Should’ve Known It’s You (Not You Again #7)

Chapter 28

CHAPTER 28

KENNEDY

I wasn’t sure who moved first. All I knew was that one second, I’d been looking into his eyes, silently begging him to kiss me, and the next, his lips crashed into mine. At the same time, his arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me to him, one of his hands on the side of my neck and the other at the small of my back.

Moaning into his mouth, I planted my hands on his hips, flexing my fingers on them to hold him to me before I slowly ran them around to his back. Austin’s kisses were intoxicating, utterly exhilarating after all this time I’d spent wishing we could do it again.

The tension between us had been building and building, lingering looks and innocent touches that had been driving me bonkers. I hadn’t even been sure until this morning if he felt anything more for me than he might for any other friend or client, and as he devoured my mouth like he’d been waiting his entire life to do it, the relief that flooded my senses was almost as intense as the desire.

I ran my hands slowly up his back, my palms flat to feel the lean but powerful muscle beneath them. My mind catapulted into the gutter, but I couldn’t help but wonder what these might feel like as they rippled while he moved inside me. I wanted to take my time with him and really get a chance to explore everything he had to offer.

As if he’d read my mind, he suddenly spoke between kisses. “I have no interest in a quickie in a car right now, Kennedy,” he rasped out. “My place or yours?”

My head spun as I did a few mental calculations. “Mine is too far. Is yours closer?”

“Almost right around the corner.” He broke the kiss then, giving me a smoldering look, and he helped me into the passenger seat and then jogged around the car to get in the driver’s side.

After quickly climbing in behind the steering wheel, he was racing out of the parking lot before I’d even finished buckling up. I giggled, glancing at him in the dimly lit interior of his fancy car. “Boy, someone is in a hurry.”

He arched an eyebrow but didn’t move his gaze away from the road, both of his hands on the steering wheel and white-knuckling it as he worked on getting us to his place as fast as he could. “I feel like we’ve waited long enough, but I can always take the scenic route if you’d prefer that. We could stop for an ice cream. Go see a movie.”

I scowled at him. “Don’t you dare.”

My body was raring to go, and judging by how things had felt when I’d been pressed up against him, he was as eager as I was. He smirked and finally shot me a glance, those dark eyes glittering with lust and knowing.

“Trust me, the only thing I’m going to dare right now is to get you to my bed at superhuman speeds.”

Accelerating as he said it, the nippy little car sped up, and as I was pressed back against my seat, the adrenaline added to the need coursing through my body. I had never wanted anyone this badly before. It felt like I would simply burn away into nothing but a pile of ashes if he didn’t touch me soon.

I pressed my thighs together to relieve some of the ache building between them. My breathing reduced to soft, shallow pants as I screwed my eyes shut and prayed he’d get us there safe—and soon. Between the kiss and the anticipation—and now the seam of my jeans pressing into me—my panties were soaked and my situation was only becoming more desperate with every passing second.

My breasts felt like they were swollen, and while I knew that wasn’t physiologically possible under the circumstances, it sure felt that way. With my nipples trying to slice through my bra and my thighs clenching and releasing, I kept my eyes closed, feeling my cheeks turn hotter by the second.

When the car slowed, I heard a soft groan emanating from his side and I wrenched my eyes open, seeing a strange driveway coming into sight after he turned. “Is this you?”

“Yes,” he ground out. “Not a second too soon either. You should see yourself right now.”

“Me?” I tried for a smirk, but it didn’t matter whether I succeeded because he’d already gunned it down the drive and then he was climbing out of the car.

I threw my door open. Coming around to my side, he offered me his hand, then pulled me into him after I smacked my palm into his. His lips descended to mine once more and I let him take the lead as he walked me backward to the house I’d only caught a glimpse of as we’d been driving up to it.

I assumed we’d reached the door when he pressed my back against a wall, leaning into me and kissing me like he needed to fuel up for the moment it would take him to unlock his house. Leaving me panting once more, he wrenched his mouth away from mine, breathing hard himself as he slid a key into the lock and opened the door.

As soon as he swung it open, he reached for me again, spinning me around in a fast circle and following me into the house before he kicked the door shut behind us. When he tugged me into him again, I was hyperaware of the fact that we were finally alone.

All my nerve endings were singing, my heart thumping in my chest as I reached for his jacket and pushed it off his shoulders. I half-expected him to try and catch it to hang it up somewhere, but he let it drop to the floor, already giving my own jacket the same treatment.

All the while, we were moving through his house. How we didn’t bump into anything, I didn’t know. I also didn’t really care. I was kissing him like the ship was going down and I couldn’t get over how good it felt.

His tongue stroked against mine, tasting faintly of tequila and something more uniquely him. It was almost spicy and combined with the tequila, I could honestly say that it felt like I was drunk on him. Moving willingly wherever he led me, I kicked off my shoes and left my jacket behind without another thought, lifting my arms for him to slide my turtleneck off over my head when he gripped the hem of it.

By the time we tumbled onto a mattress together, we were both barefoot and shirtless, my bra having gone flying just before we’d reached the bed. Our clothes had probably left a trail to his room, but he’d never mentioned a roommate and I doubted there was anyone else living here.

Either way, I was far too wrapped up in him right then to care. Landing on the soft mattress in a tangle of limbs, we never stopped kissing, our soft sighs and moans the only sounds in the room. I reached for the waistband of his jeans, flicking open his button, and relief trickled through me when I heard his shoes land with hard thuds against the floor.

He lifted his hips off mine as I started pushing down, removing his jeans and his underwear in one shot. I’d been waiting for this for much too long to slow down now, and it looked like he felt the same way.

Working so fast it was like he was performing magic, it took him no time at all to get rid of my pants and panties, and once we were both fully naked, he moaned and slowed the kiss. I wrapped my legs around his hips to lock him in place, but it seemed he had other ideas. Sliding down, he planted hot kisses on every part of my skin on his way to my chest.

The next thing I knew, he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and I cried out, my inhibitions left at the Mexican restaurant, it seemed. “Austin!”

He groaned, moving to my other nipple as his hands ran up and down my sides, his weight held up on his knees and elbows. As he bathed me with kisses, his fingers finally dropped to my thighs and I trembled, so freaking desperate for him to touch me.

“Whatever you’re waiting for,” I ground out. “Consider this it. Your sign. Your permission. Whatever you need it to be.”

He chuckled, dragging a finger all the way to the top of my thigh, but just when I thought he was finally going to touch me, he stopped. “What was that you were saying about someone being in a hurry?”

“Forget me,” I moaned, bucking my hips and finally opening my eyes to look down into his. “Please, Austin. You can tease me all you want next time, but not now.”

“Next time?”

I scowled at him. “You know what I mean.”

“I do.” He slid farther down then, positioning his head between my legs and glancing up at me again. “You said I have your permission, right?”

“Yep. All of it. You have all of it.”

“Good.” Without any further ado, he pushed my legs as far apart as they would go and licked through my seam, groaning as I whimpered.

His tongue swirled around my clit, licking through my folds before he finally pushed a finger against my entrance and slowly slid it in. Pleasure zapped through me. My muscles tensed, the relief that he was finally touching me nearly enough to make me lose my mind.

I stroked my fingers into his hair and held on tight, riding his face as every move he made brought me closer to oblivion. When I finally let go, the orgasm that raced through me stole my breath and made my toes curl. My hips bucked as I screamed his name.

He saw me through it. Then I beckoned him to me, still panting as I looked him right in the eyes. “Now would be good, please.”

Not needing to be told twice, he produced a condom from his nightstand, rolled it on, and then positioned himself at my core. As I wrapped my arms and legs around him, I used my heels to press down on his ass, my fingers in his thick hair and my eyes locked on the almost tormented expression in his.

His brow was furrowed, his lips parted. He watched me carefully, pushing in slowly instead of just thrusting. In that moment, something passed between us. Something that felt so much deeper than just two people hooking up, but this was deeper.

At least to me.

Austin whispered my name as he sank into me, holding still once he was all the way home. I curled my fingers around his hair, then turned my head to kiss him again, slanting my lips over his and kissing him deeply.

He started moving. While his kisses were gentle, the pace he set was not. It was almost punishing, but it hit all the right spots in all the right ways, the knowledge that he needed me just as badly as I’d needed him setting me on fire once more.

Austin went over the edge first, his body tensing on top of mine as I felt him swell deep inside me, which triggered an orgasm of my own. When we were spent, we collapsed together and he turned to press a tender kiss to my forehead.

“Just give me a few minutes, and then we’re doing that all over again.”