Page 29 of Endlessly Yours (The Wilder Brothers #10)

“What are you guys doing here? I’m so confused,” Rory said as I held out my arms.

“Come here,” I ordered, and she took a step forward without even thinking, and then she blushed as Ava threw her head back and laughed.

“He’s kidnapping you, of course. And I’m here to play fun aunt. You look great, girl. I’m glad that Cameron had her way with you. Now, go. I’ve got the girls, and you guys are going to go have dinner. And have some fun.”

“What kind of fun?” Faith asked, and Ava rolled her eyes.

“Never you mind, Faith darling. Go see the girls in the kitchen. I’ll be in right after you.”

Faith ran off, and then she gave me a wink. “Be home late, I’ve got the girls. Have fun.”

“I’m very confused. I thought we were just staying in?” Rory asked as she shook her head.

“I told you, it’s time we actually leave the house more than once for a date. I’m sorry, you don’t get a choice.”

“You set all of this up?” she asked, her voice soft.

“Of course I did. Come on.” I leaned forward and took her lips with mine. And she melted into me.

Ava let out a loud sigh before she literally shoved us out the door.

“Stay out late. The girls better be asleep when you get home.” She winked, then pushed Rory’s purse into her arms, and then closed the door in our faces.

Rory just looked at the closed door and then at me before she burst out laughing.

“Okay then. It seems like we’re going out to dinner. I’m glad I put on shoes.”

“Cameron was very strict in what she was planning on doing to get you ready,” I said solemnly.

“That girl scares me, and I love her.”

“She is pretty amazing. Come on, we have reservations at Twelve Oaks, and I hear a steak calling my name.”

Rory’s eyes widened. “Twelve Oaks? We’re not going to one of the Wilder restaurants?”

“I think Kendall will be fine if we don’t use one of her places. I thought it was time for me to take you out of the Wilders’ reach and just the two of us.”

“Brooks.”

“Don’t look at me like that, or we’re not making it to dinner.”

She rolled her eyes and put her hand in mine.

“How did you accomplish all of this?”

“With a lot of help,” I said with a laugh, and I walked her to my truck, grateful that she had agreed so readily.

Because I was falling in love with Rory, and I wasn’t sure what I would do if she needed to walk away now.

By the time we were full of steak and our conversations had turned to the latest movies we had seen on our way back to the house, I was happy, full, and horny as hell.

Because Rory’s dress slowly slid up as she crossed her legs in the front seat and I couldn’t help but look at the sweet silk of her thighs and wonder what they would look like with my beard burn on them.

“If you don’t stop looking at me like that, we’re going to have a problem,” she teased.

I cleared my throat. “I don’t think I mind that problem,” I said as I pulled off to a small clearing on my land, but one that I knew others couldn’t really see.

“Where are we going?” she asked, and I just grinned.

“You’ll see.”

And when I turned off the engine, with the moonlight sliding through the windows, she turned to me, eyes wide.

“Brooks Wilder, what are you planning?”

“Well, I figured it’s time that we see exactly what those thighs look like wrapped around my neck. It’s been a while since I’ve had dessert, and I swear to God, if I don’t have your pussy on my face in the next ten minutes, I’m going to scream.”

And when she just smiled at me, I knew I had just fallen head over heels with the woman of my dreams.

Rory’s eyes widened as I leaned forward and brushed my finger along her jaw. “Ava’s got the girls all night. What do you say we take this moment just for us?”

“Really? That’s the line you’re going with?” she asked. I undid her seatbelt and then slid my hand up her thigh, over the side of her panties. Her mouth parted, and I smiled.

“Yes, that’s the line I’m going with.” And then I leaned forward and captured her lips with mine. She groaned into me, and I used my thumb to slide over her mound, loving the heat I could already feel from there.

“Come on, I want you.”

“Then take me.”

She moved her body so her back pressed against the door and lifted one leg up, baring herself to me.

“Damn woman,” I growled as I gripped the back of her neck and crushed my mouth to hers.

The windows began to steam up, but I didn’t care.

I explored her mouth, even as her hands gently and then not so gently ran over my body.

It was a tough fit, but luckily, I had a big enough truck that when I leaned down over the center console, I shoved her dress up and then her panties to the side.

“Brooks!”

I didn’t look up. Instead, I licked over her cunt, loving the way that she arched her body towards me. With one hand keeping her legs spread, I used my other to play with her swollen folds.

“Look at you, all pink and swollen and ready for my touch. I can fucking scent your cream from here. Already wet, and I haven’t even really touched you. Look at you, my dirty, bad girl. You want my cock, don’t you? Or do you want my tongue?”

“I just want to come,” she teased.

“I can make that happen. I need you to come on my face. What do you say? Can you do that?”

“I think the question is, can you do that?”

She held one of her knees up, baring herself for me, and the other hand she used to pluck at her nipples over her dress.

Groaning, I leaned down and lapped at her, spearing her with two fingers.

She arched for me, the confines of the truck almost too tight, but I didn’t care.

Instead, I fucked her hard with my two fingers, sliding in and out so the wet noises of our sex filled the car rudely.

I knew we might have to be quick because even though we were on private property, anybody could drive down, and I didn’t care.

I wanted them to see me claim this woman as my own, to see her come for me with my name on her lips.

So when I continued to suck her down, loving the way that she practically melted on my tongue, I kept moving faster, quicker, until she finally came, her legs shaking.

She drenched my face, dripping down my chin as I continued to suck at her, needing her taste.

And when I sat up and wiped my chin, she blushed so prettily.

“Look at you, practically squirting on my face.”

“Brooks.”

“What? You’re so fucking hot. I can’t help it.”

I leaned forward and kissed her, knowing she could taste herself on my lips. And then I grunted as she shoved me back, and I laughed.

“What?”

“It’s my turn now.”

And then she was on me, her hands on my belt buckle as she quickly undid my pants. I shifted my body, pulling my cock out of my boxer briefs.

“That’s it, I’m not going to come down that pretty mouth, not unless you want me to, because I need to be in that pussy of yours. What do you think?”

“I think you can do both,” she teased before she opened her mouth wide and took me deep inside.

With my piercings, we had to be careful, but over the past months we had figured out a routine.

And she was damn good with that mouth of hers.

I wrapped her hair around my fist and lifted my hips up, slowly, oh so slowly, inching down that throat of hers.

She opened her mouth wide, relaxing her throat, and I went even deeper. When she didn’t gag, I grinned.

“That’s my girl.”

And then one of her hands was on my balls, the other on my hip, and I was fucking her face, both of us groaning into the confines of the truck.

I tugged at her hair, my balls tightening. “I’m going to come, baby girl. You want me to come on those tits? To paint them and rub it in so you know you’re marked by me? Or do you want my cum down your throat?”

In answer, she hummed along my length and continued to bob her head.

I groaned, and then I was coming, grunting her name as I spurted down her throat, and she swallowed every drop of me. Not nearly sated, I leaned back against the door, my body shaking as she lifted her head and wiped her mouth.

“Well then,” she teased, and then I was on her again, needing her lips.

“I need you.”

“Then take me.”

I shook my head and pulled her over to my lap.

“Not in here. I need that ass of yours, and to make you comfortable, we’re going to need to move.”

Eyes wide, we scrambled out of the truck, and I caught her before she fell.

I searched in the center console, pulled out the lube and condoms, and both of us laughed as we went to the edge of the truck bed. I set down the tailgate, grateful that I got the truck that had the extender, and pulled down the side-step.

“Up you go,” I teased and then she sat down at the edge of the truck.

“What do you mean, my ass?” she said deadpan.

“You know exactly what I meant.”

I kissed her then, ramping us both up as she wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me towards her.

Her panties were already in the truck bed, and my jeans were practically falling down my hips, but I didn’t care. I just needed her touch, needed her.

“That’s it, you’re so fucking beautiful,” I whispered.

“You say that, and all you have is the moonlight to see me.”

“Then take my word for it.” I pulled her down off the truck bed slightly so she was on the side-step and flipped her over.

“Now, let me see that ass of yours.”

I went down to my knees behind her, spread her cheeks, and licked and sucked. She groaned, pushing her ass back to my face as I ate her out, licking and then using my tongue to probe her asshole.

“So fucking beautiful.”

I used the lube on two fingers, gently probing her ass as she groaned, tilting her hips up.

“So eager.” I gently stretched her with one finger, then the second.

“That’s it, just press back and relax,” I whispered as she hissed out a breath.

“Brooks, you’re too big,” she whispered.

I pushed up her dress some more and kissed up her spine, licking at that, too, since I loved it so much.

“You tell me when to stop, I’m never going to hurt you, Rory. Believe me.”

She looked over her shoulder then, and the moonlight glinted off her eyes.

“I trust you,” she whispered.

And it was like a kick in the chest, and I nodded tightly, continuing to work in and out of her. I used my other hand to wrap around her waist, sliding my fingers over her clit, as she groaned.

And then finally she came again, pressing that sweet ass against my hand.

“Are you ready for me?” I asked, and she nodded.

“For you? Anything.”

Undone, I positioned myself at her back entrance, my lube-covered condom ready to go.

“Now let out a deep breath, and push back as I go inside, okay?”

“Okay,” she whispered.

And so I moved forward, the tight ring of her ass squeezing my cock so hard I knew I was going to come pretty quickly.

Slowly, oh so slowly, I worked my way inside as she pressed against me, and then we both sat there, buried to the hilt as we shook.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m too full. So full. And I need you to move. Please, Brooks.”

“Anything you want, baby. I promise.” I leaned forward and captured her mouth as she tilted towards me, and then I moved. Slowly, so slowly that I knew if I went any faster, I could hurt her, but I would never hurt Rory. Not now, not ever.

She pressed against me as we rocked into one another, my orgasm rising with each passing movement.

So I moved my fingers around, sliding over her clit again before spearing her pussy, needing her to come.

She shot off like a rocket, clamping around my dick, and then I moved once, twice, coming once again, as I whispered her name against her back, both of us shaking.

Finally, I slid out of her before using the washcloth and a bottle of water I had brought with me and gently cleaned us both.

And when I lifted her so she sat on the edge of the truck bed again, slightly, gingerly, I kissed her softly, exploring her mouth, letting my hands roam over her breasts and then over her pussy.

“Sore?” I asked.

“Yes, but just hold me?”

I nodded, my cock filling again. So I wasn’t surprised when she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock, and gently guided me inside that sweet pussy of hers. This time no condom, but that was fine. We were safe, and all I wanted to do was feel her around me.

I hadn’t come this much in such a short period of time since I had been a teen, but this was all Rory. But instead of hard and fast, we just rocked against each other, letting the moonlight dance over our skin, as I took her mouth and rode each other to completion.

And I just held her, knowing I was never going to let her go.

I had tried to walk away from her before, not once, but at least twice. And I was never doing it again.

Soon I’d find a way to tell her. That she was mine and she was just going to have to deal with it. That I was going to be a damn Neanderthal and claim her in front of the rest of the world.

Because I loved Rory Thompson.

And now I just needed to make sure she knew that. Because I was never letting her go. No matter what came next.