Lacy.
Tiny.
Completely fucking see-through.
“Holy fuck,” I breathe out, unable to tear my eyes away from her.
Hannah laughs, low and sexy.“You like?”
“Jesus,” I mutter, scrubbing a hand over my mouth as I step into the room.“Like?”I ask, shaking my head a little.“No, babe, I fucking love it.”
Her smile widens and it’s on the tip of my tongue, the words I really want to say to her.
I love you.
God, I want to confess how I really feel about her so fucking badly.But I’ve never said these words to anyone before and as much as I know they are true now; I also know our situation is complicated.
“But do you love it enough to come over here and peel it off me?”she asks, a teasing tone to her question as she lifts her arms above her head, stretching in a way that makes my mouth water and my dick hard.
I pull my phone from my back pocket, opening the camera app and holding it up so I can take a picture of her.“Babe, I’m in serious danger of ripping it off you, I wanna be inside you so bad.”
Hannah lets out another laugh, the sound going straight to my dick, which is already straining against the zipper of my pants.“Well, now you’ve captured the memory, why don’t you do exactly that?”
“Fuck,” I groan, throwing my phone onto the floor as I kick off my shoes.“Babe, shit… God, I want to, but fuck I really need a shower,” I say, knowing I have spent all night in a hot kitchen and must stink.
Still smiling, Hannah swings her gorgeous long legs off the side of the bed, before she walks toward me.My eyes are locked on her, mesmerized by the sight of this beautiful woman dressed in nothing but scraps of red lace that are all for me.
She stops in front of me, her hands moving to the bottom of my t-shirt and peeling it off me.As she moves to start undoing my jeans, she brushes her lips across mine in the softest of kisses.“I don’t care,” she whispers against my mouth.“’Cause we’re both about to get really filthy.”
“Hannah,” I groan, my hands moving to her hips as I turn us both and back her up against the wall.“God, I want you,” I murmur, burying my face against her neck as I lick and suck at her skin, not giving a single shit if I’m leaving a mark.Iwantto mark her.Mark her in a way that lets everyone know she is mine.
Hannah sighs, her head falling back even as she shoves my pants roughly down my hips.I manage to kick them off, only pulling back to ditch the rest of my clothes before my hands and mouth are once again on her body.
“I seriously fucking love this,” I whisper against her neck, kissing a path up to her mouth as I run my hands over the red lace.
She smiles, gently nipping at my bottom lip before she pulls it between her teeth.I hear the possessive growl that rumbles deep in my chest as my hands slide up her sides and around her back to undo the bra.As much as I need to be inside her, I don’t want to rip this underwear because I’mdefinitelygoing to want to see her in it again.
“Leo,” she moans as I drop my head, my mouth finding her now exposed breasts, my tongue licking at her nipple before sucking hard.I alternate between her breasts, licking and sucking as my fingers now slide into the sides of her panties, pushing them down her legs.
She kicks them off and as soon as she’s naked, I slip my hands to her ass and lift her up, her back against the wall, her legs spread and her pussy now exposed to me.I pause, waiting until her eyes lock with mine before asking, “Filthy, huh?”
She smirks, glancing down, she wraps a hand around me.“Oh yeah,” she murmurs before she guides me into position and I push inside her in one long thrust, both of us watching.“Fuck,” she breathes out, her legs wrapping around my waist, her arms now around my neck as her head falls back against the wall with a thud.
I crush my mouth against hers, kissing her hard as I thrust again.“You are gorgeous,” I murmur, my mouth against hers.“And you are all mine.”
She smiles before deepening the kiss as I fuck her hard against the wall of my bedroom, before taking her into the shower and doing it all over again.
Trying to keep my relationship with Hannah a secret is becoming increasingly hard.Trying not to admit to her how I really feel about her, even harder.
Ever since I came home to find her waiting for me in that sexy underwear, I feel like everything that’s happening between us has only intensified.I mean it was already pretty fucking epic, but now, it’s practically explosive.If she’s in the room, I can’t stop looking at her.If she’s close, all I want to do is touch her.And with every day that passes, it’s getting harder and harder to resist, to try and hide exactly how I’m feeling.
At this point, I can’t believe that everyone doesn’t already know what’s going on between us.I feel like I’m walking around with a huge flashing neon sign above my head that screams ‘Leo Marsh is fucking Hannah Murphy.Oh and P.S.he loves her!’
I’m absolutely certain we’re going to get busted soon and end up being the talk of Somerville’s.Just like Dylan and Tessa were, and Tom and Penny before them.Jack and Lauren too, if the rumors are true.
Exhaling, I wander around the kitchen, checking in with each station to make sure everything is going well.It’s coming to the end of the lunch rush and given there doesn’t appear to be any drama, I decide to head out to the catering kitchen where Hannah has been working today.
We’ve got a cocktail party booked at P, T and Bee for late this afternoon and I’ve put her in charge of organizing the platters the party has requested for the event.It’s not a huge event and I know she’s more than capable of taking care of it, but I kind of want to see her too.
