He brought his lips to her neck, kissing and tasting.The hand at her spine slid to her side.He cradled her back with his forearm, supporting some of her weight.
And it was a damn good thing, because a wave of desire made her knees tremble.His thumb touched her clit and she bucked in his arms.An orgasm rushed forth, making her bury her face in the crook of his neck and hold on for dear life.
He continued to massage, gently stroking her flesh until her gasping subsided.His mouth found hers, and his rough stubble scraped against her sore lip as he kissed her.
A gentle knock at the door sounded.
She jumped, but Brick didn’t flinch.“Just the guys.”
Heat slammed against her cheeks.The front door was down a long hallway and far out of sight.Nonetheless, she scrambled to get dressed.Only Brick wasn’t in a hurry to let her go.She kept her breasts flat against his abdomen as if to shield herself from invisible eyes.“We should let them in.”
Brick eased his hand from her pants, and she gasped as his slippery palm grazed her.He brought his fingers to his lips and sucked them clean.
A lump formed in her throat.Okay, that’s hot as freaking hell.
He reached for her shirt.“We’re finishing this later.”
Another rap echoed down the hallway, this one a little louder.
“We should get that before they wake Bray.”She jerked her sweater over her head and straightened her pants as she crossed the living room.
Brick caught her elbow and swung her back toward the couch.“Wait here.Just in case.”He pulled on his T-shirt, then removed a gun from his waistband.She’d forgotten he kept one there.He made his way down the hall.
Natalie pressed both palms to her chest and sank onto the couch.Her calves trembled, and she gulped down a breath of air.Her lady bits still throbbed and ached with need, and her damp panties reminded her of his warm fingers.
He’d kissed and touched her with urgency.Intention.Sparks had flown the minute they met.Three and a half years and a shitload of drama later, fire still raged between them.
But Bray needed his father.Not for her to get laid.
She couldn’t screw this up.
CHAPTER 14
Walking away fromNatalie while hot and heavy was enough to make his cock explode.His junk ached as he moved down the hall to the front door.After pausing to look out the window and confirm it was Zain and Taschen, he unlocked the door.“Thanks for coming,” he said, as he stepped back to let his friends inside.
“What took you so long?”Zain grumbled.“We were standing there for like five minutes.”
“Shh,” Brick snapped.“Bray’s sleeping.”
Taschen winced.“Sorry.”
He jerked his head toward the living room and the guys followed him to where Natalie waited.
Her gaze jumped to his face the second he entered the room.Her cheeks were stained pink and her hair was a little messy.Her plump lips told the story of his kisses, but the uncertainty in her rounded eyes spoke a different tale.
His insides bunched.Dammit.Was she upset he’d acted on the attraction between them?No way he’d read that wrong.Her plea still rang in his ears:I want this.
“Hey, how’s the little guy holding up?”Taschen asked, as he sat in the love seat across from Natalie.
Some of the angst left Natalie’s face.“He’s good.I’m sure he’s confused and unsettled, but he seems to be handling things better than I hoped.”
Taschen nodded.“Well, he’s lucky to have you.”He shot his gaze to Brick.“You, too, shitbrick.”
Zain snorted.
Brick rolled his eyes.“Just keep them safe while I’m gone.Anything happens to either of them and I’ll shoot you in the head myself.”
Taschen grunted, but his eyes darkened with shame.Maybe Brick had overstepped with the comment, which referenced the time Taschen got shot in the head while watching Gigi.But he’d meant it.He wouldn’t be able to face himself if something happened to Natalie and Bray.
