One More Time (Ruby Falls #2) - Aurora Rose Reynolds Page 0,46

I have her.”

“That makes sense.” She opens her door when I do, and I meet her at the hood of my truck after grabbing her bag from the backseat. As we reach my small concrete porch, I let go of her hand and let us in, then drop her bag on the coffee table. She walks around the small living room that is cut off from the kitchen by a half wall, looking at the framed photos on the walls, mostly pictures of Olivia, with a few of my parents and sister and friends mixed in.

“It’s not much,” I murmur, running a hand through my hair when she doesn’t say anything. I know her and know she’s nonjudgmental, but the house she grew up in is about a million times bigger than this place, and her house now is twice the size with a few acres. Could I afford more than this? Probably, but I’d rather spend money on a really nice vacation every year and have money in the bank just in case something comes up.

“I love it. It’s cozy.” She turns to face me, and I close the distance between us, then I listen to her laugh as I walk her backward toward the couch and fall down on top of her, placing one of my knees between her legs.

“Cozy, huh?” I ask against her smiling lips.

“Very cozy… and warm.” She moves her hands up to my shoulders where I feel her nails dig into my skin through the long-sleeved thermal I’m wearing.

“Warm is good.” I brush my lips against hers.

“Warm is very good,” she agrees as her fingers slide up around my neck and into the back of my hair. Slanting my head to the side, I nibble her bottom lip, then kiss along her cheek to her ear, hearing her gasp, which makes my dick throb against the zipper of my jeans. Fuck, I just had her an hour ago and I want her again. Then again, I’ve realized I will never have enough of her.

“You haven’t seen the best room in the house yet.” I nip her earlobe, and she lifts her hips, causing the heat of her pussy to rub against my thigh.

“The kitchen?” she pants, and I grin against her neck before sucking her skin between my lips, then licking over it.

“The master bedroom.”

“I definitely need to see that room.” She rubs herself against my leg, and I kiss her softly before pushing off the couch and pulling her up with me.

Without another word, I lead her through the kitchen to the master, and I don’t give her a chance to look around. I tug her sweater up over her head and toss it to the ground while her hands move up my abs under my shirt, and I lift my arms so she can help me pull it off. When we are both shirtless, I reach behind her and unclasp her bra with one snap of my fingers, then watch the thin material fall from her shoulders before she lets it drop to the floor. I don’t even hesitate to cup both her breasts in my hands, feeling her nipples harden against my palms. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.” She is beautiful. Everything about her is perfect, from her luscious curves, to the tips of her breast that turn from peach to the perfect shade of rose-pink when they get tight, and the weight that fits just right in my hands.

I love her body.

I love how soft every inch of her is when she’s under me.

I love her.

“Tide.” Her fingers curve around my waist, and I lean in, taking her mouth in a deep kiss while urging her back onto the bed. Once her head hits the pillow, I pull away and stand up to kick off my boots, watching her bend her knees and cover her breasts.

“Don’t hide yourself, baby,” I say gently, and she licks her lips, looking nervous and unsure. “I love your body. I love everything about you.” Her eyes scan mine, then her legs fall slightly apart, and her hands slide to her waist. As my eyes lick over her, I make quick work of taking off my jeans and boxers, then put one knee in the bed and grasp her ankle. Settled between her legs, I wrap her leg around my hip, then lean down to suck her bottom lip between mine before letting it go with a pop.

“Tide.”

“I’m starting to get the feeling you don’t understand how