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“I can’t keep that up,” he says, his hands coming around to grab mine, finally letting me lean against his chest. His chest’s movements jostle me and I turn around and look up at him, loving how his entire face lights up when he’s laughing like this.
“But that’s the bathroom and it adjoins with the next bedroom that hasn’t been used in over a decade after Chuck moved to the other side of our dad’s old room.”
“You two shared a bathroom?” I ask.
“It was about as ridiculous as you might imagine.”
Cupping his cheeks in my palms, I say in mock horror, knowing he loves his brother, “That must have been horrible.”
“Oh, it was. Just imagine the pranks he pulled on me.”
“I’m not sure I want to.”
“You don’t,” he says, leaning down, erasing all the silliness in that one move and I’m thinking about the fact that we’re in his bedroom. “Can I kiss you now? But this time, away from anyone who could interrupt us?”
“Yes, please.”
And just like that, his mouth is on mine and I’m kissing him back like we have all the time in the world.
Chapter 30: Tommy
I’m standing in my room with Samantha Davies in my arms and she’s already nipping at my lips.
God, this is a dream come true.
Instead of tossing her onto my bed, which I’m not sure we’d leave, I walk her back against the door leading to the hallway. One of her ankles wraps around my leg, twisting us together like a pretzel. Her tongue tangles with mine and my jeans are painfully restrictive as she loops one finger under my belt to make my hips flush with hers. This moment is so many dreams coming true all wrapped into one as I memorize how she feels against me.
My hands have a mind of their own, exploring her sides and feeling the gentle curves of her hips, stopping before untucking her shirt. The V-neck might look plain on someone else, but on Sam, the cut seems to draw my eyes to her chest, her shoulders, and her stomach. It’s not tight or see-through, but it fits her perfectly and it’s soft as hell to touch, drawing my fingers back again and again.
She gives a little shiver when my hands shift up her ribcage and my thumbs trace underneath her breasts. Another rumble comes from my chest as I feel something thin and likely lacy through the shirt.
“Catch me,” she says breathlessly. Her hands lace behind my neck while mine scoop behind her as she takes a little hop, wrapping those jean-clad legs around me. I brace her in place between my chest and the door so my hands can explore these jeans while I breathe in her floral scent. My thumb finds the rip high on her thigh and it rubs her exposed skin before sliding underneath the fabric, tracing almost-lazy circles higher and higher. Fuck, I just want to stay right here until dinner, riding lessons be damned.
My pocket vibrates right as I start to kiss down her neck. A frustrated breath leaves me and I rest an arm against the door as Sam sighs.
“I think we need to shut our phones off the next time we’re alone.”
“Or just block Chuck’s number for a while,” I offer.
She giggles as my phone vibrates again. “You should check that, it could be important.”
Giving her a little space between me and the door, Sam slides down my body a few inches, which doesn’t help the state of my dick, until her feet hit the ground. There’s one more vibration as I pull my phone out of my pocket.
“Not Chuck,” I tell her. “But it’s Matt giving us a heads up that Chuck seems to have less restraint than usual.”
My mind tries to go through possibilities for what Chuck might say or do, but I take a deep breath. “Lovely.”
“Well, he already cat-called us outside, so it can’t get much worse than that, right?” Sam asks.
“Definitely not for you. He’ll lay off. But he might be extra-obnoxious with me and the rest of the guys. I promise he’s a good guy…he’s just a bit much at times. It’s just all aimed at me or my brothers.”
“I’ll take notes about how siblings behave, then.”
“Sometimes I forget you’re an only child.”
“How did you know that?” she asks, neither of us creating more space than I needed to get my phone.
“I listen.” My shrug causes the flannel shirt to fall down my arm. Grabbing it before it falls, I hold it up in front of Sam like she’s at a fitting. She’s going to be swimming in the fabric. “Perfect size.”
