I set the grocery bags down on the kitchen island with a loud clank. “Corina?” I called out.
“Bruff.”
Glancing down, I found Milo. “Dude, are you confused as to whether you’re a dog or a cat? Your meow sounds like a bark sometimes.”
The blue-eyed cat tilted his head and gave me what I swore was a fuck off look before he started bathing himself.
“Be careful what you wish for.”
Milo ignored me.
“Where’s your momma? I’ve got some goodies here to make the dinner I owe her from yesterday’s bet.”
The cat continued to bathe himself as he ignored me.
“Fine, but I’m shutting my fucking door tonight. I’ve had to double up on allergy pills because of you.”
Emptying out the grocery bags, I turned the oven on and got ready to make my famous garlic parmesan wings. Slipping the bottle of wine into the fridge, I got to work. I wanted to text Corina, but I didn’t want to come across as one of those guys who had to know where his girlfriend was every second.
I dipped the wings in my secret sauce, then dropped them into the parmesan coating. Stopping, I glanced to Milo. He was sitting his ass on my dining room table.
“Get off of there, you little dick.”
He meowed and jumped off, making his way over to me. “I don’t drop food, so you’re wasting your time.”
Milo reached up like he was stretching and tried to pull food off the counter.
“Dude! Seriously, go eat your own food. You have a bowl full of it.”
His blue eyes stared into mine. I swore he was trying to use some sort of mind power on me.
Looking back at the wings, I frowned. “Do you think it’s too soon to call her my girlfriend?”
Meow.
I started to toss the wings in the bowl. “Yeah, I don’t think it’s too early either. I mean, I did make her come up against my truck yesterday.”
The memory of hearing her fall apart made my dick hard.
Meow.
I peeked down at the cat. “What? It was fucking hot watching her come. I want to hear her call out my name again, but I have to play it cool. Maybe I’ll go down on her tonight.”
Milo did the little bark thing again. Bruff.
“I think it’s a good idea too. Maybe I won’t wait until tonight. Maybe when she walks in I’ll take her right here. Those pretty pink lips against my mouth.”
My eyes closed, and I groaned as my dick grew harder. Fuck, it had been a long time and my mind was going dizzy at the thought of fucking Corina.
No. At the thought of making love to her.
The oven beeped that it was ready, pulling me out of my fantasy.
I quickly dumped the wings on the cookie sheet and slid them in. I reached for the potatoes, washed them, cut them up, and seasoned them before putting them on their own cookie sheet and sliding them in next to the wings.
“I think we’re good to go. Wine. Check. Famous wings. Check. Mom’s homemade fries, check.”
I searched the pantry for the candles I’d used for the birthday party we threw Chloe’s teddy bear one time when she was staying over. She insisted we make him pizza by candlelight. I had no idea that shit was bred into girls, but it was. She wanted to make the night romantic for her favorite teddy bear.
I placed the candles carefully, then grabbed a few dishes and set the table. The front door opened and closed, and I heard feet hitting each step.
“Cheese and crackers! What is that heavenly smell?”
My smile grew wide. I loved how my girl didn’t swear.
“It’s dinner,” I said as she came up the last step. She stopped and stared at me.
“What? I told you I could cook.”
Her eyes moved down my body before they trailed back up. The hunger on her face, and the fact that she wasn’t trying to hide it, made my dick hard once again.
“Everything okay?” I asked, a grin still on my face.
Corina’s teeth sank into her lower lip. “What did you do?” she asked in a whisper.
“I, um, I made dinner. That was the bet, right?”
She nodded. “Yeah. It was…the bet.”
I narrowed my eyes and tilted my head. “You sure you’re okay, baby?”
She licked her lips. “You look…I mean, I’ve never seen you in a baseball cap.”
Lifting my hand, I felt my cap. I had spun it around when I started cooking.
“Oh, I went to the gym and worked out. I always wear a baseball cap to the gym.”
Corina eye-fucked the hell out of me—like a hungry beast who hadn’t eaten in days and was staring at her next meal. My body actually fucking trembled from the intensity of her gaze.
“You look so…”
I glanced down. I had on a muscle T-shirt and gym shorts.
“Sweaty?” I asked, laughing as I focused back on her.
Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. “Mitchell, I need you to fuck me. Right now.”
My stomach dropped, and all I could hear was my own damn heart pounding in my ears. “W-what?”
Her hands went to her T-shirt. Pulling it over her head, she stood there looking sexy as fuck in a white lace bra.
No, no, no! She wasn’t supposed to come on to me! No sex! No sex! Date her first. Shower her with attention.
“I am…fuck, wait a second.” I shook my head to clear my thoughts. “I wanted to date you! Show you it wasn’t all about…”
She pulled her pants off and kicked them to the side. Who was this girl and what had she done with my sweet, innocent dove? I salivated as I took in the matching, white lace panties. Her body was perfect, and her breasts spilling out of her bra were begging to be sucked. A flat stomach led to curvy hips that drove me almost insane with lust.
I forced words out. “I wanted to show you it isn’t about the sex. I want to be with you for so many other reasons and…”
She walked up to me. “You’re driving me insane. The baseball cap is so hot. Please. I want to feel you inside of me, and I can hardly stand it.”
I swallowed hard. “I’m never taking this fucking cap off ever again.”
With a sweet smile, her head dropped. A blush moved over her cheeks, and I knew she was losing her newfound nerve. With one swift move, I reached over my back and pulled my shirt off, bringing the cap with it.
Corina took in my body with a hungry, lustful stare. She reached out and touched my chest gently, almost like she was worried I’d break.
“Dove, you’re not going to hurt me.”
Her eyes lifted to mine. With a sexy-as-fuck smile, her hands moved down to my workout shorts. She pushed them down and gasped when she saw my hard dick pressing against the black boxer briefs. When she trailed her finger over it, I let out a groan.
“Christ, don’t make me come in my damn underwear, baby.”
She giggled, cupped my hard cock and peeked back up at me.
“Too slow.” I yanked my briefs off, letting my dick spring free. I wrapped my hand around my shaft and stroked it. Corina watched, her teeth biting so hard into her lip it was turning white.
“Mitch,” she whispered.
I leaned over, brushed her hair from her neck so I could kiss below her ear. “Corina, tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll do it.”
Her hands grabbed my arms, and she held on tight, almost like she was afraid she would fall if she let go.
“I want… I want…” Her voice cracked.
Moving my hands behind her, I unclasped her bra, letting it fall down her arms. Moaning, I cupped both tits in my hands. They fit perfectly.
“Need them in my mouth,” I panted. She dropped her head back and whimpered when I sucked on her right nipple and twisted the other with my fingers.
“Mitch. Mitch, I’m so horny.”
Groaning, I slipped my hand down her perfectly toned stomach and into her panties.
“Not your fingers. I want you…inside of me.”
My heart slammed against my chest.
I was dreaming. That’s what this was. A fucking dream come true. A dream I should be stopping so that I could follow the advice of my brothers.
Corina whimpered, and all my sense went out the door.
One tug and I ripped her panties off her body.
“God, yes,” she panted. “It’s been so long.”
“I want my mouth on your pussy first.”
Corina’s body swayed while her eyes lit up like a sunny Texas sky. She wanted my mouth there too, and if I was an asshole, I’d make her tell me so. Make her say out loud that she wanted to fuck my face. But I couldn’t wait. I needed to taste her.
Lifting her, I set her ass on the kitchen island and ran my hands along her inner thighs, spreading her open. Her body trembled, and I knew it was going to be hard to keep myself from fucking her until we were both spent, our bodies covered in sweat.
Corina leaned back on her hands, ready for me to devour her. Spreading her legs even wider, I looked at the blonde landing strip that was waiting…no, begging…for me to take off. As I slipped my fingers into her, we both moaned.
“You’re so wet.”
With a nod, she closed her eyes. “Please, don’t make me beg, Mitchell. Please.”
My dove would never have to beg me to eat her pussy.
Dropping my head, I buried it between her legs as I pulled her to the edge of the island. My tongue slid right through those pink lips and dipped into what I could only remember as pure fucking heaven. I knew for a fact I was the only man who’d ever given her oral sex.
Or did I?
And like that, the wind was knocked out of me. Had she done this with Tripp?
I tried to ignore the nagging question. I licked and sucked on her clit. Corina cried out, “Oh, God.”
I pulled back, wanting to ask her if my brother had done this. I wasn’t sure how I would feel if he had.
“Mitch, please. It’s been so long.”
I pushed a finger inside her. Massaging her. “How long has it been, baby?”
Her hips started to lift; she wanted more. She needed more.
“Since that night with you. Please. Please, I need more!”
Smiling, I felt my stomach drop in a weird way. She hadn’t let Tripp go this far and that did all kinds of shit to the organ pounding in my chest.
My mouth was back on her, sucking, licking, tongue-fucking her with everything I had. It didn’t take long before she screamed out my name. Her pussy grinding against my face. I loved this side of Corina. The one where she let go and let herself enjoy it. There were so many things I wanted to do with her…do to her. I lifted my eyes and groaned when I saw her squeezing her tit.
Jesus. I was going to come I was so damn turned on.
I slipped my fingers inside her again. Another orgasm raced through her body. She trembled from head to toe
“Mitch! Oh God, I’m coming again!”
Her hips lifted and pushed her against my face. I was going to lose my fucking mind soon. I needed to stop this before it went too far.
“Can’t…take it…anymore.”
I stood and pulled her to me. Corina wrapped her legs around me, drawing me closer. Her eyes dropped to my mouth before she leaned in and kissed me. I was taken aback for a second, surprised that she would let me kiss her after going down on her.
“I want more,” she whispered, pulling her body closer to mine.
That’s when my other head kicked in. The one that felt her warm, wet pussy up against the head of my cock. She dug her heels into me, pushing me into her. We both moaned.
Corina’s hands grabbed at my hair, pulling me closer. Our kiss turned frantic as I slipped farther inside. My heartbeat was through the fucking roof. I’d stop it in a second…I would. But right now, I wanted to taste her, feel her body against mine. It had been so fucking long.
“Oh God, Mitchell. More. Please.”
Her begging was enough to make me lose my shit. I spun us around and walked over to the sofa.
Stop. Stop this now, Mitch.
“Yes,” she whispered as I sat down. She moved over me. Before I had time to think, she sank down on me, filling herself with my dick completely.
“Fucking hell, Corina! We need…oh, fuuuck, you feel so good.” Holy shit. I went straight to heaven on a one-way ticket, and I didn’t want to come back down. Ever.
She rocked her hips and all my common sense went out the door. Reaching up, I pulled one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked hard while Corina rode me even harder. So fucking hard I had to force myself not to come.
Dropping the nipple from my mouth, I gripped her ass, pushing myself deeper into her. “That’s it, baby. Rock into me. Fuck me hard. I’ve missed you so goddamn much.”
Her eyes blazed with a fire I hadn’t seen since the last time I was balls deep inside of her. With her hands on my shoulders, she lifted and slammed back on me, grinding herself as she mumbled words I couldn’t even understand. I loved seeing her let loose like this. And I loved it even more knowing I was driving her to this place.
Bringing her head forward, she pushed against me, her body glistening with sweat as the sounds of our fucking echoed through the room.
“Mitchell, I’m going to come again,” she said softly. Corina wasn’t one of those women who screamed out when they came.
When she looked into my eyes, I lost it. “I’m going to come, too, baby.”
Her pussy pulsed around my cock, pulling my own orgasm out of me so fucking hard I saw stars exploding. It felt like it went on for an eternity. My hand slipped behind her neck, pulling her lips to mine as she continued to ride me. Whimpers spilled from her mouth into mine as we fell blissfully together.
Then it happened.
The oven timer went off. It was like a shot of reality rushed through my veins.
Cupping her face with my hands, I pulled her gently from my mouth. We stared at each other for the longest time as the oven timer continued to give its warning. A warning that came way too fucking late.
I saw the horror in her eyes, and I was positive it matched mine. We’d gotten so damn carried away that we hadn’t used protection.
Her hand flew to her mouth. “Oh, Mitchell.”
My hands fell to her hips, and I gently lifted her off of me. Never taking my eyes from hers, I helped her so she was sitting on my lap. Tears formed in her baby blues before she buried her head into my neck. I wanted to kick my own ass for being so damn careless. For not taking care of her like I knew I should have. For letting my own weakness lead us to this moment. I had never in my life forgotten to wear a condom. I was never this irresponsible.
“I’m so sorry, dove. I’m so sorry I didn’t… I didn’t stop us.”
She shook her head. “No, don’t say that. I wouldn’t take that back for anything. I’ve never felt so amazing. So connected to anyone in my entire life. And it was my fault. I threw myself at you and…and I said all those things…and…”
More tears.
My chest tightened, and I felt the strangest ache. What in the hell was this? Was I scared because we’d just had sex without protection? Was I upset because she was scared and crying? Or was I hoping that…no.
I shook the thought away.
“Please don’t cry, baby. I can’t stand to see you cry.”
Placing my finger on her chin, I drew her lips to mine. The kiss was soft, slow, and so damn perfect. The urge to pick her up, bring her to my bed and make love to her the right way was overwhelming. So overwhelming I let the thought linger longer than it should.
Seconds turned into minutes as we kissed like we would never see each other again.
When we both needed a breath, Corina gave me a smile that changed everything for me. I wasn’t sure in what way, but I knew something deep inside of me was different. Her eyes had the most brilliant light to them. She had just taken me on a ride that was a million times better than any fucking amusement ride I’d ever been on, and it wasn’t just the amazing fuck. It was the connection, a connection to her that I’d never experienced before in my entire life.
She pulled her lower lip between her teeth. “I think the oven is trying to tells us to take the food out.”
“Shit!” I said, moving her off of me and running into the kitchen. I was well aware I was butt ass naked as I rushed over and pulled out the wings and fries.
“They’re not burnt!” I cried out with glee.
Turning, I stood there frozen as I stared at Corina. She had wrapped her body up with the blanket I kept on the back of the sofa.
“Would it sound crazy if I said I wanted you again?” she asked shyly, her beautiful cheeks a soft rose color.
Slipping the oven mitts off my hands, I made my way to her. I pushed her hair back from her face. My hand slipped into her hair, drawing her head back, and we stared into one another’s eyes.
“We have to be careful, dove. Are you on the pill?”
When her eyes drifted from mine, I felt a sickness take root in the pit of my stomach.
“I’m on the pill, but I’ve missed the last few days. With the fire and all…my pills were on my bedside table. I’ve been meaning to get the prescription refilled.”
I swallowed hard and leaned my forehead against hers. “Cord and Tripp are going to kick my ass. I had a no sex rule in place.”
Covering her mouth, she whispered, “I guess I took Mrs. Johnson’s advice to heart.”
“Mrs. Johnson gave you advice? On sex?” I pretended to tremble in fear.
Corina giggled. “She told me to come home and jump your bones. When I saw you standing there…looking all hot with your baseball cap on backwards, the muscles showing.” She shrugged. “I lost all control.”
“Wait, Mrs. Johnson told you that?”
She nodded.
“Well, fuck, my dick just went limp.”
Corina reached out and took my cock in her hand. “Bet I know how to fix that.”
Boy, did she ever. We spent the rest of the night in my bed, taking old lady Johnson’s advice to heart.