Inheriting a SECRET (Corrigan & Co. #7)(22)

We don’t talk as he washes my hair. It feels amazing, though. He massages my scalp as he works in the shampoo, and then the conditioner. Once he’s done, he wraps my hair up in a towel. I lean up to kiss him, letting him know I appreciate what he’s doing for me.

“Time to take off all of these unnecessary clothes of yours and get the rest of you clean.”

“I need to dry my hair, or it’s going to be a crazy mess.”

“Leave it. If it’s not a crazy mess when I’m done with you, I’m not doing things right.”

“Oh, I have no doubt that what you’re about to do to me is going to be very right.”

I take off my clothes, and can’t resist towel drying my hair just a little bit while he heads into my bedroom. I walk in, and stop short. There are candles everywhere, and the bed is covered in plush towels. A basin with soapy water is on the side table where my lamp usually resides. I realize now that Brayden angled me in the other direction as we walked through so I wouldn’t see anything.

“Welcome to your private bath. My name is Crown and I’ll be servicing you this evening.”

“Crown? That’s an unusual name.”

“An outstanding woman gave it to me.”

“You can call me Cat,” I tell him with a smile.

I walk into the room and he guides me to the bed and onto my stomach. “Is your thigh okay like this?”

“Yeah. I’m good.”

“How bad is it hurting?”

“I just said I was good.”

“How bad?” he asks again.

“Not as bad as it did an hour ago.”

“That’s the best I’m going to get out of you, isn’t it?”

“Pretty much.”

“Just please, please let me know if it hurts any worse, or if you want me to stop at any time.”

“I will…thank you.”

“You can thank me by letting me win at Call of Duty,” he says to me as he licks a path up my spine.

“I’ve tried that already,” I tell him honestly.

“Bloody hell. I really do suck.”

“Sucking can be good.”

“Like this?” he asks as he sucks lightly on my neck.

“Mm.”

He chuckles against my shoulder before continuing his journey over the back half of me. Once he’s covered me in kisses and licks, he grabs a soapy washcloth and starts cleaning me thoroughly. By the time he’s finished, I’m squirming with want, and he hasn’t even touched the front of me yet.

“I need to go grab another washcloth with just water so I can get this soap off.”

“Hurry,” I tell him, shamelessly rubbing myself against the towels beneath me.

“Don’t you dare try and get off without me.”

“I can’t promise you anything.”

“Fuck, Darcy. I’ll be right back.”

“Fine, I’ll wait. Just get back here.”

He’s back in less than a minute, wiping all the soap off much faster than he put it on. He grabs a towel and dries me off before flipping me over and spreading my legs. He drops down and starts feasting on me. He’s eating me like I’m his last meal, and yes, I’m screaming.

Once he’s brought me to orgasm twice with his mouth, he kisses his way up and down my legs, being mindful of my bandage. Then it’s my hips, stomach, and ribs. He stops his progress to worship my tits for a good half hour, making me come again just from what he’s doing up there, before giving my collarbone and neck the love he thinks they deserve. I’m sated and boneless by the time he reaches my mouth.

“How am I doing so far?” he asks in between kisses.

“So far? I thought we were almost done.”

“We’ve barely gotten started.”

* * *

Brayden

I meant what I just said to Darcy. I’m planning on making love to her all night. Because it’s more than likely going to be our last. I spent the hour we were apart with Noah and Jen. They’ve both convinced me that I have to step things up. I know they’re right—after all, I only have less than a month to get those jewels. I can’t let my feelings for Darcy get in the way of my promise to my father. I drew the line at physically harming her—and told Jen to leave her alone—but I can’t pretend that there’s not this huge thing between us.

I kiss her with everything that I have in me. All the feelings, and yes, the love, too. She’s kissing me back the same way, and my heart is starting to crack, so I pull back. “Cat.”

“I know, Crown. Don’t say it, please. Let’s just have tonight.”

I want to tell her that I love her, and that I wish we could have forever, not just tonight, but that wouldn’t be fair to either of us. So I just do as she asks, and proceed to give her the night. We make love to each other over and over again until we fall asleep, only to wake up and do it all over again until the sun begins to rise. It’s the best night of my life, but also the worst.

I wake up around noon to find myself alone in Darcy’s bed. I hear water running in the bathroom, so I get up to see what she’s doing. I find her with one foot in the walk in shower, and one out, trying to wash up without getting her bandage wet.

“Hey, I thought that was my job.”