Page 79 of Choosing Skyler

We head out to the living room to wait for Devon and Tracey to come back. Skyler climbs into my lap, kissing me and I grip the back of her neck to deepen the kiss. She moans and grinds down on my lap when my cock hardens under her ass. I grip her hip to still her movements, breaking the kiss.

“Devon and Tracey will be back in a few minutes. We need to settle down or you’re going to be stuck in my lap to hide my boner until they leave,” I say regretfully.

She grins with mischief flashing in her blue eyes. “I don’t mind being stuck in your lap, Hot Stuff,” she says before kissing me again.

I kiss down her jaw and neck to the soft spot under her ear, biting her softly. Her breathing picks up and her hand dives into my hair, holding me to her. She moans again when I bite down harder. I get lost in the feeling of her grinding on my lap… The taste of her skin under my tongue… The sounds she makes when I nibble and bite at her neck.

We’re so lost in each other that we don’t hear the sound of a key in the front door or the door opening when Devon and Tracey come in. Wedohear Tracey’s gasping laugh.

“Now,thatis a prize worth winning. That’shot!” she says between giggles.

Skyler sits back with kiss swollen lips and lust drunk eyes. She starts to climb off my lap, but I stop her, tightening my arms around her.

“I told you; you’d be stuck in my lap if we didn’t settle down. You’re stuck, Beautiful,” I whisper in her ear before nipping at her neck again.

She blushes when Devon clears his throat.

“You two wanna get a room or something?” He chuckles. Then, he leans his head closer to Tracey’s to mock whisper, “Did she look that hot inmylap?”

I growl and Tracey laughs. “Sorry, Babe. But no. You two didn’t havethatkind of chemistry. After seeing this, I don’t know how I ever believed you were a couple at all.”

I beam with pride, hearing that our connection is as visible to them as it feels to us.Mine!I think and Skyler shivers against me.

Devon flops on the couch next to us, putting his face inches from ours. “Yours, huh?” he says, smirking.

Did I say that out loud? Ooops.

“Yep,” I say, popping the p. “Mine.”

Skyler laughs and pushes Devon back playfully with her hand on his face.

“I promised Tracey ‘hot later’,” she says, winking at Tracey. “But that’s all you get. Sorry, Tray.”

“I’ll take it.” Tracey laughs. “Come on, Dev. Let’s leave these two alone before poor Brady has blue balls.”

Devon laughs and jumps up.

“Night, guys. Love you!” they both call out as they head back toward the door.

As the front door closes, I stand with Skyler in my arms and head for the bedroom. As soon as her feet touch the floor, she reaches down and pulls her cotton dress over her head, dropping it on the floor. She stands in front of me in a plain cotton bra and boy shorts and I’ve never seen anything sexier. She arches a brow and I take the hint, pulling my t-shirt over my head by the back of the collar. She groans this sexy little purr and squeezes her thighs together.

I take a step forward and reach around her to unhook her bra and pull it down her arms. When it slides off her wrists she reaches for the button on my jeans and pops it open before sliding the zipper down slowly. She pushes them past my hips, so they fall to the floor as she looks up at me and bites her bottom lip. I reach up to release her lip from her teeth with my thumb and grip her chin gently.

“Whatcha need, Beautiful?” I smirk.

She surprises me by reaching down to grip my erection through my boxers.

“This,” she whispers.

“And where do you needthis?” I ask her, thrusting into her hand.

She releases me to push her underwear over her hips, letting them fall before taking a step back to sit on the edge of the bed. She spreads her knees, letting me see how wet she is.

When her hand starts to move up her thigh, I growl “Mine,” as I drop to my knees between hers and kiss the bruise on her inner thigh before turning my head, sucking her clit into my mouth, and biting it gently.

She jerks at the sudden sensation, moaning loudly in the quiet room. I lift both of her legs over my shoulders and devour her like I’ve been dying to do all day. I groan at her sweet, tangy flavor as she drops to her back. When she gets close to coming, she grips the bed cover and tries to scoot back away from the sensations flooding her. I climb up the bed with her, not letting her escape.

“Ahh, Brady… It’s too much… I… ohh,” she whines.

---