.” She waves me off. “I’m covering a shift at the bar.”
“Still? I thought you stopped doing that weeks ago.”
“It’s a one-time thing. You know how crazy trivia night can get.”
“Oh right.” I smile thinking back to the night I first met Leo. “I’ll ride with you then, that way I can come back with Leo.”
“Great.” She claps in front of her and we head to the bar.
Leo’s already there, along with Ash and a few other guys from the team. A small wave of disappointment washes over me that it won’t be just the two of us, but when he stands to hug me, he says, “Sorry, the guys still haven’t forgiven me for going to trivia on my own and finding my dream girl. They’re convinced it’ll be just as lucky for them.”
Ash raises his beer. “Here’s hoping.”
The bar isn’t as busy tonight and Jade spends as much time hanging out at our table as she does the bar. When trivia finally starts, Leo finds my leg under the table and his fingers spread out, covering my bare thigh.
Just like last time, he’s ridiculously good at trivia. The rest of the guys, too, but Leo and me take the first game. Okay, fine, it’s mostly him. But I’m clutch on actors and movies.
