Page 76 of At First Smile
“Someone’s awake,” she rasps, brushing her backside against my rigid length.
“Do you blame me?” Nuzzling into the crook of her neck, my hand roams beneath her silky camisole. “Looks like someone else is also awake.” I tweak her already taut nipples.
She arches into my touch. “Do you blame me?”
My chuckle is hoarse. “How long do you need to get ready for brunch?” I nip at the shell of her ear.
Taking my hand, she guides it into her sleep shorts. “We can be late.”
“And how will that help me win over Trina?” My fingers slide through her slick folds.
“Alexa, what time is it?”
A deep Australian accent comes from the device on the nightstand. “The time is eight-thirty-two a.m.”
I lift an eyebrow. "Your Alexa is an Aussie man?”
"It is thesexiestof all accents,” she teases with a bat of her lashes.
“Are you sure about that, luv?” I murmur into her ear, deepening my Irish lilt as I slip my hand beneath her top. With each whimper she makes as I tweak her taut nipples, my cock gets impossibly harder.
“Alexa, set an alarm for ten a.m.” Once Alexa confirms the alarm’s been set, Pen flips onto her back and tugs me on top of her. “We have time.”
Flipping onto my back, I yank her to sit astride my hard cock. “Good. Now take these off–” I pull at her shorts’ lacey hem. “—and sit on my face.”
“Yes sir.” She flashes a wicked grin. “As long as you take these off. After all it’s only fair if you’re getting a pre-brunch meal, that I do too.”
“Christ.”This woman.
We usedevery goddamn minute that Alexa gave us and stole a few extra before getting ready for brunch. Men aren’t generally invited to the ladies’ brunch, but I’m the exception, more like Wes and my brother are the exceptions. In my attempt to win over Pen’s people, mainly Trina since JoJo is one hundredpercent Team Row-Pen, as she dubbed us Friday night, I’ve enlisted reinforcements to soften this trio’s big sister.
Wes, who hit it off with both Pen and JoJo, will be attending brunch in-person. My brother Finn and Trina are joining remotely. I am not above using Trina’s favorite author and audiobook narrator to win her over.
Pen explained that Trina’s overprotective nature is a result of losing her younger sister Lauren. Two years before Pen, who is the same age as Trina’s sister, moved next door Lauren was hit by a car. She and Trina had been playing in the front yard. In the single instant that Trina bent to tie her shoe, Lauren ran into the street to get the soccer ball she’d kicked.
“It’s not that Trina doesn’t like you, it’s just that she doesn’t trust herself to relax,” Pen offers, as we stand in the kitchen slicing pineapple and berries for a fruit salad. “She’s scared if she looks away something will happen.”
I nod, thinking of Gillian. His assessing green eyes, the same as mine, and face always drawn into a stern expression.
“I promise she will warm up.”
“Did she with Alex?”
Her lips purse. “I think he’s part of her hesitancy. Alex was my first real boyfriend. As I told you, I was a bit of a late bloomer.”
I nod. Wednesday night as we sat snuggled together on the chair, she’d opened up more about her dating history. Besides Alex and her friend from undergrad who she’d had sex with a few times, I am only the third man that she’s slept with. Of course, I don’t care about how many men came before me. My intent is to be the last. Still, I don’t like how these men failed to cherish Pen the way she should be. Alex gaslit and emotionally abused her. Her friend from college, while kind to her, didn’t take care of her needs sexually, something I intend to ensurenever happens again, as long as I’m the current and, hopefully, last man, to be with her.
“Alex had this way of pulling me in. A way of spinning every situation to his advantage. JoJo was the only one whose hackles were up when it came to Alex.”
“JoJo?” My right brow lifts.
“As open and friendly as she is, she’s able to read people in a single instant. She was a little standoffish with Alex. I liked Alex and so did Trina. I think Trina blames herself for not seeing who he truly was.”
Leaning in, I kiss her cheek. “I like that you have protective people in your life. Even if Trina may scare me more than any rival defenseman I’ve faced on the ice.”
She bumps my hip with hers. “It’s funny. I should be more nervous. I’m the one who will be meeting your brother in ten minutes.”
“He’s going to adore you. He already does.”
