Pull You In (Rivers Brothers #3) - Jessica Gadziala Page 0,71

my room a couple minutes later. "He's having an issue with his apartment. Needs a place to crash for a while. Knowing him, he'll surf over to someone else's couch soon enough, but for a night or two."

"It's okay if you need to spend time with your brother," she told me, gaze sliding away. "You don't have to spend tonight with me if—"

"I'm going to go ahead and cut you off right there," I said, watching as her head lifted. "I want to spend the night with you," I clarified. "And if you want to be here, that's fine. But I thought you might be more comfortable without Atlas hanging around."

"He seems nice."

"He is. But he is also a pain in the ass who doesn't mind his own business. Besides," I added, lips curving up. "I figured if we are at your place, you might have all the ingredients and the utensils and shit you would need to make me some crêpes."

"I should have known there were ulterior motives," she said, eyes bright. "What if I told you I didn't have any of the ingredients?"

"Well, then," I said, stalking toward her, backing her up against the wall. "I guess I'd have to eat you for breakfast. Either way, I'm a happy man," I told her, watching the heat flicker in her eyes. "Atlas is in the other room," she insisted when my hand moved down, slipping under the loose waste of my pants on her hips.

"Mmhmm," I agreed, slipping my fingers up her pussy, teasing over her clit. "That's why you're going to be real quiet," I told her, voice going lower.

My free hand went to the back of her neck, pressing her face against my shirt, muffling any sounds as I worked her clit, as I finger-fucked her pussy, my cock already aching for release.

Impatient, I led her over to the bed.

I yanked her pants down her legs, nudging her forward, getting her knees on the edge of the mattress. My hand slid up her spine, pressing it, making her bow forward, her ass up high toward me, giving me a great view as I straightened again, my finger tracing down her slit, slipping inside her for a moment, stroking over her G-spot, driving her up for a minute before pulling out again.

Reaching in the nightstand, I pulled on a condom, grabbing my cock, and slipping inside her.

Every ounce of me wanted to slam in, to fuck her hard and fast, to leave us both panting and boneless in the aftermath.

But she would be embarrassed after.

So I slipped inside her. I fucked her slowly at first, careful not to knock the bed around.

Even so, though, the need for release worked its way through Katie's system, making her whimpering noises become louder.

My hand moved down, grabbing the back of her neck, pressing her face further into the bed fabrics, muffling her noises as I fucked her faster, driving her up, pushing her over, feeling her pussy spasm around me as the comforter swallowed up her cries.

I slammed deep, coming with a hiss.

Afterward, Katie slipped forward, rolling onto her side, shooting me a devilish little smile.

"Okay. I will run out and get the ingredients," she said, making a surprised chuckle move through me.

"That's all I'm asking," I told her, slapping her ass.

"What kind do you want?"

"All of them," I told her, pulling my pants back up, going in my closet to grab some clothes for the day.

"Greedy."

"Mmhmm," I agreed. "I'm gonna go take a shower. Then I will drive you home. You're thinking about going into work late, aren't you?" I asked, watching her gears turning.

"Just for a couple hours. I have been leaving earlier lately."

"Alright, I'll be quick," I agreed.

The selfish part of me wanted to get to her place and take her to bed all day. The other part knew she had responsibilities. So did I. Work as well, and whatever Atlas was going to need from me.

There would be time for bed later.

And then, hopefully, crêpes.

EPILOGUE

Kate - 2 weeks

"It's gonna be alright," Rush assured me, his hand grabbing my thigh in the car, putting a stop to the tap-tap-tapping I was doing.

Nervous.

I was nervous.

It wasn't a new sensation to me by any means, but the scenario was.

I was going to meet this family.

Sure, I'd met Fee. And Kingston. And even Atlas. But I hadn't met the rest. And I hadn't met his parental figures—Helen and Charlie—either.

The loan sharks.

Fiona had been a lot less subtle when explaining the whole