Page 24 of Spreading Her Wings

“I know, but…” I hesitated, pausing my thought to enter the room. When I stepped past the threshold, I gasped. “There’s only one bed.Shit.”

“That’s a problem, hmm?” When he stepped up behind me, I shrugged out of his grasp. “Katie. What the hell?”

“We can’t share a bed!”

When he laughed, my cheeks warmed, surely turning a bright pink. “Why not? I can think of plenty of ways we can share this bed.”

“Jesus, Auston…” I sushed him, looking around me. “We’re supposed to befaking,remember? This is just starting to feel really…real!”

He narrowed his eyes. “Did it feel real before or after you jerked me off on the plane?” His smirk was a mix of cocky and sarcastic, reminding me again of the way I’d stuck my hand in his jeans and begged him to come for me. Did anyone see us?

“Fuck you, Auston.” I blinked away the burning in my eyes, already embarrassed enough. Gin always made me feel too bold. That’s why I didn’t drink it. Would I have had the aching throb between my legs thinking about the way his cock had felt in my hand if the haze from the morning’s shots wasn’t there?

I dodged his gaze, turning mine towards the brightly patterned carpet on the hotel floor. “Listen to me, kitten. This weekend, thisisreal. This weekend, you’remine.” He hooked his finger under my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his.

Swallowing, I rolled my lips between my teeth, biting down. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

“Do you want to go home?” He leaned in, pressing his lips to my jaw. Would he just let me go back to Michigan without a fight? I didn’t want him to want me to stay, but I shook my head.“Do you want me to get you a separate room?” I shook my head again. “Then tell me what you want.”

“I don’t want to fall for you.”

Disappointment crossed his face, but he tucked it away quickly, replacing it with his signature crooked grin. “Then don’t fall for me.” He dropped to his knees on the floor, and I sucked in a deep breath when he worked to undo the button on my shorts.

“What are you doing?” The way my voice shook with nerves and anticipation matched the way my legs shook before my shorts hit the ground. Even as I questioned him, I peeled my tank top over my head, looking down at where he stared up at me.

As he hooked the sides of my panties, slowly dragging them down my legs, I tried to steady my breathing. “I told you. This weekend you’re mine, so right now, I’m enjoying what’s mine.” He winked, and a rush of wet heat went to my core.

Then don’t fall for me.

“Fuck.” When he brushed over my clit, I whimpered.

He lifted an eyebrow, pushing the digit inside me and curling it. “So wet already. Is this all for me, babe?” Auston pulled his finger from me, bringing it to his lips and running his tongue along it before putting the digit in his mouth and sucking it clean with a satisfied moan.

My mouth went instantly dry, and I tried to swallow. “Yes,” I whispered. It was true, even though I didn’t want to admit it, but when he added a second finger and slid both back into me, a wave of desperation flooded me.

Auston rubbed his fingers against the spot inside me that caused my legs to buckle, and I gripped his shoulders for support. When he circled my clit again, I whimpered.

“Do you like that?” he asked.

“God, yes.”

He chuckled, sensing the clear desperation in my voice. “Do you want more, kitten?”

I let out a guttural cry when Auston deepened the assault of his fingers, pulling me closer to where he knelt with his hand on my hip. My breaths came in quick, shallow attacks between the moans I bit my lips to try to muffle. There was no doubt anyone in the rooms around us could hear me.

When his hand left my hip, he pulled his fingers from me, gliding them along my slit and slipping one inside my ass. I cried out at the invasion, the sound quickly turning to a moan when he resumed his rhythm with the other hand, slipping his fingers into my pussy and circling my clit. My body shook, and a lightheaded feeling made me dizzy, but an intense heat built in my core.

“Shit, Auston. Stop. No, don’t. Please,don’tstop. Shit!” Any attempt to muffle my cries was abandoned, and I tightened my hold on Auston’s shoulders, my knees folding.

When he curled his fingers at the same time, I crashed into my climax, falling against him as a wet rush soaked both him and the carpet beneath us. My thighs glistened with my release, and I whimpered when Auston ran his tongue along the inside of my leg.

“Are you still worried about sharing a bed?” he goaded me while I struggled to catch my breath, staring at him as he ran his fingers through the small puddle he sat in.

I shook my head, offering him my hand to help him stand up. “No, but I’m serious, Auston. I can’t fall for you.” He chuckled. “What’s funny?”

He ran his hand through my hair, bringing his face closer. “You’re so worried about falling for me.” I sucked in a deep breath when he brushed my lips. “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, remember?”

“That’s a cliché.” My voice was husky, and it caught in my throat when he put his hands on the sides of my neck, using them and his thumbs against my jaw to hold my head in place.

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