Page 25 of The Bad Boy’s Homecoming (The Southern Hart Brothers #2)

“Um no, if Dalton is any indication. But also, no, because you’re both single and clearly have something between you. There is like a pulse of energy popping between you two in the same room.”

“He’s the Bad Boy of Baseball.”

“Do you believe everything you read?”

“Brooke.”

“Okay, I’m just saying I feel like that reputation is a bit manufactured and you’re going into this eyes wide open. Levi doesn’t live here, he rarely visits, and if you want to have some mutual appreciation I say go for it.”

“Really? Even after what happened.”

“Yes, you know why, because you could spend your entire life being the good girl, and doing the right thing, and still get burned. So I say have some fun. As long as you’re honest about what you want.”

Brooke finished wrapping her hand. “Can I see what you’ve been working on?”

Brooke always gushed over all Missy’s work, and she had several pieces in her home and at Dalton’s that Missy had done.

“Um, the pieces I did today are a bit different from my usual work.”

“Oh really, maybe a new muse is inspiring you?” Brooke said, standing.

“Ya, you can take a look, let me know what you think. I posted them to the site already, but they may not even sell.”

Brooke walked out of the kitchen into the studio and Missy heard a gasp. She stayed back in the doorway watching Brooke study the art. In the dimmer light of early evening, they were even moodier.

“You are so talented, and whatever is inspiring this line needs to keep happening.” Brooke pulled out her phone and tapped away. “Yup, they’ve already sold. So you better wake up early tomorrow to do more, or do more of whatever is inspiring this, or both,” Brooke said with a big grin.

Missy stepped closer to see her site on Brooke’s phone. And sure enough there were bold sold signs on all the paintings.

“This says a gallery purchased them,” Brooke said. “I bet they’ll want more too.”

Missy just stared at the page.

“No regrets,” Brooke said.

It was a common, simple saying, but something Daria would often say, and it struck Missy like a wave she didn’t see coming.

Life had been too short for Daria, and she’d told Missy and Declan on her death bed that she didn’t want them to waste time missing her.

That they needed to live life to the fullest without any regrets.

And now this was Missy’s chance, with Levi, to have no regrets, follow her heart. Just enjoy it for what it was.

After walking Brooke out, she made her way upstairs.

She could hear the shower on in the hall bathroom and found the door unlocked.

Without a word she stepped inside and locked it behind her.

Levi’s ripped and gorgeous form stood behind the glass door but his eyes watched her.

Forcing herself to be brave she unbuttoned her jeans and let them fall to the floor, then her shirt.

She slid her panties down pushing one side at a time and then paused outside the glass, remembering her hand couldn’t get wet.

Levi turned off the shower and stepped out to stand on the bath mat, water rivulets coasting down his beautiful body.

His thick manhood was swollen and standing at full attention for her, and her body ached to get closer.

The room was warm and full of steam, but goose bumps ran over her.

“I’d like to finish that conversation,” she said.

His hand reached out to grip the back of her neck and pulled her mouth under his in the most intense and expressive kiss she’d ever had.

His tongue stroked hers, his teeth bit down on her bottom lip, and she was eager for more.

Their bodies melded together like they were meant to be fitted as a perfect match.

Then he was carrying her out of the bathroom to her room.

Her legs were wrapped around him and she couldn’t believe how reckless she was being. But all she could think was no regrets.

Levi sat on the edge of the bed and sat her on his lap, his length pressed against her but his focus was on her.

His blue eyes were dark with want for her, and it made her bold.

With her knees on either side of his hips she slid her wet heat over his hard length up and down.

His hands were on her bare back, stroking her skin.

“You’re beautiful, like a goddess sent to torture me.”

“What do you want?” she said now, turning his game on him.

“I want to hear you scream my name.”

She smiled. “That sounds so unlike me.”

His hands were rough, but she liked the way it felt as they moved over her, squeezing her thighs then back up to cup her small breasts. He ran his thumbs over her hard nipples and they grew tighter.

Next his mouth was on her neck leaving a trail of kisses along her shoulder, and down to her breasts, giving every inch of her body attention.

She rocked over him, unable to stop her hips from moving toward what she wanted.

A drum beat of need began to build low in her belly and she could feel the pressure building.

One of Levi’s big hands sank lower and his thumb skimmed over the swollen nub causing her to buck over him.

“Emmm…you feel so good, but you’ve barely made a sound.”

“Trust me I’m enjoying this,” she breathed as his thumb swirled slow circles around her clit, teasing her before he ran his knuckle up and down her wet lips.

“Are you sure, Miss Mine? Because I’m not sure what you like if I can’t hear your reaction.”

She sucked in a breath as he moved his knuckle deeper inside her.

“More,” she said, grinding her hips down over him and gripping his shoulder with her good hand. “I want more.”

Suddenly Levi gripped her thighs, stood to turn them around and laid her on her back. He bent forward, kissing her throat but careful not to put all his weight on her.

“Good. More what?” he breathed in her ear before moving down her body.

Her feet were propped on the side of the bed, legs open to frame his hips.

His muscles were taut and impressive as he hovered over her with his weight on his hands on either side of her.

He focused on kissing down the center of her body, the scruff of his jaw teasing her delicate skin as he moved down her length to stop over her abs.

He dropped to his knees between her thighs, his hands on her knees, then lifted her legs to fall over his shoulders.

She watched riveted as he smiled and looked down at her bared to him. She was dripping with need.

He leaned in closer and his eyes looked up to find her watching him, then she could feel his hot breath on her lips and his tongue flicked out, finding her clit on his first try. Her hips bucked up off the bed.

“Let’s see if I can find something else you like,” he said right before his tongue stroked up the entire length of her and she turned her head to scream into the sheets, gripping them with her good hand.

His laugh vibrated on her wet heat as his mouth sank down over her, his tongue applying pressure as he lapped her up, sucking on her clit.

He was driving her to the brink of something she had only experienced a few times before.

But this was more personal, more raw. Next he used his tongue to plunge inside her, thrusting in and out, and a shock wave of gratification pulsed through her.

She was coming undone under his attention, and couldn’t believe how desired Levi made her feel.

He was giving her so much pleasure and wasn’t focused on taking it for himself.

How was it possible that Levi seemed to know exactly where to touch her?

Before she could wonder any longer his hands were under her bottom, holding her in place, and while his tongue continued to lick, one of his big fingers slowly sank inside her.

She bucked into his mouth, sank onto his finger, and called his name as warmth spread through her entire body.

And he rewarded her with his teeth as they clamped down on her clit with just enough force that her orgasm burst from her as she arched off the bed and rode his finger, pumping in and out of her.

“That’s it, baby,” he praised her before his mouth was back on her heat, licking and sucking while she writhed from the torrent of pleasure he’d given her.

Finally she fell back to earth and realized she’d taken everything and had given him nothing in return. Before she could verbalize how she was feeling his hands moved up her body, followed by his mouth with more kisses.

“Levi, I didn’t mean for that to be all about me.”

“Shhh, we have time; there’s no rush. Besides, I don’t put out on the first date either.”

She opened her eyes to find him lying on his side.

“Let’s see which base you’ll go to.”

Levi laughed, and she pushed him back with her body and her good hand. Careful not to use her bad hand, she began to slide her wet lips over his length. Back and forth, but careful not to take him inside her.

Levi lifted his hips up to meet her strokes and then brought her mouth down to his.

With each stroke her own desire began to build and when he gripped her hips to drag her over him, her body tightened with a second orgasm.

Sitting back, she reached between them to palm his length as his seed spilled on his abs.

His breathing was still fast as he sat up and took her face in his hands to reverently kiss her.

“We just fulfilled every fantasy I’ve ever had in this room,” he said.

“Me too,” she teased, then lifted her leg over him and stood to find the hand wrap to cover her injured hand.

“We could take that shower together now, and you can wash my hair, if that’s not weird.”

“You. Are. The. Sexiest. Woman. Ever,” he said standing.

“And I would love to wash your hair.” His mouth ran along her jaw before he took her good hand in his and walked her back to the shower.

After he made sure the water was good and the special waterproof bag was on her hand, she stepped under the water.

Levi joined her and then used soap to wash them both.

His big hands slid between her legs, up her abdomen, over her breasts, her shoulders and then back down to her bottom.

Once he’d rinsed them both, and washed and conditioned her hair, he started kissing every inch of her body again until he had her back against the wall, one leg up on the bench, and used his mouth to propel her back into ecstasy.

As she stepped out of the shower, Levi wrapped her in a big fluffy towel. Then he hugged her from behind and she suddenly wondered how it would feel to have someone want her forever.

The quiet, intimate moment ended with the sound of the back door.

“Levi, a word please.” Wesley’s deep voice called up the stairs.

“That’s odd. I wonder what he wants,” Levi said, but kept his arms wrapped around her.

His warmth and strength were just as intoxicating as his kisses. Missy could completely understand how any woman would fall for him.

But she knew she couldn’t be one of them, and with regret she turned to face him.

“I’ll get in my PJs while you go see what the sheriff wants,” she said, trying to seem casual while standing completely satiated and vulnerable in front of him.

Levi leaned down, his wet hair mussed and a boyish grin on his face.

“Will you bail me out if I get arrested?” His hands reached for her hips, and he pulled her close to place kisses along her shoulder.

“I don’t really like to get involved in family drama.”

“Is that right? Well, I’ll remember that when Gran tells me not to let you out of my sight and you try to give me the brush-off again.”

“Is that what this was? Are you keeping your eye on me because your grandmother asked you to?” she asked, feeling an inkling of annoyance and turning to walk away. But Levi was quick to grip her hips and stood behind her, pulling her into his warmth.

“No, this was about me not being able to stop thinking about you since the moment I met you. Being unable to resist you and wanting to taste every inch of you. Which I think was what you wanted too?” His mouth found her throat and he kissed her as his hand splayed along her flat abdomen.

“Emm…so you were just doing what I wanted. Very accommodating.” She pushed her bare bottom back into his already hard cock. “I’ll remember that if I invite you into my bed again.”

He groaned, and his brother called his name again.

“I’m coming down—one sec,” he called out. “If I can get rid of him fast I’ll join you in that bed.”

“Promises, promises,” she said and walked toward her room. She didn’t lock the door but also didn’t expect him to actually climb into bed with her to sleep. Even if it sounded like the best idea she’d ever heard.