The Playbook

  The song changed and Florida Georgia Line’s “H.O.L.Y.” started. Aubrey stopped dancing and we stood there staring at each other.

  Slowly walking up to me, she whispered, “Dance with me, Brett.”

  Pulling her into my arms, she buried her face in my chest as we slowly danced in the middle of the room.

  My eyes closed as my heart fought with my head. I was tired of fighting. I wanted to make love to Aubrey more than I wanted air to breathe.

  She lifted her head and stared into my eyes like she was peering deep into my soul.

  “I’m afraid if I kiss you, I’ll get so drunk on your lips I won’t be able to stop myself, Bree.”

  Her mouth parted before her tongue swept across those soft lips. “I don’t want you to stop yourself. My body is aching for you, Brett.”

  My hand lifted as I tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. “I’m not sure I can give you what you want.”

  Her eyes pooled with water. “Love me for now.”

  I brushed my mouth over hers. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  She gripped my arms tighter. “I’m yours for tonight, Brett. Please.”

  Cupping her face within in my hands, I searched her eyes. They were dancing with desire. “Are you sure?”

  “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my entire life.”

  I could no longer hold back. My lips smashed to hers as I kissed her like it was our last kiss. Her hands laced through my hair and grabbed a handful, pulling so hard I groaned into her mouth.

  She was expecting me to fuck her. Fast and hard. That wasn’t what I wanted with Aubrey. I wanted more. For the first time in my life, I needed more.

  “I want to crawl inside of you and never leave,” I murmured against her soft lips.

  “Brett,” she gasped as she ripped my T-shirt over my head. Her hand lightly moved across my bare chest, sending a wave of energy through my body. Lifting her gaze to mine, she whispered, “I’ve dreamed of this moment.”

  My hands shook as I lifted her long-sleeve shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor next to us. My throat grew tight as I stared at the white lace bra holding in those perfect-sized breasts. Her breath hitched as I ran my fingers along the edge of the delicate fabric.

  Leaning over, I kissed her cleavage and whispered, “So perfect.”

  Aubrey’s head dropped back, exposing her neck to me. My mouth placed a trail of kisses up her chest and to her neck. Her nails dug into my arms as she held on. Moving my lips to her ear, I spoke softly. “I want you to be sure.”

  “Brett, please. I need to feel your skin on mine.”

  Reaching around her back, I unclasped her bra. Aubrey moved her arms and let it fall to the floor. My chest heaved as I stared at her amazing body. Cupping her breasts in each hand, I placed my lips around one nipple and gently sucked.

  “Oh, God,” she mumbled.

  Moving to the other nipple, I repeated the action, causing a low moan to vibrate from the back of her throat. I’d never gone this slow or taken this much care with a woman before. I wanted to learn how to love her until the morning light. Nothing else mattered in this world to me but the two of us in this moment.

  “I’ve waited all my life for this, Bree.”

  Her eyes met mine and pulled me deeper into her soul. My shaking hands unbuttoned her jeans as she did the same with mine. Neither one of us breaking the connection of our stare. Pressing her lips together, she stepped back, kicked off her shoes and slowly slid her jeans down and off her legs. My heart slammed against my chest with a thud.

  Jesus, I wouldn’t last long buried inside of her. She left her panties on and glanced down, waiting for me to remove my own pants. I quickly stripped out of my boots and discarded my jeans on the floor next to hers. The only difference was I went commando and now stood before her completely naked.

  “Oh. My. Goodness. Mr. Owens, you’re going to make me very sore.”

  Grinning, I stepped closer to her and ran my fingers barely inside the waistband of her panties. Her breath caught as I got lost in her eyes.

  “Lay down on the bed, Bree.”

  MY CHEST HEAVED as heat surged through my veins, leaving me dizzy with desire. Slowly walking backward, I bumped into the bed and quickly crawled on. All attempts of being sexy went out the door. All I could think about was his hands on my body. Caressing every single inch of me.

  I wasn’t sure what to expect from Brett. The way he took his time, as if he was worshiping me, had taken me off guard. His whispered words made me feel things I’d never felt before. My voice wavered as doubt rushed into my mind. What if I sucked? What if I couldn’t please him like he wanted? “I’m … what if I … what if …”

  He was over me in an instant, surrounding my body with his. “Don’t,” he whispered against my lips. As he pressed himself against my panties, my libido surged even higher.

  “Yes,” I hissed, totally forgetting all my insecurities with him against me.

  Brett’s mouth moved over mine, silencing me with his kiss. My hands moved lazily over his thick, built body as my heart quickened at the idea of him making love to me.

  His hand slipped into my panties, causing me to lift my hips up, hungry for more.

  I needed so much more.

  He grazed over my lips and my breathing became labored. Each moment I anticipated his touch drove me closer and closer to the edge. I was almost positive I’d come the moment he slipped his fingers inside of me.

  Taking his leg, he pushed mine out, opening myself to him more. One finger slipped in and Brett growled, causing me to hold my breath. Another finger found its way in and his words were buried by the pounding of my heartbeat in my ears.

  The third finger filled me, causing me to let out a long soft moan which was mimicked by Brett.

  “Jesus Christ. You’re so wet.”

  My head was spinning as I lifted my hips more, silently begging him to give me the relief I wanted so desperately.

  Brett was losing his patience and ripped my panties off in one movement. I gasped at the action and the way it made my body tingle. I wasn’t sure how long I could last as he moved his fingers in and out of me in a slow torturous manner.

  “Brett.”

  It was all I could manage to say. My orgasm was building quickly. His lips wrapped around a nipple and I lost it. My entire body shattered as the waves of pleasure rippled through me one after another.

  My world went black. The only thing I heard was Brett’s name from my mouth. I’d never in my life experienced something like that.

  His words against my ear lured me back to the light. My lids opened as he brushed his fingers over my lips. “You falling apart on my fingers was the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

  My tongue ran over my lips as he grinned, his eyes darker than I’ve ever seen them. The way he regarded me was a mix of adoring and lust.

  Brett took both of my hands and pushed them over me, pinning them to the bed. “Do you feel it between us?”

  My head nodded. I felt the heat between the two of us, but I also felt something so much more and I hoped like hell he felt it too.

  “Are you ready for me, Bree?”

  “Yes!” I exclaimed.

  His dick rubbed against my sensitive clit before he barely pushed in. My head was spinning and the only thing I could get out was one word.

  “Condom?”

  His grin made my stomach dip. “I put one on already, baby. I’d never do that to you.”

  My eyes widened in surprise. “When?”

  With a slight laugh, he replied, “When you were still reveling in your orgasm.”

  His hand gripped my hands harder as he pushed himself slowly into me, his lips meeting mine at the same time.

  Jesus. What is happening to me? The way he moved inside of me, had me desiring more. It was as if I was experiencing this for the first time.

  His mouth moved along my neck while he pulled out and repeated the heavenly movement again,
this time going deeper.

  “Fuck,” he grunted. Both our bodies trembled at once. He moved a bit faster as he whispered, “I can’t get deep enough inside of you.”

  His whispered words drove me insane as I felt the build up again. I’d never had an orgasm during sex.

  Ever.

  The way he moved so deliciously slow in and out was better than any dream I could ever have. He pressed his body against me more as he gazed into my eyes. “I want to touch you,” I said.

  The smile he gave me had me falling more for him. Letting go of my hands, I wrapped them around his body, pulling him closer to me. I didn’t care that I was falling in love with him. This was the most amazing moment of my life. One I would remember for as long as I lived.

  Resting his weight on his elbows, he grabbed a handful of hair and tugged.

  “I don’t want to lose control with you, but goddamn do I want to fuck you right now.”

  My heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t possibly take much more as he moved.

  “But you deserve more than that. You deserve to be loved.”

  Before I could say anything, he pressed his lips to mine. It was sweet and filled with passion.

  My legs wrapped around his body as we found our perfect rhythm. With Brett still kissing me, I felt my orgasm building. I swore it started in my toes and rushed up in one swift moment.

  “Brett! I’m going to come,” I cried out as he pushed in deeper and moaned. My body trembled as whispered names were spoken on kiss-swollen lips.

  We had come together.

  Two bodies became one.

  And I was positive neither one of us would ever be the same again.

  I wasn’t sure how long we laid there, Brett still inside of me, as our breathing slowly steadied.

  His baby blues where locked onto my eyes.

  Breaking the stare, he searched my face as the silence between us was broken. “I don’t want to move.”

  My chest tightened. “Then don’t.”

  Brett buried his face into my neck. “What have you done to me, Bree?”

  Tears burned my eyes. It hadn’t been ten minutes and I already wanted him again. How would this work with us living so far apart? Stolen moments once a month, if we were lucky. Could that be enough for us? For him?

  A tear slipped from my eye and rolled down my face.

  It was almost like he knew, lifting his head, he watched it for a moment before kissing it away. “I don’t want to think about what’s waiting out there for us. The only thing I want to think about is you and me. Right now. Right here. Not about next week or next month.”

  I nodded. If only we could stay hidden in this hotel. I had no idea what the future was going to hold for us. That scared the hell out of me and I knew it did Brett as well. I could see it in his eyes. In that second, I made a decision. I was going to focus on the next few days with the man I’d just given my heart to and nothing else.

  “Should we watch the movie?”

  Brett chuckled. “I was thinking we should take a shower.”

  Lifting my brow, I asked, “Then the movie?”

  A wicked grin grew across his face. “No baby, then I fuck you.”

  My lower stomach tightened. “Finally.”

  Brett pulled out of me, discarded the condom, and then slapped me on the ass before throwing me over his shoulder. “Finally, huh?”

  “Well, all those whispered promises, I was beginning to wonder if it was all talk.”

  His fingers pushed between my legs, causing me to gasp. “You wanting fucking? I’ll give you fucking, sweetheart.”

  Five minutes later, he made good on all of his whispered promises.

  THIS WAS A dangerous game. One I had no plan for. I leaned my hand against the shower wall, dragging in breath after breath as I held Aubrey’s shaking body. I’d never experienced anything like that with a woman before. Not even Nicole. That didn’t even come close to what was racing through my body right now.

  I let the one thought I’d been pushing away surface.

  I was no good for Aubrey. She deserved someone who could give her everything she wanted. A husband. A family. A no-drama-filled life.

  “Ohmygawd,” she gasped. “How many orgasms is that?”

  With a smile, I opened my eyes, looked at her, and winked. “I didn’t know we were keeping track. I’d have tried harder.”

  She shook her head as the corner of her mouth rose into a sexy smile. “I’ve never had an orgasm during sex before, and I’m pretty sure that was the third one in the last hour.”

  My chest tightened. I didn’t even want to think of another man inside of her. “Well, hopefully I’ve ruined you for life.”

  Her face beamed. “I believe you have, Mr. Owens.”

  Pressing my lips to hers, I laced my hand through her wet hair and gave it a tug. She opened her mouth to me as I took everything I could from her. Sucking in her lower lip, I gently bit on it as a sweet, low moan filled my body.

  I wouldn’t think about how right this felt or how I longed to stay here with her. Or how I’d never be able to make her happy. I was about to make a change in my life. A huge change and I knew Aubrey’s dreams were important to her.

  No. I’d take what I could from her now, and once we got back to Austin, I’d let her go. It would be the hardest thing I’d ever have to do it, but I’d do it.

  Because I loved her.

  Aubrey shoved another bite of steak into her mouth and moaned. My dick responded, which shocked the hell out of me. I was exhausted, I knew my cock had to be as well. But when it came to the woman sitting across the table from me, my body would do anything to be inside of her again.

  “Good?” I asked with a chuckle.

  She rolled her eyes up and slowly nodded. “Brett, this is amazing. The jalapeno gravy is the best thing I’ve ever eaten.”

  “You haven’t had my mother’s chile rellenos. Then you can say you’ve had the best thing you’ve ever eaten.”

  She wiggled her brows. “Do you think she’ll make it while we’re here?”

  With a wide grin, I replied, “I know she will.”

  Taking a bite of my chicken, I took a chance and glanced around the restaurant. A part of me felt like someone was watching us, but I knew I was being paranoid. The whole thing with Emily and Ryan had thrown me and I wasn’t so sure it was over like Aubrey thought it was. It all seemed too easy.

  “How’s that tasting, Brett?”

  Looking at Marge, our waitress, I answered, “It’s great, thanks.”

  She flashed a smile over to Aubrey and made her way to the next table.

  “I guess living in a small town, everyone pretty much knows everyone?” Aubrey asked.

  “Pretty much, but Marfa is bigger now than it was even just a few years back.”

  Placing her fork on her plate, Aubrey dabbed the corners of her mouth and sat back. “I’m full.”

  Her plate was empty. “Well shit, woman, you ate the whole damn thing.”

  “Sex makes me hungry. Amazing sex, and I’m starved.”

  Lifting my eyebrows, I asked, “I take it you were starved because you wouldn’t get anything less than amazing with my cock?”

  Her mouth fell as she leaned forward. “Oh. My. God. Brett Owens, your mouth!”

  “Needs to be between your legs.”

  This time her eyes lit up and she didn’t say anything.

  “Want to be daring?”

  She chewed on the corner of her lip as the slipped into deep thought. “Does it involve what you just said?” she asked in a hushed voice.

  “You can say it, sweetheart.”

  Pressing her hands to her red cheeks, she mouthed the word, “No.”

  “I won’t tell you until you tell me what you want me to do to you with my mouth.”

  “I can’t,” she declared with a giggle. Glancing around, she tried to hide the fact that she was turned on.

  “Then we won’t be daring.”

  Her lips o
pened slightly and I held my breath as I waited for her to speak.

  “Your mouth—”

  She paused.

  “My mouth what?”

  Closing her eyes, she snapped them back open. “Needs to be on my …”

  “Is there anything else you’d like? Dessert maybe?”

  My heart dropped as Marge walked up and interrupted Aubrey. She giggled and sat back. “The kind of dessert I want isn’t being offered on your menu,” she said with a pout.

  That little stinker. My dick jumped and I quickly pulled out two hundred-dollar bills and left them on the table. “Keep the change. Everything was great, Marge.”

  With a stunned expression, Marge replied, “Oh, well gosh, thanks, but don’t you even want to see your check?”

  Reaching for Aubrey’s hand, I hauled her up. “No thanks, we’re in a bit of a hurry.”

  “Well, thank you for coming in,” the waitress called out.

  Laughing, Aubrey pulled against my hand. “Where are we going? You’re going to pull my arm out of its socket, Brett.”

  We rounded the corner and walked down a small hallway. Stopping, I pushed her against the wall. “Say it.”

  “I … I’m not good at this,” she chuckled as her cheeks turned the most beautiful pink.

  “Say. It. And I’ll give it to you, now.”

  With wide eyes, Aubrey glanced to her left and then right before settling her gaze back on me.

  “I want … um …” Her eyes closed tightly for a moment before she snapped them open and talked. “I want your mouth between my legs.”

  “Do you want to come on my face?”

  “Oh, gosh,” she whispered.

  “Do you?”

  Nodding frantically, she gasped, “Yes. What do you do to me, Brett?”

  Slipping my hand behind her neck, I pulled her lips short of mine. “Make you want things you’ve never wanted before.”

  Her stare fell to my lips as she softly spoke. “Yes.”

  I pulled back, leaving her longing for the kiss. Taking her hand, I guided her across the hall and into the small banquet room. I’d been in this room so many times for different reasons. This time, I was going to make a memory I was sure I’d never forget.