Page 47 of Bad Boys After Dark - Brett
Their kisses were rough and messy. Her hot mouth and the tight grip of her hand on his cock sent him soaring at the same moment she cried out his name. His body thrust with every pulse of his orgasm as he came on her stomach and chest. She didn’t relent, continuing to work his oversensitive cock, causing him to buck and groan. He brought his mouth to hers again, feasting on her sweetness. She’d mastered making him hard after he’d come, and minutes later he sheathed his erection. He nudged her legs open wider, and her hips rose to greet him. He lowered his mouth to hers and pushed into her tight heat. Their chests met with sticky warmth, and as they found their rhythm, he cradled her body against his, reveling in their closeness. Amid their hammering hearts and frantic thrusts, he had the overwhelming sensation that they were no longer fucking. When did they stop having sex and start making love? Being with Sophie had been different since their very first time. Was it then? As he surrendered to their passion, everything blurred together and delineations no longer mattered.
When they came back down to earth, Sophie curled into him, as she always did after they were close. He listened to the sweet “Mm” sounds she probably didn’t realize she made and he found so alluring. He wanted to do something special for her, to show her that he meant every word he’d said.
“This weekend,” he kissed her softly, “I want to take you someplace special. Just the two of us.”
She snuggled closer, her hand on his cheek. “I can’t. I have to go to my grandparents’ anniversary party. I would invite you to go with me, but since last night was such a huge step for both of us, I don’t want to put that pressure on you.”
He gathered her in his arms. “Where are you going and how long will you be gone?” Monday was Lorelei’s birthday, and he knew it would be a rough time for him. She didn’t need to witness his grief.
“Back home to Oak Falls. I’m flying out Saturday and coming back Sunday night,” she said sleepily.
The thought of not seeing Sophie this weekend brought that prickly feeling rushing back. He pressed his lips to hers, telling himself he could put in extra workouts and hang out with his brothers to distract himself from missing her. But that sounded like hell compared to being with her, seeing her smile, hearing her laugh, and holding her in his arms.
Chapter Ten
SATURDAY BLEW IN with chilly temperatures and gusty winds, mirroring the torrent that had been going on in Brett’s head for the past two days. Saying goodbye to Sophie before leaving for his run had been torture. Even the gift he’d hidden in her luggage hadn’t relieved the guilt and self-loathing that was pushing him—as if he could outrun his demons. If he could, he’d have done it long ago.
“Want to talk about it?” Carson asked as they ran along the Central Park Reservoir.
“Talk about what?” Brett ducked under a low branch full of orange and yellow leaves. Fall was his favorite time of year, and his most hated. The foliage was gorgeous, and the cooler temperatures made his runs and workouts that much more bearable. But their sister’s birthday was on the horizon, and it turned all that beauty into ugly, painful memories.
Carson glanced at him with a worried expression. “Lorelei.”
“Lorelei?” Brett’s gut seized, but his answer came easily. “No.”
With the exception of Dylan, Brett and his other brothers had avoided talking about Lorelei until last year when Dylan and Tiffany had come together. Dylan had suggested they honor Lorelei’s memory at their family’s annual fundraiser to benefit the Ronald McDonald House. Honoring her at the event had opened the door to conversations that should have happened years ago but had been too painful. He and his brothers spoke of her more often now, but it was still difficult for Brett.
“It’s not her,” Brett said, glancing at Carson and catching an even more worried expression. “And it’s not work.”
“Then what’s up? You’ve been in a great mood all week. I figured you finally got your mojo back, but Dylan said you blew out of the bar alone the other night and he hasn’t seen you there since.”
