“I’ll be right behind you. Promise.” Her cheeks were flushed as she smiled. I believed her. But dammit, I didn’t want to be apart from her again.
I lowered my mouth to hers and kissed her supple lips and inhaled her into my lungs. Reluctantly, I pulled away and took her hand, walking her to her car. I made sure she could see my Jeep from where she parked, then left her.
On the short drive to my beach house, I gripped the shit out of my steering wheel, keeping an eye on Red’s little Honda. I’d never had anxiety like this before. Never felt completely undone over a woman before. It scared the crap out of me, but the fear of the unknown wasn’t enough to make me run in the opposite direction as Red—Scarlett.
Relief washed over me as I parked my Jeep and her car pulled in beside mine. Something suddenly occurred to me. Red was the first woman I’d brought to my home in over three years. I’d only owned it for five and had a girlfriend back when my parents bought it for me as a college graduation gift. I’d never wanted any of my casual hookups to know I was loaded. They didn’t get to know personal stuff about me.
But with Red, I wanted her to know everything about me. That, more than anything, should make me question my sanity.
“See? I’m a woman of my word.” She had a radiant smile on her beautiful face, approaching me. “This is your house?”
I took her hand and tugged her along with me. “Yes.” I unlocked the door, opened it, and punched in the code for the security system.
My heart hammered in my chest as I was about to enter into unchartered waters with Red.
11
Scarlett
I HADN’T EXPECTED Leo to live at home with his parents. Had he brought me home to meet them? Crap, this wasn’t at all what I was expecting. My stomach twisted into knots as I walked into the modern, all-white beach home.
I squeezed his hand and grabbed onto his T-shirt, fisting the hem of it. “I thought we’d be alone,” I whispered. “I’m not ready to meet your parents. Let’s go to the beach or something.” My eyes darted around the magnificent living room. It could have been straight out of a magazine or TV show. And the view directly across from me was stunning.
Leo’s hand cupped my face and he kissed me. My heart raced faster, fearing getting caught. His tongue pushed into my mouth. I shouldn’t have given him entry, but Jesus, I missed him. His reaction seeing me in the bar had calmed my wild nerves. A glimmer of hope sprouted in my heart when he said he was taking me home. But jeez, I thought he lived alone.
I patted his chest. “We should stop. Someone might see us.”
A lopsided grin appeared on Leo’s face. The next thing I knew, I was in his arms. He carried me down a long hallway. I counted six doors. At the very end were double doors.
“What are you doing?”
Leo only smiled as he cleared the threshold of the room. My breathing caught in my throat. Two sides of the room were all windows, looking out to the ocean. The most enormous bed I’d ever seen was along one wall with what looked like bamboo covering it. It faced the windows and was dressed in blue linens, the color of the water.
Why were we in his parents’ room?
He laid me on the bed and took off his T-shirt.
I lifted up on my elbows. “You can’t be serious. We can’t. Not in here.”
“I am. We can. And we are.” He removed my sandals and skimmed his hands up my legs. They went under my dress and my head fell back, a sigh escaping my lips. Maybe his parents were away for the weekend. But still, I couldn’t have sex in their room. I was sure doing so would be some kind of sin or blasphemy.
“Please, just take me to your room.” My words came out in a whimper as he hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them down my hips.
“You sure like to talk a lot,Scarlett.” The way he said my name made my pussy tingle. “Relax, Red. No one will bother us.” He lifted the skirt of my dress and licked over my center.
“Leo… I can’t do this in your parents’ room.” I tried to squeeze my legs closed, but his head was in the way. He flattened his tongue over my slit and swiped it slowly, maddening slow.
I knew he was a bad boy. The kind of guy who did as he pleased and took what he wanted anytime and anywhere. But someone had to show some good sense.
I grabbed his head, attempting to pull him up. My attempt only seemed to spur him on, and he went to town devouring me. I clenched and writhed as my orgasm formed.
There was no stopping this man. Had he no decorum or respect for anyone? This was why he wasn’t marriage material. But he was undoubtedly remarkable and talented in the bedroom as he sucked on my clit, numbing my brain and strengthening the build inside me.
But I wasn’tthatwild of a girl. I might be different from my parents and siblings in many ways, but I was a rules follower. There was no chance in hell I could come on his mother’s bed.
“Leo, stop!”
He froze and finally lifted his head. “What’s wrong?” Concern marred his stupidly handsome face as he licked his lips.