Finally (Neighbor from Hell #12) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,60
tension finally exploded, sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout her body, forcing her to bite her lip to stop herself from screaming his name as Devin moaned hers.
Chapter 28
He should probably be embarrassed that she’d had him coming in his pants like a kid, but god, the way she’d moved on him…
He wanted more.
His cock jerked in anticipation as he thought about the way it felt to have her rubbing against him, grinding on him as she released the sexiest little moans that he’d ever heard. When she’d gasped his name, Devin had fucking lost it. He’d come harder than he had in years and it was all because of the adorable woman curled up, fast asleep in her bed.
She was so fucking beautiful, Devin thought as he sat down on the bed next to her. He’d meant to come down earlier, but after last night and spending all day with the kids, he really needed to get some work done. He’d been contracted to design a large-scale bookshelf meant for an architect in Germany that he needed to finish. He’d barely had a chance to tell the kids that he couldn’t watch a movie with them this afternoon when Charlie was telling him not to worry about it.
Deciding that he’d make it up to her later, Devin headed upstairs to his office and spent the next eight hours trying to figure out the best way to create a secret passageway that would lead to a reading nook in an eighteenth century manor that blended in with the architecture without giving anything away. It wasn’t the first design that he’d been commissioned to create over the years, but it was definitely one of the most challenging.
Before he knew it, it was after midnight and he’d realized that he’d worked through dinner and the kids’ bedtime. He’d finished saving his work and went to check on the kids to find them tucked in bed, fast asleep. A quick stop in the kitchen let him know that Charlie had saved him dinner before he headed to her apartment, hoping that she was still awake only find her curled up with her iPad, fast asleep.
As much as he wanted her, and god, did he fucking want her, he should let her sleep, Devin decided as he leaned over and kissed her cheek. Definitely let her sleep, he thought, resigning himself to a cold shower as he moved to stand up only to feel his lips twitch as he watched her small hand grab hold of his shirt.
“Are you here to worship me?” came the sleepily mumbled question that had him smiling as she used her hold on his shirt to pull him closer.
“Do you want me to be?” Devin asked, obediently leaning down to brush his lips against hers.
“Always,” Charlie murmured, reaching up to cup his jaw as she brushed her lips teasingly against his.
“I want to do this right this time,” he said, brushing his lips against hers one last time before pulling away.
“What did you have in mind?” she asked as she released the hold on his shirt to reach up and run her fingertips over his jaw.
“I thought we’d grab that bottle of wine that I still have chilling in the fridge, grab a blanket and go outside, and put the firepit to good use. What do you think?” Devin asked, turning his head so that he could press a kiss against her palm.
“I suppose we could do that,” Charlie said, smiling as she sat up so that she could kiss him.
“I just have to go check on the twins first to make sure that they’re still sleeping, but I’ll be right back in a few minutes,” Devin said, kissing her one last time as he moved to stand up only to pause to add, “Don’t go anywhere.”
“I think I can handle that,” she said, nodding solemnly.
“Give me five minutes,” Devin said, giving her one last kiss before heading for the door and quickly made his way upstairs.
As he walked into Abbi’s room, he tried to remember if he had any wine glasses only to wonder if Charlie had any when he realized that the closest thing that he had to wine glasses was Abbi’s Disney princess cups. He should pick some up, Devin decided as he made his way into his son’s room. Once he made sure that his children were asleep, he quietly stepped into the hallway and found himself wondering why his bedroom door was open.