Page 31 of Spreading Her Wings

“Mine, Auston. You’re mine.” I licked my lips with a smirk.

His eyes darkened when he grabbed me and pulled me up his body, smashing his mouth against mine and rolling us until mybody was framed by his against the mattress. He could no doubt taste himself on my lips. Sucking in a deep breath, I inhaled the scent of sweat and gin. Auston’s red hair hung over his face, and his stare bore into me. When I swallowed, he followed the movement in my throat.

He settled between my legs, pressing my thighs flat to the bed. “Now, like I said, I’m going to devour you.” His grin made me shiver in excitement where I rested against the bed.

When he flicked his tongue across my swollen clit, I gasped. His laps became hungry, quickly slurping and sucking at my clit and swirling his tongue around my entrance. My cries came in short bursts, and I arched my back to lift my hips from the bed and closer to his mouth.

Auston’s hold on my thighs tightened. Was he going to leave bruises? I spread my legs farther apart, welcoming him deeper when he slid two fingers into me. When he circled them, curling them upward, I shouted and rocked backwards. “Fuck, Auston!”

“Shh, kitten. You’re going to wake the whole hotel.” He groaned before returning his lips to my clit, closing them around it and flicking with his tongue.

Grabbing the pillow from beside me on the bed, I pressed it against my face, muffling my high-pitched whine. As my legs started to shake around him, he increased the suction of his lips, pumping his fingers into me faster.

The warm tingling of my orgasm built in my abdomen, rolling slowly lower until it felt like I was going to pass out from the intensity. “Oh, god, please.” My voice echoed off the walls, and I bit back down on the pillow, letting out a muffled “fuck.”

He pulled his lips from my clit with a pop, eliciting another shriek, but he didn’t slow the motion of his thumb circling around my clit. “You feel so good in my hands. Like you’re fucking meant to be held by them.” He curled his fingerssharper, and my hips shot off the bed. “That’s because youare. Do you understand? Now let me see you completely fall apart.”

As if triggered by his words, my orgasm rocked through my body. I closed my thighs around Auston’s hand, but he didn’t stop the circling movement, even as my release rushed over his hand and onto the mattress. He continued the motion of his fingers until my legs stopped shaking, and I collapsed against the bed.

“Fucking incredible,” he said, pulling his hand from between my thighs and licking the fluid from his fingers. The bed dipped when he curled behind me, running his hand up my side to my arm. He pressed his lips in a slow, easy kiss to my shoulders, sighing. “Youare fucking incredible. I’ll never get enough of you, Mrs. Johannson.”

He let out a small giggle, lifting my thigh and pulling it back to drape it over his, leaving me exposed. I pushed my hips backwards, flattening my back to his front and feeling his hard cock pushing back against me. When he thrust forward, entering me, I whimpered.

Auston wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me back until there was no space between us. With even, slow strokes, he filled me, grinding his hips. I gave a satisfied hum and the butterflies from earlier made their way to my throat. The feelings I’d told myself I couldn’t get for my best friend’s brother were starting to break down every wall I had built.

Before I could feel the panic fill my veins, Auston slid his hand down my stomach to the crest between my legs. He ran easy circles around my clit, continuing his thrusting motion, and I settled my body against his, reveling in the warmth that filled my stomach.

When he sped up, I met my climax, throwing my head back against his shoulder. He pressed his lips to my cheek, trailing to my neck and the soft spot behind my ear. My body shook andconvulsed. While he held me until the last of the tremors had subsided, I vibrated. Behind my closed eyes, it felt like we were spinning, but I took a deep breath and inhaled the comfort of the man behind me.

“I can’t believe we did that,” I said, drifting to sleep.

“I can’t either, but I don’t regret it for a second.” His voice was quiet, and I wasn’t sure if I’d heard him right.

Before his lips left my neck, the buzz around me faded to amber-scented darkness.

Iwoke up to soft skin pressed against my cheek. Opening my eyes, I realized my face was buried against Auston’s chest. His scent filled my nose, and I inhaled a deep breath, running my hand up his abdomen and circling around the tattoos on his pec. The sound of his heartbeat against my ear was strong and even, like his breath. It was comforting.

Nestling against him, a small ache between my legs reminded me of the way he’d woken me up in the middle of the night, hooking his arm around me and pulling me from a deep sleep and onto my knees. He entered me gently, a contrast to his grasp on my hips. He gripped the folds of skin where my hips met the top of my thighs, and I ran my fingers over the sensitive bruises that lingered. I smiled when I remembered the way my name sounded on his lips.

Tugging the blanket from my hip up over my shoulder, the light flashed off the metal on my finger from where the sun peeked through the curtain covering the window. My eyes were still groggy from the fuzz left behind by the gin and lack of sleep, and I blinked heavily a couple of times before an image of Auston on one knee against the bright red carpet of the wedding chapel flashed across my mind.Marry me.Did I really say yes?

I looked at the ring again. A small, solitaire, oval-shaped ring on a yellow-gold band. My mind flashed images from the chapel to Simone walking me down the aisle to Elvis and Auston, while Jackson sniffled off to the side and talked to a man in a rooster costume and tux about how he couldn’t wait for their wedding. “I hope it’s as perfect as this one is,” he had said.

A shiver ran through my body, and I sucked in a deep breath, shooting into an upright position. The blankets fell into a pile in my lap, and loose hairs draped across my cheek. “That was fucking real?!”

Auston jerked awake and into a half-seated position, looking around him as if trying to remember where we were and what his name was. He blinked at me, taking a moment to put it together. I sat with my mouth hanging open, looking between Auston’s face and the probably-not-real diamond ring on my finger.

“Please tell me we didn’tactuallyget married last night,” I pleaded, putting my hands together as if I were praying. “Please, Auston.” Before he had answered, I was dreading the glimmer in his eyes.

“Can’t. Sorry, Mrs. Johannson.” His smirk caused a nervous bile to churn in my stomach.

“No. No, no, no.” I jumped out of the bed, quickly tugging the sheet with me and keeping myself covered as if I didn’t just wake up in bed next to a very naked man.My best friend’s very naked brother.“We can’t be fucking married, Auston!”

He chuckled. Was this amusing to him? “Technically we can, since… you know… we are.” A wider smile pulled at his cheeks when he wiggled his left hand and showed off the gold ring on his finger.

“Fucking hell.” I took a deep breath, running my hands through my hair and pulling roughly at the roots. “We can’t do this anymore. This can’t go on.”

“I told you, kitten. It’s already done.”

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