“Put your hands behind your back. Be a good girl.” Smith’s playful side was back, and it had me clenching my thighs together.

I obeyed, lacing my fingers together behind my back, and watched in fascination as he dragged down the zipper to his pants.

Smith tugged down his pants and boxers, freeing the most beautiful male appendage I’d ever laid eyes on.

Our brief encounter in the hotel had been entirely in the dark. The desire to strip him naked and see every inch of his muscled skin raced through me. I’d never been filled with such blazing-hot desire in my entire life.

His large hand circled the base of his shaft and he stroked slowly up the length of it, stopping at the end, where his thumb captured a drop of fluid, smoothing it over the wide tip.

“Is this what you want?” he growled.

Transfixed by his erotic show, I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. I nodded my head instead.

“Come here, baby doll.”

Leaning in, I reached for his cock, but Smith made a noise of disapproval in his throat.

“Naughty girl. Keep your hands behind your back. You told me this was about taking me in your mouth.”

My gaze flashed on his, and the challenge I saw in his hazel eyes lit a fuse inside me.

“Open,” he said.

I did, bringing my mouth toward his lap where he placed the head of his cock against my tongue.

Treating him to a leisurely open-mouthed kiss, I dragged my tongue along his silken flesh, loving the way I heard his breath hitch when I did something he liked.

We continued like that, with him feeding his hot length to me, inch by delicious inch. The wetness between my legs was impossible to ignore as my desire burned brighter.

I opened my mouth, releasing him with a soft sucking noise. “I need to touch you.”

“You are touching me. And it feels fucking amazing, I should add.”

“No, I need to take you in my hands.”

He petted my cheek with his thumb, his gaze full of sexy mischief. “If that’s what you want.” Then he released his cock so that it rested on his belly, and gestured for me to go ahead.

I began tentatively at first, touching him carefully, grazing my fingertips across his taut skin.

“You’re not going to break me,” he said on a groan, the sound filled with frustrated need.

Enjoying the weight of his manhood in my palm, I pumped my fist along the entire length of him, massaging his balls with my other hand.

He was well-endowed, and I wanted to savor every hot inch of him. Working his length with my fist, I brought my mouth to him again, sucking, licking, and kissing him as I caressed.

As he stroked my cheek possessively, his eyes stayed glued to my mouth and where his cock was sliding in and out between my parted lips.

A deep groan of satisfaction tore from his mouth. “Jesus, Everleigh.” He cursed under his breath, his fist tightening on the couch beside his thigh.

Part of me couldn’t believe I was doing this to Smith. He’d always been my older brother’s hot, hunky friend, and completely off-limits. And now here he was with his big cock buried deep in my throat, making grunting noises whenever I swallowed him all the way. My insides clenched violently.

“That’s enough.” Smith pulled away suddenly, rising to his feet and tugging me up with him. “I’m not going to come in your mouth tonight . . . as much as I might want to.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

My cock was so hard, I wondered if it might explode before I ever really got inside her. But then there she was, buck naked on my bed and spread before me, and I didn’t wonder anything more at all.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I said, my voice harsh and low. It was finally happening, and so far, it was beyond anything I’d imagined.

And, God damn, had I imagined. All those long, sleepless nights remembering Evie exactly this way that first time at the hotel in the instant before I’d shoved the sheet over her and looked away. That memory had been seared into my mind forever. Only now I had a new one to prop right by its side.

Hopefully, the first of many.

Her cheeks were pink as she held out her arms. “Are you getting in, or are you going to leave me here all alone?”

“Oh, hell yeah, I’m getting in. And you’ll be begging me to leave you alone by the time I’m done,” I murmured, sliding into the bed next to her and resting my hand low on her belly. She shivered at my touch, goose bumps breaking out over her creamy skin.

“So soft,” I said, trailing my fingers up past her belly button and higher, until I palmed the heavy weight of her breast in my hand. A low hum escaped her lips as I bent my head low, capturing one hard nipple between my teeth and nipping it gently.

“Smith . . .”

Her voice was breathy, full of need, and it sent a white-hot bolt of lust slicing through me. My cock pulsed and swelled as I traced my tongue in a circle before tugging her nipple into my mouth to suck in earnest.

“Mmm, Smith . . .”

Her breasts were so sensitive that I made a mental note to see if I could make her come just from playing with them.

Next time.

Because this time? We weren’t stopping until we fucked the lights out in this place.

I breathed in deep, inhaling her light, sexy scent as I sent my free hand on a scouting mission. Down her flat tummy again and lower, until I cupped that hot, wet pussy. She arched into my touch, sending two of my fingers slipping over that creamy slit and making me groan in the process.

Ladies first, Smith, and don’t you fucking forget it.