Those three words had lit a fire under my ass, and I had been busting tail in order to get out of there before closing. Thankfully, Shane was there to close because if I had to wait a second longer, I was going to come out of my skin.
I lift the mat in front of the door, and sure enough, a shiny silver key catches the moonlight. I snatch it up with the mental note to spank her ass for leaving a key there. She might as well put a big neon sign telling every lowlife motherfucker to come on in.
I enter the house silently, only briefly looking at the woman sprawled half on and half off the couch, the TV muted as some late-night infomercial plays on the screen. Nikki looks about as uncomfortable as can be, but judging by the drool pooling under her cheek, the girl is out cold.
Bam meets me at the mouth of the hallway, but after a sniff, he walks over to where Nikki is now snoring and climbs on top of her. Well, on top of the one leg that is still on the couch, but she doesn’t even flinch when his head drops onto her ass.
Weird girl.
My booted feet are silent as I make my way down the hallway toward the doorway that is open at the end. When I step into Ember’s room, I’m confused for a second since her bed isn’t where I know it used to be. The same place it was when all the guys in our little family—at the demand of her dad—helped move her stuff in here two years ago. Looking away from that spot, I see it now on the opposing wall. The moonlight doesn’t touch the bundle in the middle of the mattress, but I can see clear enough and what I see makes my mouth water and dick twitch.
Her covers must have slid down at some point, tangling with her bare legs. My eyes trail up those legs and I almost choke on my tongue when I see what is on display for me. The shirt that she’s wearing twists around her stomach, and with the way she’s lying on her side, you can clearly see one very naked ass cheek.
That’s all it takes for me to silently start pulling layers of clothes from my body. I bend, making quick work of my boots before placing them against the wall near her bedroom door. I unhook my belt, pull the button at my waist, and slowly drag my zipper down. Wisely, I leave my boxer briefs on because if I allowed my painful cock the freedom he wants, I would be inside her in record speed. My shirt comes next and after pulling my hair free of the band, like I know she loves, I close her bedroom door. The only sound breaking the silence comes from the soft snick of her lock.
Nikki might have looked passed the hell out, but I’m not taking a chance that she comes to when I’m about to finally have my girl in my arms.
The first step I take toward Ember’s sleeping form has me taking my swollen cock in my hand and squeezing through the cotton of my briefs as I look down at her. If she were to turn just a little, I would be able to see her * clearly and that thought alone makes a little spurt of pre-come leak from the tip of my cock.
Fuck me.
The second I lie down next to her, I’m going to be hanging by a very frayed thread. I know without a doubt that if she gives me what I need, by the time the sun is coming up in just a few hours, I’m going to be coming inside her body.
With one last squeeze to my very confused cock, I place my knee on the mattress and move to climb into her bed. When my weight makes her roll slightly, she turns. The one leg that’s covering her up shifts and she moans. I still, waiting to see if she’s awake, but when her soft breathing continues, I move and lie down next to her. This close, her legs open slightly, I can smell her—all of her, but I ignore the cravings that scent brings and turn to the side before reaching over her and pulling her closer.
The second her ass settles against my crotch, I jump. The soft flesh of her lush ass rubs once as she tries to get comfortable without waking. I should feel guilty about my next move—I should—but I don’t because she isn’t the only one who needed someone tonight.
With our bodies pressed tightly, my front to her back, I spread my hand open against the smooth skin of her stomach, the tip of my pinky hitting the soft, short hairs on her mound. I shift until my nose is in the crook of her neck and I take a deep inhale, my cock pulsing again when her scent fills my senses. My hand travels up, moving under the bunched up shirt, and I rest my palm just under her full tit as her heart beats steady beneath.
It took fifteen soft kisses to the silky skin on her exposed shoulder and neck before she started to moan. I counted. When I ran the tip of my tongue from the edge of her shoulder all the way up to the back of her ear, I felt her shiver in my arms. When I pressed my cotton-covered erection against her hot naked ass, she arched her back and rubbed herself against me with a deep groan of desire.
But the second that I lightly bit her neck, she vaulted out of my arms and with lightning speed, had me on my back with her straddling my lap.
“You came,” she pants.