Epilogue

Gavin

Two months prior

Darkness tried to pull me under, and I leaned to my right to try to stay awake, only for something to smack me upside the head. A window.

“Fuck, that hurt.”

I reached up and touched my scalp, attempting to shake off the haze. I was in the backseat of a taxi, next to the hottest woman I’d ever kissed. Between my knees sat a bottle of peach schnapps that she’d insisted we grab before we went back to my place.

“You okay, St. James?” she purred, reaching over to rub her hand across my forehead.

“Never been better.” I smiled, looking at her, hoping to see something besides a drunken haze of lust in her pretty eyes, but that’s all there was. “How about you?”

She nodded, swaying closer. “I’m peachy.” Then she reached down, grabbed the bottle, and guzzled from it.

“Whoa, there.” I swiped it from her and set it on the floorboard by my feet. Though a sheet of glass separated us from the driver, I didn’t want to take the chance of getting caught.

Fingers tugged on the end of my beard. “This…” She licked her lips. “I’m dying to know how this feels.”

“You’re touching it now, aren’t you?” I frowned, confused by what she meant.

“No, no, no. Silly…” She giggled, then tugged me down to her face. Our lips were close, our noses touching as she said, “I meant how it’d feel between my thighs.”

“Holy hell.” I kissed her, hard, sloppy, drunk kisses that I couldn’t get enough of.

In a flash, she sat up, soon straddling me. She rode me dry like she owned me, and damn if I didn’t love it like I was pretty sure I loved her.

“Touch me, Gavin.”

I did, reaching down between our bodies to push her skirt up a little higher. The skin on her thigh felt like silk to my hands, and my cock jumped as she moaned her appreciation in my ear. Needing more, I slipped her panties aside, finding a kind of heat I hadn’t touched in years.

The second my thumb brushed across her clit, she let out another low moan, coming alive when I needed her silent.

This woman made me crazy in so many ways. She’d been pushing me away for a month now, told me she didn’t do relationships while I told her I didn’t do casual. Yet here we were, weeks later, getting ready for a night I wasn’t sure she’d even remember.

I would though. This was too perfect to forget.

Kisses happened, hands wandered. Her mouth on mine, my tongue grazing hers.

“I want you,” she whispered.

“You got me,” I groaned back, tangling my fingers in her hair while I worked her clit with my thumb.

Minutes later, we pulled up to the front of my duplex, barely taking a breath as we tucked the bottle up under my shirt, paid the cabbie, and raced to the front door. We laughed running up my driveway like we were sixteen and hiding from our parents—something I’d never done. Mainly because I didn’t have parents to hide from.

“Wait.” She pulled me to a stop on my front porch, her hands at the base of my shirt, her breathing as staggered and wild as my own.

“What’s wrong?” I touched the side of her face, and she leaned into my palm, shutting her eyes like she was savoring my touch. I liked it. A lot.

“This doesn’t change a thing,” she whispered, then looked up at me. “I can’t be the woman you think you need.”

My heart thudded faster, my tongue thick as I lied. “No. It changes nothing.”

I wanted it to change things though. I wanted her to want me the way I wanted her. Not just drunk, but sober too. All the time, all the ways, and all the days.

But if I couldn’t have more, I’d settle for tonight.

“Good.” She rose on her tiptoes and kissed my chin. “Now open the damn door so I can test my theory.”

I frowned, scrambling for my keys in my pocket. The outside light from Collin, Max, and Addie’s side of the duplex flickered on, highlighting the side of her gorgeous face.

“What theory?” I asked as I unlocked the front door.

A grin stretched her lips as she said, “That the quiet ones are always the best.”

The next thing I knew, we were kissing again as we bumped into the walls of my house and made our way to my room. I heard the glass schnapps bottle shattering all over my hall when she tugged my shirt up and over my head. For once, I didn’t care about order. I just needed her naked and under me as fast as I could get her there.

Clothes went flying, and soon she was right where I wanted her. I kissed her swollen lips, she kissed mine, and when I pulled back to look at her, her face was pink and burned from my beard. I kissed the skin, making my way down. In between breaths I whispered, “You’re so beautiful.”

I probably should’ve been nervous, worried I wouldn’t last. Should’ve hated myself for not taking Max’s advice to get laid more often for the sake of practice. But there I was, finding my way around a woman just fine.

Sex was like riding a bicycle. I’d never forget how to do it.

“Yes,” she hissed, arching her back as I sank inside. My hands were on her naked breasts, her fingers grazing my ass. She pulled me closer, harder, urging me to go faster. Sweat stuck between us; her heeled boots, still on, scraped over my calves. I was too far gone to care about the pain.

The bed rocked beneath us, slamming hard against the wall. “Shh,” I finally had to whisper when her cries grew too loud. The last thing I wanted was for Colly to come knocking on my door, bitching at me because I’d woken Beaner.

A giggle slipped through her lips, as her hazy eyes peered up at me. “Can’t help myself.” She slammed her hips up, hard, her experience overshadowing mine.

I grinned and said, “That so?” Another push of my hips, relentless in their need.

She nodded, pulling her lip between her teeth to curb her moans. “You’re a damn natural.” Then she reached around and smacked my ass.

I froze, my cock pulsing inside her. “Did you just spank me?”

She nodded, her bright eyes holding mine. “Did you like it?”

I shook my head, not sure whether to laugh or roll her over on top of me to spank her back. “You’re crazy, woman.” I settled for lowering my head to her neck, then sucking until she started crying out my name again.

If she ever came back over—God, I needed her to come back—I’d have to be sure to move my bed to another wall.

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