Page 23 of Irresistible

CHAPTER NINE

Saturday

Rain pelted the roof and Brock lifted his head to look out the window. The shutters were tipped up, which afforded him a narrow view of the dreary weather. Actually, the bleak conditions were perfect for what he had in mind—staying in bed with Lilly and exploring the many ideas he’d stored up over the years.

When he’d woken her up with one of those ideas in the middle of the night, he hadn’t been sure if she was going to be receptive. She repeated his name as he buried himself deep within her tight, warm body, so he figured she was okay with being woken up filled with him. And fill her he did. When she acquiesced to his demand that they have nothing between them, a calmness took over. It satisfied a deep need that roared within him. He was more than a little crazy when it came to her, and the fact that she allowed him that intimacy allowed the beast to be tamed. At least for now.

Looking down at her tangle of hair nearly made his heart explode in happiness. Their bodies were entwined like a plate of noodles, and he couldn’t tell where he ended and she began. Her soft breath fluttered against his chest as her hand rested against his heart.

The Technicolor dreams he’d filled his mind with over the years had nothing on the reality of Lilly. Now that he knew, he wanted to make sure he could keep hold of her. Which might prove to be the biggest challenge of his life. No one could be more stubborn than the woman in his arms, and if he didn’t give her enough reasons to take him on, then he was dead in the water.

The fact that they had bickered for the better part of their childhood and well into their teens wasn’t something she was likely to forget. Early on, he’d taken the role of protector, boss and all-around hard-ass with her, and it was going to take some work on his part to show her that he was capable of more. He wanted to become her partner, best friend, lover, and whatever else could bind them together.

Nobody loved a prank more than she did, and she often stretched the boundaries further than he felt comfortable with. He cringed thinking back on all the times he’d given her the what-for and made her quit whatever scheme she was up to. He’d kept her close and under his watch pretty much from the moment they’d met. Did he know then that she was his?

“Brock?” Lilly muttered against his chest.

Leaning back, he swept the hair away from her face and smiled. “Morning.”

“What time is it?”

“It’s right around ten. You ready for some coffee?”

Sitting up, she looked around the room. “I’m supposed to be up at the stable in thirty minutes. I promised Poppy I’d help with her classes today.”

“The storm came in early this morning, so I doubt it’s open.” When she twisted around and glanced out the window, he leaned forward and trailed a line of kisses over her shoulder. “Guess we have to stay in bed today.”

“Debauchery?” she asked as she turned around.

“As much as we can manage.” Tumbling her back into the warm sheets, he moved over her. “I didn’t get to take my time last night.” He laced their fingers together and pinned them to the mattress as he dropped his mouth to her breast. Circling her dark bud with his tongue made her back arch off the bed. “I’m going to discover everything that makes you do that.” He sealed his lips over her nipple, sucked it to the roof of his mouth, and heard a moan. “Love the way you taste,” he said as he moved his mouth across her skin. Treating the other breast with the same attention, he felt her fingers tighten around his. As her soft body surrendered, her responsiveness drove his need higher. A hot wave of lust rolled through him as his need to consume her sped out of control.

He released her hands and moved his hands down her body, letting his fingers play over her soft, silky skin. When he ran his tongue over her belly button, he heard a small giggle and felt her squirm. “I’ll be returning to that spot later.” Spreading his hands on her thighs, he held her open. Her scent hit a primal spot in his brain that had him salivating. He slicked his tongue along her glistening folds and enjoyed her hot, sweet flavor. Pushing his hands beneath her ass, he angled her higher so he could taste every part of her. Driving his tongue deep, he tasted a rush of honey as his name fell from her lips. The sound made him graze his teeth over her most sensitive nerves, which sent her over the edge.

Before she came down from her peak, he moved up over her body and buried himself as deeply as he could. “Damn, you feel good. Each time I get inside you is better than the last.” Their bodies moved together in perfect sync and he gripped her hips and moved with more urgency. When she tightened her muscles and grinned, he stilled. “Stop that, Lilly. I’m on the edge.”

“I thought you might enjoy it.” She laughed. “I’m going to do it again, ’cause you keep making me lose control.”

Her fingernails dug into his back and she tightened again, which left him cursing a blue streak. Their hips collided and her legs wrapped around his waist. “Surrender, Lilly. Let me all the way in.” He drove himself in faster and harder, and her eyes slammed shut. “Can you take more?”

“Can you?” She tightened around him and laughed. “Give me everything, Brock.”

“God damn!” Rolling them over, he kept them connected. “Ride me.” He reached for her breasts, tugged her nipples, and was rewarded with a cry of pleasure. When she moved up and down him, he thrust against her. Watching her body envelop his length had heat racing down his spine and his balls tightening. One final squeeze from the vixen riding him sent a blazing sensation spreading through his body as he exploded inside her. Emptying himself, he felt his heart bang against his chest, and for the first time since his mom passed, it felt full. Emotion and pleasure warred within him as the last of the electricity left his body.

Lilly collapsed against his chest after her own release shuddered through her body. He lifted his head and pressed a kiss to her mouth. “I knew it.”

“Knew what?” she mumbled.

“That we’re made for each other.” When she tightened her hold and kissed his chest, he took that as agreement. It was going to take a while before she used words to express her feelings. She’d always been that way, even as a kid. Looking back, it made sense; words were important to her, and she never flung them around without careful consideration. He’d learned early on that he had to watch what she did if he wanted to know what was going on with her. Seemed that hadn’t changed.

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Lilly curled her feet under the blanket as Brock stoked the fire. It was well past two in the afternoon and they’d only just come downstairs. There was a pot of jambalaya reheating on the stove, and he’d promised to run out and get bread as soon as the storm let up. As far as she could tell, she might never be able to walk again. He hadn’t been kidding when he said he wanted to ruin her.

Popcorn let out a loud bark and trotted over to his doggy door and that led to the garage. “Guess he’s going on patrol,” she commented as Brock collapsed on the couch.

“He did that last night. I came down and investigated but didn’t see anything or anyone. The doorknob on the outside door was a little loose, but other than that, everything seemed to be secure.”

“I can’t imagine who would be skulking around. I don’t think my stalker is due to get out of the state mental facility for another couple of months.” Uncoiling herself, she started to get up, but a big hand landing on her leg stopped her. “What’s wrong?”

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