Page 7 of After this Summer (Seasons in Montana: Summer #11)
BEAU
LAST DECEMBER
“ L ooks Like You Love Me” by Ella Langley and Riley Green plays through the speakers in the reception hall where my brother’s best friend was set to get married.
Was being the operative word.
The bride and my brother Lake hightailed it out of there with a single look, and I’d been a willing accomplice to facilitating the runaway bride’s escape when I handed over the keys to my truck.
Not like I need them right now anyway.
No, sir.
I’d been left to handle damage control, but it had been worth it because I’d scored the company of one of the bridesmaids in the process.
“What are you thinkin’ about?” Indie Kade purrs after she’d sung all the words to Ella’s song, her Tennessee accent doing all kinds of things to my dick as we sway to the music, her body pressed against mine and one arm draped casually over my shoulder.
“How honest do you want me to be?” I drawl, my hand pressing tighter against her lower back as I move us in a slow circle. Her blonde hair is pulled up into a complicated twist that shows off the slope of her neck, the cut of the dress hugging her curves and revealing all kinds of tanned skin.
She’s stunning.
But more than that, I’d already had a hard-on watching her boss everyone around after Pen had run out on her groom.
“Tread lightly, Heartthrob,” she hums, her eyes twinkling. “You try and call me little lady and I’ll be outta here faster than apple pie in a truck bed, Beau Sterling.”
“Never crossed my mind, Stunner.” I grin, spinning her out before pulling her back in against me.
“Stunner, huh?”
“I think it complements heartthrob well, don’t you?”
“Want to know what I really think?” she asks, her eyes dipping to my lips.
“What’s that?”
“I think we should go up to my room and you can show me how good you are with that lead pipe you’ve got pressed against me.”
“Didn’t take you for being quite so corny,” I tease, grunting when she rolls her hips against mine.
“I worked hard on that line.”
“Apologies.”
“Well, let’s go and you can give me all the apologies.”
“Lead the way.”
The hallway is empty as Indie pulls me along, my heart racing at the way she’s so eager—so honest—about what she wants.
Me.
I’ve never shied away from a good time, but I’ve also never had anyone claim me like she has since the moment we locked eyes at the service.
Before things had gone sideways.
She’d thrown herself at me in the elevator, kissing across my jaw as we hashed out protection. I’d never gone without a condom, and despite the way that singular thought is bouncing around my head, I won’t start now.
“Keep up, Sterling.” She winks over her shoulder as she swipes her keycard over the reader, her hand on the handle as I press my chest to her back.
“How long do I have you?” I murmur, placing my hand over hers while I wait for an answer.
“All weekend if you’re lucky.”
“Good.”
With a flourish, we push the door open and step inside, a king-sized bed in the middle of the room and what looks like every cosmetic product littering the desk in the corner.
But it’s too far.
As soon as the door slams closed, I have her back against it, my mouth slanting over hers as I fist her dress and pull it up around her waist.
“Hold this,” I growl, dropping to my knees as I hook my fingers in the band of her panties before dragging them down her legs. I look up at her as she steps out of them, her bare pussy, long legs, and stilettos the stuff dreams are made of.
I want the bite of her heels at my back as I fuck her into the mattress, her dress tossed carelessly aside.
Later.
“Nervous, Heartthrob?” she taunts and I chuckle, pushing her legs wider as I spread her with my finger.
“Just enjoying the view.”
It’s the last thing I say before burying my face in her pussy. Her gasps and moans urge me to hurry up, but I won’t let her rush me. Indie Kade is like the finest dessert and I plan on feasting on her.
Devouring her.
I savor her with each lick—each time I suck her clit into my mouth, each time I fuck her with my tongue until she’s thrashing against the door, her hips rocking against my face.
It’s the sexiest victory I’ve ever won, her orgasm coating my chin as she begs me not to stop, to draw it out a little longer.
And I do, gripping her ass and kneading her flesh, testing and teasing just how far I can go before she’s tugging on my hair and pulling me off her with wild eyes and a heaving chest.
“My legs are gonna give out.” She pants and I give her a wolfish grin.
“I have the perfect solution for that, Stunner.” The words are a murmur as I stand slowly, trailing my fingertips up her back till they hit the tiny zipper of her dress. “And it’s time to get you out of this dress…”