Hold Me Closer: A Rebel Walking Novel (6 page)

"
You've teased me with these all night long."  His mouth is so close to my ear that I can feel each breath he takes. 

He's not lying. 
There was a point during our date that I decided to use my assets to make a point.  This may have been exactly what I was hoping for at the time, but I had no idea how intense we would be.

Reaching behind me
, I pull the waistband of his shorts down until he's as exposed as I am.  His shorts eventually fall to the floor and he wastes no time kicking them aside.  Now there is nothing between us. 

I let my hand explore behind my back until I can wrap my fingers around the width of his dick.  I'm not surprised by his size.  After all
, I've been feeling how large he is since this all started.  His breath continues to hit my ear and a few appreciative exhales tell me how much he enjoys my touch.  I use the other hand to travel further south and grab his balls gently and he lets out the sexiest moan I've ever heard. 

His thrust forward pins my chest tighter against the wall and both of my hands behind my back are still full of him. 

He pushes back from the wall and turns me to face him.  Leaning down slightly he grabs me by the ass and lifts me so that we are back to where we started, kissing like we need it more than anything.  He walks effortlessly down the hall and into the bedroom with me wrapped around him. 

He doesn't stop walking until he's climbing onto the bed and laying me across the center of it.  He leans over me to open the drawer
of the nightstand and pulls out the protection I was too turned on to consider.  A quick latex roll down and he's entering me completely. 

He moves with slow steady thrusts that force gasps from me multiple times before I adjust completely to the rhythm. 
His width stretches me more than I've ever felt and it's almost overwhelming.

It isn't long and I'm riding one hell of an orgasm, one that puts every
one of my past ones to shame.  He follows shortly and then collapses on top of me.  We fight to catch our breath once again and I simply run my fingers over his back until both of our heartbeats return to normal.

"I failed."  My words cause him to lift up to look at me.

"What do you mean?"

"My mission to crash the date.  I failed big time."  The smile across his face
makes me grin just as much.

"Yes you did."

Chapter
Eight

Holden

Waking up with her hair in my face is a surprise to me, but last night made it all worth it.  She's extremely sexy and that kiss just did me in.  I had no intentions of falling asleep in the bed with her, but can't say I'm going to complain.  We both got to accomplish the sleeping naked by default after what happened.

I run my hands down her face and try to calm down this hair of hers.  It's gorgeous, but there's a lot of it.  She's so out of it
that she doesn't even stir when I accidentally touch her.  It's not my style to wake up next to a girl.  I've had a couple of relationships, and that was different, but when it comes to a date night or a hookup, I don't do the morning after awkwardness. 

This will be a little different since I know I'm going to be checking up on her security and she'll be spending most of the day with me.  I just hope there isn't any weirdness and we can move on.  I really like her and I would like to be friends even if nothing else comes from it.

Trying not to wake her, I slowly slide out of bed.  I quietly move around the room to grab some clothes and leave the room before we end up with a repeat.  She's wrapped up in my sheets and I'm fully aware of just how naked she is under there. 

Normally I'd be at the gym by now, but I choose to make breakfast instead.  Omelets are an easy decision and it isn't long and
they’re ready.  I walk back to look at her through the doorway and see that she's still out of it.

It'll be interesting to see how she handles me
bringing her breakfast in bed, but I see no other choice.  With a plate in each hand, I sit on the edge of the bed and try to get her attention.

"Would you like some breakfast?"  She finally moves and begins to frantically calm her hair and cover herself.  She looks confused and leery of the plate as I put it near her on the bed.  Sitting cross-legged
, I begin to eat my omelet. 

"You brought me breakfast in bed?"

"Yeah.  Garden omelet."

"No one has ever brought me breakfast in bed before."

"Now they have."

She sits up against the headboard, covers herself with the sheet, and starts to eat the omelet.

"Do you do this often?"

"No.  It's a first for me, too."

We eat in silence and it's not the slightest bit awkward.  I'm surprised at how easy it is for us. 

"We have an hour before we have to meet them at your house to have the windows replaced.  The security system can't go in until they're all in, so I'm not sure if it'll all be done today."

"Thanks for doing that for me.  How much will I owe you?"

"Hey.  It's what I do.
  Everything will be covered."

"I can't let you do that."

"I want to get you the best security possible, so I'm taking care of it."  Her face doesn't look happy, but she lets it go.  I'm sure it wont be the last I hear of it.

"Have you thought anymore about what they could've been after?"

"I couldn't sleep last night thinking about it.  I have no idea what they were after, but it has me creeped out thinking they may come back.  I hope this works."

"I won’t leave you there unless your house is one hundred percent safe.  You have my word."

"Thanks.  That means a lot to me.  This is something my brother would have taken care of."  The sadness that she
shows when she talks about him returns quickly, and again I'm left with nothing to say that will make her feel better about the loss of her brother.  I can only do what I would think he would appreciate and take care of this for her. 

We manage to make it to her house just as the construction workers do.  She decides to go into work and I stay to make sure the house is taken care of properly.  Luckily, the windows are the standard size and it isn't an issue getting enough of them.  Talking to the supervisor, I find out that it will take all day to finish the installation work.  I make arrangements for the system to be installed tomorrow on my way to the bar.

I need to check out everything there before tomorrow. 

She's behind the bar when I walk in.  Sitting at the bar, I watch her make drinks like a pro, shaking everything I had my mouth on last night in the process.  I listen to her interact with everyone like she's their best friend from way back in the day.  Men and women are eating the attention up. 

She finally makes it over to where I'm sitting and hands me an ice cold beer."

"How did it go?"

"It looks like it'll be tomorrow
before it can all be finished." 

"Are the windows at least installed so I can stay there?"

"Yes, they're installed, but you can't stay there until tomorrow night."  She doesn't argue and walks away to take care of another customer. 

She returns with a firm look on her face.  "I'll get a hotel for tonight."

"No you can stay with me again."

"You've already done enough.  I can't stay again."

"Are you saying you didn't enjoy your stay?"

"No
, I did.  I just don't want to overstay my welcome."

"
I promise you.  You won’t.  What time will you get out of here?" 

"The bar closes at
two in the morning.  I'm usually out about ten minutes afterward."

"Okay.  I need to look around here and then check in with the guys, so I'll see you tonight." 

Lyndsey

This night seems to
be dragging.  Knowing where I'll be again tonight probably has something to do with it.  Memories of last night keep fucking with my head and I can't help but look forward to spending another night with him.  The security system being installed tomorrow has its benefits, and spending more time with him is the most important one.

"So
, how did your date last night go?"  I knew Gus would give me the third degree.

"It went really good.  Well
, that is until someone broke into my house."

"What?  You didn't call me?"

"No.  We called the police."

"You still should've called me.  Did they catch the guy?"

"No.  They were gone when the police arrived.  Actually, they didn't leave a single sign that they had been there.  If I hadn't seen the desk drawer open, I would've never known someone had been in there."

"Lyns, you should'v
e called me.  Did anything get damaged?"

"No
, nothing."

"How do you think they got in?"

"I have no idea.  Holden has had all my windows replaced and a security system will be installed tomorrow."

"Do you want me to stay with you tonight?" 

"No.  I'm going to stay at Holden's house."

"Well
, I guess the date
did
go great if you're already shacking up with him."

"Shut up.  You have no room to talk."

"I'm just teasing.  He seems like an okay guy, especially if he's taking care of all of that for you."

"He runs a security team and it's right up his alley.  Last night was one of the best nights that I can remember.  It was nice to be treated like I'm appreciated."

"I like him even more."

"That's good, Mr
. Over Protective.  What was that about last night?"

"I was just scoping out your latest scum.  You do have sucky taste in men, so you can't blame me for hating him before he had a chance."

"This guy is different.  I'm not saying he's the one.  I'm just saying that he treats me differently than the others.  So even if it's just the start of a friendship, I'm going to see where it goes."

"
You know I'll be here for you either way.  You better call me if anymore bullshit happens.  Looks like you have company."

"I will."
  I turn to see Holden and Aiden coming through the door.  Every girl in the room instantly becomes aware of the hotness that radiates from both of them.

"What are you doing here?"

"Just thought I'd make sure you get out of here
alright."

"Are you like my stalker now?"  His teasing g
rin is soooooo damn sexy.

"I guess I am."

I feel his eyes on me
for almost an hour while I try to work.  I'm considering this foreplay because it's working just as well for me.  Gus pushes me to leave as soon as last call is announced and I don't object.  Aiden took it upon himself to leave a few minutes ago, so it's just Holden and I when it's time to walk out.

We leave in his truck and he gets maybe three blocks down the road before I let my hand roam over the bulge in his jeans.  The smile on his face is worth every ounce of courage that took.  I don't stop rubbing until he pulls over on the side of the road. 

He unbuckles quickly and moves over me before I have a chance to remove my own buckle.  We both battle the latch and before I know it, I'm leaning against the door, feeling his hot mouth consume mine.  His fingers slide under my shirt and he's lifting it over my head just as I'm ripping his over his back. 

"You're so fucking sexy."  He's towering over me with his knees on the seat as I slide further south over his abs.  I let my fingers trace the lines that form the V straight into his jeans.  Stopping only to pull open the button of his jeans, I begin to retrace the same path.  This time, following it further, I get what I'm truly after. 

I easily slide his boxer briefs down and expose his dick, quickly moving to take him into my mouth.  His inhale encourages me to take him deeper into my throat, pulling a groan from him.  He's sexy as hell when I have him like this.

Between his height and the fact that we are in a truck our positioning is rather awkward.  He pulls the latch on the door and I slide off the seat to my feet outside the truck.  When he sits to slide out, I push him back and continue by taking him even deeper.  His natural response to hold my head in place is quickly changed to one of him caressing my hair away from my face. 

I can hear the sound of another vehicle driving by and watch him shift his thoughts.  He pulls the door against me, and once the car passes, his expressions have changed.  The look of pure lust and hunger on his face tells me he’s not ready to stop.

"Hey, climb back in here."