Who's the Boss? - Erin McCarthy Page 0,49

know what you want,” I said, stripping down her panties. “I love even more that what you want is me.”

That might have been the most honest statement I had made in awhile.

Part of me wondered what the hell I was doing and why this woman drove me so damn crazy. Part of me knew there was no point in trying to analyze it. There wasn’t necessarily any explaining sexual chemistry between two people.

Even as I stroked over her clit, then teased a finger inside her, I knew that was oversimplifying what was happening between me and Isla. It wasn’t just sexual chemistry. It was something so much more. I was starting to think she could be my person. The one that broke me out of my pattern of hit and quit dating.

That thought terrified me. So I dug in my pocket and pulled out a condom. It was a Friday night habit to have one at the ready.

“Open this,” I ordered, handing it to her.

I undid my jeans and she unrolled it onto me without a word. I lifted her leg and settled it onto my hip. Staring into her eyes felt intense and when she still didn’t speak, I wondered what she was thinking.

Without hesitation I thrust inside her.

Isla’s back hit the wall and I lost all ability to breathe. Closing my eyes briefly I tried to process what was happening. That felt so good. So fucking good. I held her up against me with one hand, the other I placed my palm flat on the wall to brace myself.

Then I pounded into her.

It wasn’t easy, teasing strokes.

Isla’s eyes rolled back. “This is really inappropriate for a baby shower, you know.”

“Are you kidding? How do you think babies are made?”

Isla laughed softly, then gasped as I lifted her leg higher so I was deep into her heat.

It was just hard, deep fucking. Not too fast, not too slow.

Isla came in seconds. She just cried out and let the orgasm sweep over her.

Holy shit. She was so hot.

I didn’t hold back. I pounded to my own explosion. Then we just stood there for a minute, trying to catch our breath. “That was amazing.”

She nodded. “I second that.” But then she shoved my chest. “We need to go back upstairs.”

“Can’t I just enjoy this feeling for a second?”

“No.” She pushed me again, but then surprised me by giving me a kiss.

When she was sweet like that, I’d do whatever she asked, so I pulled back and got rid of the condom. I fixed my jeans, while she did the same. I flushed the condom down the toilet in the powder room next to the workout room and washed my hands. When I came back Isla was already at the bottom of the stairs.

“Let me go up first,” Isla said. “In case anyone is looking.”

“Sure.” I nodded. I didn’t think it would take a certified genius to figure out what we’d been doing. Isla’s clothes were rumpled, her hair disheveled, and there was no reason for us to be downstairs. Michael and Felicia didn’t have a wine cellar down there.

Personally, I didn’t care. But I just grabbed her hand, pulled her hard against me for one last kiss, then let her go to delude herself that no one was going to take note of her absence and appearance. I watched her go, leaning against the doorframe at the bottom of the stairs.

Her ass in those jeans was a thing of beauty.

“I can feel you staring at my ass,” she hissed, glancing back over her shoulder. “Knock it off.”

That made me laugh. “Then stop having such a fine ass,” I told her.

She waved her hand back at me and said, “Shh!”

Being shushed by Isla was my highlight of my night, after being buried inside her in my brother’s workout room. I was still grinning when I went upstairs.

Ten

“So I’m not going to ask why you were kissing my brother. Or why the two of you disappeared for twenty minutes.” Michael kept his voice low as he leaned across me to grab a bite-size sticky pudding. He popped it in his mouth and raised his eyebrows at me.

“Then I guess I don’t have to answer you since you’re not asking.” I watched Felicia beaming in front of her “Amelia” display, being photographed by a half a dozen people, including Leah, Savannah, and her former roommate, Javier. Dakota was flirting with the bartender.

Felicia looked so beautiful. So happy. A piece of my heart just melted