I hadn’t been expecting the orgasm he gave me in the garage, actually make that two. I thought I was going to end up a puddle on the floor. The pleasure that had shot through me was indescribable.
His brothers were great, and Sebastian was obviously the flirt of the family, but it was Lucien who had fast become my favorite of his brothers. He was scarred, although I could only see his hand, he had talked to me about them and about the accident he was involved in.
Afterward, he’d been shocked that he’d opened up so much, but I’d told him he could talk to me anytime without it getting back to anyone, including Michael.
When Lucien asked me if I would meet him for coffee, I’d told him I would, but as a friend. He’d told me that since the accident it was all he had to offer. I wasn’t too sure what he’d meant by that, because he only mentioned his upper body being scarred, not down below. Then again, I suppose it wasn’t something you would discuss with a woman.
He’d teased me a bit about his brother until Ramon interrupted. Out of all Michael’s brothers, I would say that Ramon was the reserved one. The other’s liked to flirt, not as much as Sebastian, but the flirting was there, except for Ramon. It seemed as though he had a lot on his mind.
We’d wandered over and ate some delicious food. I ate a lot more than I normally would have done during the day, but when standing in front of dishes and dishes of my favorite foods, I hadn’t been able to resist.
Oh, I was aware of Michael keeping an eye on me and never too far away. A few times he’d started walking over to me and ended up getting waylaid by Jacky, Dale or someone else. He seemed to be popular with the staff. I also noticed all the single women giving him the eye, and I was proud to say that he never once glanced in their direction.
Being in his arms on the dance floor for all to see had been amazing. He had claimed me and our relationship in front of everyone we worked with. I knew it was the start of our relationship, but it had felt right being in his arms and not having to hide anymore.
I’d been so aroused in his arms and wouldn’t have given a rats ass if he’d picked me up and impaled me on his cock in the middle of the dance floor. When he’d dragged me into the dark corner and I’d seen the head of his penis peeping out from the waist of his jeans, I’d been hit with a surge of lust so strong he was damn lucky I hadn’t dropped to my knees then and there.
I coughed and wriggled around in my seat to try and get into a more comfortable position, because I’d managed to arouse myself and the ache between my legs throbbed.
“Are you okay?” Michael asked.
“Aching and wet!” I replied without any hesitation.
He cursed and swerved slightly.
“I think you need to concentrate on where we’re going.”
“I think you need to think before you speak.”
I laughed. “I was…. I was thinking about when we were dancing in the barn and how hot it was seeing the head of your penis peeping out from the top of your jeans, all wet.” I licked my lips.
“Fuck, please stop.” He adjusted his jeans. I looked down and could see he was fully aroused again.
“How far away are we?”
“It doesn’t matter because we’re not being intimate again until we have a bed.”
“Michael,” I whined.
“Ten minutes. Just wait ten minutes. Think about something else for now.”
Think about something else. How did he expect me to think about something else when I was sitting so close to him?
I grinned. “I like your brothers. They’re really nice and good looking. Don’t tell the others, but I have to admit Lucien is my favorite.”
“Lily,” he growled.
“Michael,” I said in a sarcastic voice. “I said I liked your brothers. They’re your family. Don’t you want me to like them?”
He cursed. “Lily, you would test the patience of a saint. Yes, I want you to like my brothers. I’m trying to accept you have a friendship developing with Lucien…. But it isn’t easy because of what Viv was like. I know you’re not like her, but she really screwed me up, for a long time. This is the first time that I’ve taken a chance on someone again. Please, just be patient with me, and kick me back in line when you have to. Okay?”
I wiped the tears away that escaped from my eyes when I listened to him. “Okay.”
Michael made a turn on to a narrow tree—lined road. With how the trees had grown, they’d made a tunnel and looked really pretty. I could only just make them out as early the evening dusk had started to turn to night.
We came to a stop at the foot of a large rustic cabin which looked absolutely amazing.
“Home,” Michael announced. “Now, I only have to work out how to climb out of this car without embarrassing myself.”
“I don’t have a problem.” I grinned and climbed out. I walked around to open Michael’s door. “You coming?” I asked.
“I’m about to.”