Stay with Me [Brook Hollow 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read online

  Chapter Six

  “That movie was so hilarious.” Mia was still laughing as he walked her up the porch steps of her small white house. He found himself smiling often throughout the night. He enjoyed Mia’s company. The house was in back of Becky’s larger one.

  “How long you planning on sticking around?” He had to know. Her porch light was on and he looked down at her. Her pale blue sweater brought out the color of her eyes. Her faded jeans molded to her very tempting body. She was a seductress without even trying.

  She shrugged her shoulder as she dug her keys out of her small black purse. “For a while. I like it here. Brook Hollow is very peaceful and calm. I don’t feel so rushed all the time.”

  Abel didn’t want to leave yet. “Invite me in,” he suggested. He saw her cheeks turn a pretty pink, but she unlocked the door and opened it. He followed her into the small entryway. He could see a small living room and a kitchen area. It had an open floor plan. Everything was neat and clean, but sparse looking.

  Abel followed her to the kitchen. He sat at the small island. Mia grabbed two bottles of water and handed him one. She seemed jumpy but he found it adorable. She gave him a shy smile and suddenly he wanted to know everything about what made her smile and what made her sad.

  This is about sex, Abel. Focus on sex.

  Abel put his water bottle down and went around to where she stood. He heard her small gasp as he stepped into her personal space. Her lips were covered in a pink shiny gloss. He leaned down and placed his lips on hers. Her mouth opened up to his and he took advantage and explored. She was hot and his body hardened like steel from just one kiss. He was in trouble, but he was exhausting himself by fighting his feelings. “Mmm. Peach. I happen to love peach.”

  Her lips formed into a smile and she tilted her head. Her blue eyes gleamed with amusement. “Oh yeah? What else do you love?”

  He caressed her cheek softly. Her skin felt like warm satin. He let his fingers linger on her cheek. After weeks of fantasizing about her, he was here, touching her. “Your pretty curls that shine in the light. Your eyes that reminded me of an ocean.”

  “Wow. Who said you didn’t know how to flirt?”

  “It’s not flirting when I am being honest. You enchant me, Mia,” he whispered, leaning down to take her mouth into a hot, steamy kiss again. He poured all of his passion into it. His hands went to her waist and held her tight. She leaned against him and he knew she couldn’t miss the hard bulge beneath his pants. She might as well know what he wanted. He heard her moan and he felt his cock twitch with excitement. He could be levelheaded about this. They were two adults attracted to each other. Simple. Why complicate it with messy emotions.

  One of his hands cupped her breast on top of her sweater but he needed more. His hand slipped under her sweater. Her bra was thin and he could feel the tip harden like a pebble. She leaned into him, getting closer.

  He finally had to come up for air. “I want you, Mia. Do you want me?”

  Her eyes were glossy and unfocused, making him feel smug. She nodded. “I do. I noticed you from the beginning, Abel. I didn’t think you noticed me.”

  He lifted her sweater over her head and let it fall to the ground. He eyed her pale pink bra and licked his lips. He felt wild and primal. Maybe it had just been too long. He had been celibate since Lydia. He had kissed a few of his dates, but it had never felt right so it never progressed further. With Mia, he wanted to be buried deep inside of her right now, right here in the kitchen. Shit, he had to control himself.

  “Bedroom. Now.” His voice was deep and he hoped he wasn’t scaring her. She took his hand with a seductive smile that made his insides heat up. She led him past the living room, down a dark hall, and into a small bedroom. He noticed the bed first and felt relief it wasn’t a twin bed, although he would’ve made it work, shit the floor would do, that’s how desperate he felt.

  She unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. He watched her feeling like he was in a daze. She unbuttoned her jeans and arched her eyebrow at him. “You’re supposed to take your clothes off.”

  “I was too enchanted by your sexy body, sweetheart.” It was the truth. Her skin was pale and creamy and he wanted his lips on every inch of her. She was slender, but she had nice perky breasts and a round ass he wanted to bite.

  He stripped fast enough to beat her to the deed. Once he was completely nude, he pulled her on top of his body with his back on the mattress. He lost all finesse, feeling like a wild animal wanting to mate now. Mia giggled and kissed his lips. He liked the weight of her on top of him.

  His mind was already cloudy with need. He breathed through his nose and forced himself to think. “You on birth control?”

  She shook her head no, biting her lip. “I never went back for a refill since I don’t have a doctor here.”

  “No problem.” Thank goodness he had grabbed a few condoms and put them in his wallet. “I have some.”

  He set her aside and leaned down to grab his jeans. He got a few out and grinned with triumph, holding them up for her to view. Mia giggled and grabbed them. “Let me help you, Abel.”

  She tore a package open and unrolled the condom. His cock twitched at the thought of her hands touching him intimately. It had been too long for him, what if he came before they even started? How embarrassing would that be? He took the condom out of her hand. “I’d better do it, sweetheart. I want this party to last for more than sixty seconds.”

  Mia blew him a kiss and sat back completely nude and tempting, just watching him. Her eyes on him made him a little nervous, but eager, too. He rolled it over his sensitive penis and sighed with relief. Now he could get back to the good stuff. He hovered over her and kissed her neck, biting the skin lightly. Her hands rubbed his back as she arched her neck, allowing him better access. His lips trailed from her neck down to her breasts. He swiped the tip with his tongue and blew on it. He saw her shiver and heard her moan softly. Mia was a sexy package for sure and he wanted to explore every inch of her. He was going to enjoy this night and not think past it.

  He suckled her nipple hard and then the other until she was moving around the blankets in ecstasy. He let his teeth scrape the tip of her breast, feasting on her.

  He lips wondered down her flat stomach and to the apex between her thighs. Her curls were blonde on her pussy. Mia immediately opened her thighs, allowing him to view her most intimate spot. Her pussy was already glistening with moisture. He licked his lips. “I have dreamt of this, Mia.”

  “Me, too,” she replied, gripping his hair as he went down on her. He knew he needed a haircut, but he always put it off until he couldn’t. Now he was glad he waited. He liked the feel of her hands in his hair. His tongue explored her pussy with eagerness. She tasted sweet and so good. His tongue swiped over her swollen clit and she arched up, whispering, “So good, Abel. I can’t take much more torture.”

  “Torture?” he teased, feeling comfortable with her. None of the first-time awkwardness was appearing tonight. The room was filled with sexual tension only. “And here I thought I was giving you pleasure.”

  “You know what I mean.” She laughed. “Your tongue is a dangerous weapon.”

  He smiled and continued to explore until she was screaming his name out with her climax. He felt good giving her this pleasure. He scooted back up until they were face to face. Her cheeks were flushed a pretty pink color and her eyes unfocused. He gripped her hair in his fists and kissed her hard. “You are the dangerous one, Mia. Sexy and sweet all rolled into one petite package.”

  Abel let his hard cock sink into her wet pussy. She fit him snugly and it felt great. He pushed until he was all the way in. He groaned at how amazing it felt to finally be inside Mia. His fantasies of her didn’t compare to the reality. The walls of her pussy gripped him like a glove, and he pumped in and out of her, holding her waist tight so she was still underneath him. He felt her arch her body up as if trying to get closer to him. Her nails were digging into the skin on his bac
k, but it only added to the intensity of this moment. She whispered his name so softly, it sounded like a dreamy sigh.

  “Mia.” He whispered her name, burying his face in her neck as he pumped his hard cock in and out of her pussy. The only sounds in the room were of their shared moans and heavy labored breathing. He lifted up and hooked her leg around his arm for deeper access. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted, giving her the look of a seductress. He rotated his hips, moving faster and faster. His cock was like steel, desperate for relief. He felt like he was deep in her, yet he wanted deeper.

  “Oh yes.” She sounded like she was in pain, but Abel knew she was close to finding her climax. He increased his pace, making the bed creak. He could feel sweat gather on his forehead. His body was tense, too, and he felt the fire spreading all over him from head to toe. His muscles felt tight.

  “Your pussy is so tight, Mia.” He closed his eyes just as Mia screamed out his name with her orgasm. It didn’t take long for him to follow her. His cock jerked and exploded into the condom. He felt mournful for a second that there would be no fruit from their union, but he quickly pushed that thought away. This was about sex only, he reminded himself. Nothing else. Just a physical relief. Keep it simple, Abel, he repeated silently in his head.

  She let out a small sound of contentment that touched his heart despite his recent reminder to himself. He scooted off of her and headed for the bathroom to get rid of the condom. He was glad he brought a few. He planned to enjoy the sex with Mia. Maybe he was feeling emotional because it had been so long since he had been with a woman. Once he felt like his emotions were contained, he headed back to Mia. He would use her body to satisfy himself, and then his obsession would die. He hoped.

  Chapter Seven

  Mia smoothed the dress she bought for Jessy’s bridal shower down nervously. She had added a gold necklace and earrings to complete her outfit. The dress gave her confidence that she looked good. She smiled at a few people she recognized from the coffee shop. Becky was talking to Delores Ramirez and another elderly lady Mia didn’t know.

  Jessy was walking around with her sister Lily saying hi to everyone who had shown up to her bridal shower. They had already eaten dinner and were now mingling before they ate cake and opened presents. Music played in the background, but mostly laughing and talking was what you could hear.

  “Feeling overwhelmed by strangers?” Mia turned to see a petite woman with short brown hair coming to stand next to her. Mia recognized her. Stacy Johnson owned the grocery store with her husband. She was very friendly and Mia liked her.

  “Hi, Stacy.” Mia greeted her, feeling less awkward now that she had someone to talk to. Being new never got better, whether you were in school or out in the world. “A little. I recognize a few people but can’t place names with faces. That sounds terrible, right?”

  “When I first married Jack and moved here, I felt so lost. Everyone knew everyone’s name and business. I lived in a large city where you didn’t always see everyone more than once,” Stacy Johnson explained, handing Mia a margarita.

  Mia thanked her and sipped on it, tasting the salt from the rim. “Yes, I know. New York is the same way. I almost chickened out but Becky insisted I show up. She is so social and bubbly. I feel like the complete opposite of her.”

  “Your aunt is a sweetheart.” Stacy giggled. “I joined the book club to make new friends and I am glad I did. You should join us. It’s fun.”

  “I might do that. Becky has asked me, but I have never had much time to read before.” Mia felt bad for lying to all of these kind people but it had been necessary. Becky told her if she confessed to Abel why Mia was really here, he was liable to call the New York police to verify Mia’s story. Abel didn’t trust easy, Becky warned.

  Mia feared she cared about Abel too much too soon. He had not stayed the night with her after they made love three times, which disappointed her. He did stop by the coffee shop the next morning and flirted with her, making her blush. Reva had just rolled her eyes but told Mia she was lucky. Plenty of women tried snagging his attention, but he never played the dating game. She wanted to confide in him, but what if he did call New York? Frank could cause plenty of trouble here in this small town. She couldn’t bear that.

  “Time to open presents!” Melanie yelled out loud.

  Stacy and Mia headed closer to where they sat Jessy down in a chair. Lily and Melanie handed Jessy presents. Most were lingerie that made the women whistle and cheer. Mia relaxed after the second margarita and enjoyed herself. Lucky for her, Becky drove them home.

  Mia went into the house she was temporarily calling home. It was so much nicer than the apartment she had back in New York. Before Abel, she had been so anxious to go back home. Now she felt a pang of regret knowing this wasn’t her permanent home. Was it because of Abel? No, she liked working with Becky. Becky was a good boss and treated her employees well. She listened to Mia’s ideas of improving the business. Mia liked having Jessy and Stacy as friends. Gwen was her best friend, but she worked so many hours as a nurse and spent all her free time with Mitch. It made Mia feel lonely. Maybe that was why she had fallen for Frank so easily. She was hungry for attention.

  The doorbell startled her out of her thoughts. Mia sighed and made sure to check out the peephole first. As soon as she recognized Abel, her pulse sped up and her body tingled with excitement. She quickly unlocked the door and opened it. She had not changed out of her dress yet. She was glad for once she had makeup on and looked good. “Hey, what a surprise to see you.”

  Abel looked her over and she could see the heated desire in his eyes. It made her breasts tingle and feel heavy. He stepped in, closing the door behind him. He unzipped his heavy coat and hung it on a hook on the wall. “You look sexy as hell, Mia.”

  Mia flipped her hair dramatically. “Thank you, kind sir. Compliments are always welcomed.”

  Abel chuckled and followed her to the couch. “How was it? Wild? Crazy? Were there strippers? Asking for my brother.”

  “With your mom, Becky and the pastor’s wife all there supervising?” She laughed out loud at his crazy questions. “Well, I did have two or three margaritas with Stacy Johnson. That was wild for me. Jessy got some pretty racy presents so I bet your brother is one happy man tonight. Strippers must have gotten lost. Such a shame.”

  He leaned closer and tilted her chin up. “Hmm.” He kissed her lips, letting his tongue trace the shape of her mouth. Her body immediately began to heat up and her pussy started throbbing with excitement and need. “Salty. What if I peel this dress off of you? Will I find a racy surprise underneath?”

  “Maybe. You will have to find out,” she teased, trying to look prim and proper and not at all turned on.

  He picked her up and sat her on his lap. His hands unzipped her dress with such expertise she felt a momentarily pang of jealousy. She quickly brushed it away. He was here with her right now, and she planned on enjoying every second of it. Over analyzing it would take the fun out of it. She forced herself to relax in his arms.

  Her dress fell off her shoulder and he pushed the material down to her waist.

  “Black lace. Very sexy.” He traced the edge of her bra, making her skin tingle and her nipples tightened into little buds. She wiggled her hips and her dress fell to the floor. He looked down at her panties and arched an eyebrow. “Is this a thong, Miss Wilson? I might have to ticket you for indecent exposure. Stand up and let me see.”

  Mia obeyed, feeling her knees shake with excitement and desire. Who knew he could be so playful? Out in public he was so serious and staid. She loved seeing this secret side of him. It made her feel like they shared a special bond.

  She turned, showing him her ass. She did have a matching thong. His hands cupped her ass cheeks and squeezed. He bit her ass but it didn’t hurt. The sting of pain made her pussy clench. She bit her bottom lip to prevent herself from moaning.

  “I like what I see, but it makes me think you are a naughty girl, Mia. Are you?” he
asked very seriously.

  Mia pouted and twirled a curl around her finger, looking back at him. She shook her hips in a sexy dance. “Only for you, Sheriff.”

  “Do you like spankings?” How he kept his expression serious, she had no idea when she felt shaky with need. Her panties felt wet and he barely touched her. She shook her head no. “Not into pain.”

  He pulled her body closer to his. He opened his thighs and held her prisoner. His hands squeezed her ass cheeks. He unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her nipples tingled and she felt impatient as the cool breeze hit her skin. She grabbed his hands and put them on her breasts. He chuckled. “Definitely naughty. What a shame. Naughty girls don’t get rewarded, Mia.”

  “What do they get?” Her breath hitched and came out in a strangled whisper. She was horny as hell. He pushed her down on the couch until she was lying flat. He stood over her and she kept her eyes on his deep brown ones. They glittered with desire. He unbuckled his pants and she licked her lips in anticipation. She wanted to see his hard, thick cock once again. He unzipped his pants, slowly driving her wild. When she went to help he pushed her hands away. “You obey my orders, Mia, or you will get that spanking you say you don’t want.”

  She wanted to disobey him, but she waited until his cock sprang free finally. His pants and boxers fell around his ankles and her breathing got heavy. He fisted his long, thick cock and stepped closer to her mouth. “Open like a good girl.”

  She did with eagerness and let him place his cock in her mouth. Her lips closed around him, holding him prisoner. He tasted salty and unique. His thickness stretched her cheeks, but she breathed through her nose. No way was she stupid enough to push him away. She began to suck with such enthusiasm he groaned loudly and cursed under his breath. His hands gripped her hair and guided her to the rhythm he liked. Mia closed her eyes and sucked on his cock until his semen was gliding down her throat. She moaned as the warmness went down. Finally, she could breathe through her mouth again.