Holy fucking shit. Paxton was standing before me naked. Beautifully naked. She was breathtaking. I could smell the desire coming from that sweet bare pussy that was begging me to bury my face into it. The urge to slip my fingers inside her was so fucking strong it made my body physically ache. I had no clue how I was holding it together. The last time I had sex was the night Chloe was conceived. I was about to fucking come in my own jeans, and I honestly wouldn’t have cared if it meant I got to keep touching Paxton.
Her head dropped back when I cupped her breast. A soft hiss slipped from her lips.
Fuck.
“So fucking sexy,” I said against the soft skin below her ear. She was driving me crazy. I wanted more. So much more. I decided I needed to tell her how much.
“I can’t wait to taste you again, Pax. To feel you come against my mouth. My name moaning off your lips.”
Her body shook with need. I loved what my touch was doing to her. Driving her so far over the goddamn ledge she had to grab onto me to stay up.
“Maybe slow is overrated.”
I pressed my lips to hers. Our kiss started slow. Biting on her lower lip, she gave me access to that delicious mouth. The lingering taste of alcohol reminded me she’d had a lot to drink tonight. As much as I didn’t want to stop, I would.
Soon.
For now, I want to taste her, touch her, feel her body against mine. Drawing back from her lips, she groaned in protest. I quickly pushed my pants down and kicked them off. Paxton’s eyes widened as she looked at my rock-hard dick. Her tongue slowly moved over her lips, as if she was thinking about wrapping those plump pink lips around my cock.
Hell yes.
But not now.
My hand moved behind her neck, causing her to drag her beautiful baby blues back up to me. Pressing my lips to hers, our kiss deepened. I reached down and picked her up, carrying her over to her bed. Her warm soft body felt like fucking heaven against me.
“Steed,” she softly spoke while I laid her down. Crawling on top of her, I nestled between her legs, my cock pressed against her warm pussy. I could probably come by simply rubbing against her like a damn dog in heat.
“Shhh,” I whispered against her lips. “I only want to feel you.”
Her eyes had a mixture of need and fear in them. As I pushed against her, Paxton arched her back.
“Oh God,” she cried out.
My mouth was back onto hers and what started out as slow and sweet, now turned into fucking hot as hell passionate kissing. Our hands were all over one another. My hand cupped her perfect tits while I squeezed and pulled her nipple. Paxton’s hand was on my ass as she pulled my hot hard length tighter against her. Her body rocked, and I knew she was close.
No. When she came for the first time, it would be by my mouth or my cock inside her. Not shit we did in high school.
I rolled off of her, and she grunted in protest.
“Steed, wait.” Her chest rose and fell as she labored for each breath.
“Jesus Christ, Pax. It’s killing me with my cock up against you. I only have so much strength, ya know.”
Her cheeks had already flushed pink, now they were a beautiful red. “You’re so crude, Steed Parker.”
Pulling her to me, I adjusted her against my body. Her back to my front. “And you love it.”
Paxton let out a contented sigh. “I do love it. And I love you.”
Reaching for the covers, I pulled them over us. Was I fucking dreaming? Or did I really have Paxton in my arms? Her naked body against mine?
I placed a soft kiss on her back as she snuggled against me more. “I love you too, pumpkin. So much.”
Cord and Trevor both stood there, their mouths dropped open with stunned looks on their faces.
Wrapping the wire around the post and fence, I asked, “What?”
“You can’t just blurt out you stayed the night at Paxton’s and then say nothing after that,” Cord said.
“Did you fuck her?” Trevor asked with a wicked grin on his face.
“Don’t talk about Paxton that way,” I said, shooting him a dirty look. He laughed and picked up the fence pullers.
“Okay, let me reword it. Did you sleep with her? No, wait. Did you make love to her? Better?”
I frowned. “Yes, better. And no. She wants to take things slowly.”
Trevor lost it laughing, and soon Cord was bent over laughing as well.
“Pricks,” I mumbled as I went back to tying on the fence ties for the new fence.
Cord slapped me on the back. “Jesus, I bet that was the biggest case of blue balls if there ever was one.”
I groaned. “You have no fucking idea. I had to wake up early to get back before Chloe got up. Talk about the walk of shame. Mom only smiled when I got home, but she knew I was with Paxton. I had texted to ask her if she wouldn’t mind spending the night.”
“Damn,” Trevor said. “I don’t know what’s worse. Mom thinking you got laid, or the fact that you didn’t get laid.”
“Trust me, they’re both bad,” I said.
Cord lifted the roll of fencing and started to roll it out some. “How do you think Chloe is going to feel about you seeing someone?”
My chest squeezed a little. The memory of last night and seeing my first child’s picture on the sonogram hit me again for about the tenth time. I had broken down big time in front of Paxton, but somehow I think my falling apart was a part of her healing.
“She already loves Paxton, and our noisy sister has already informed Chloe that Paxton and I like each other. I don’t think it will be too hard on her. At least I hope it’s not.”
Trevor stopped working and wiped his brow. Even though it was October, it was still fucking hot as hell today. He sighed and walked over to the cooler. Lifting the lid, he grabbed three beers.
“This is why I will never settle down with one woman. Too much fucking drama to deal with.”
I laughed. “Well, with Paxton and me, it’s a little different. We have a history, and I have a daughter.”
Trevor popped the tab on his beer. “Still. Women bring problems.”
“A-fucking-men,” Cord added.
I leaned against the tailgate of my truck and glanced between my two younger brothers. “Seriously, neither of you have ever met a woman who didn’t make you want more than a hookup?”
They both shrugged, looked at each other, then focused back on me.
“Nope,” they said together.
I actually felt sorry for my brothers. Damn. They were in for a ride when it did finally happen. And it would happen whether they liked it or not.
Trevor pointed to me, as if he could read my thoughts. “Trust me when I say there will never be a woman who will make me want to only settle down with one pussy. No, thank you.”
“I’ve got to agree with Trevor,” Cord added. “The thought of not being able to fuck someone any time I want or anywhere I want.” He shuddered. “God, the thought alone hurts my dick.”
Laughing, I finished off my beer and tossed the can into the back of ranch truck Trevor drove.
Walking up to each of them, I gave them each a hit on the arm. “I can’t wait to see y’all eat crow.”