The Fix (The Carolina Connections, #1)(24)

“That’s easy—give us food, sleep, and sex and we’re good.” His lips quirked again.

“I’ll jot that down.” Mine returned the favor.

“Just be sure you reference the original source in the bibliography.”

“Rest assured, I wouldn’t dream of attributing that little gem of wisdom to anyone else. You are a true savant, Nate. Has anyone ever told you that?” Definitely flirting. This conversation was too inane to be anything else than a prelude to sexy time.

“Has anyone ever told you that you have a smart mouth?”

Before I could respond he tugged me into his arms and kissed the hell out of said mouth.

Bring on the sexy time.





Chapter Nine





Fishing





NATE

Her lips were velvety, and she tasted of mint and soda. One of my hands lifted to her cheek and the smooth skin I found helped me understand why she seemed to spend so much time stroking it herself. I could spend an entire day just kissing and caressing her lips and face alone—okay, well I doubt I’d be able to stop myself there. As my other hand reached to tangle in her hair, I tested the seam of her lips with my tongue and she parted without further encouragement, granting entrance to my tongue so it could taste hers.

I could feel her body shaking a bit, out of nerves or excitement I didn’t know and I couldn’t have cared less at that moment. But her tongue eagerly dueled with mine as I turned her toward the wall and pinned her there. My thigh found its way between hers and I pressed. My cock stood at attention as I ground into her leg with the finesse of a fifteen-year-old.

This girl was driving me crazy. I couldn’t stop myself from bringing a hand from her cheek down her side and resting with my thumb just under her breast. She made a little gasping sound as she pulled her mouth away slightly to draw in a breath before moving back in for more. One of her hands drove into the back of my hair while something cold pressed into the small of my back.

Huh? Before I could comprehend what it could be it was gone and a loud clank came from behind me. Laney came to attention abruptly as she pulled back from me, a surprised look overtaking her eyes. The rest of her face remained flushed and her lips swollen from our kisses. She couldn’t pull back far since I still had her pinned to the wall, and her breasts rose and fell as they remained pressed into my chest. She tried to look around me but my height prevented it.

“What’s wrong?” I ground out, focused on getting my mouth back on hers.

“Um.” One hand came to her cheek and her eyes darted away from mine. “I think I spilled my soda on you.”

I stepped back from her and, sure enough, the can lay on the ground in a small puddle, and a hand to the ass of my jeans revealed a large wet spot.

“This is so embarrassing,” Laney mumbled, still leaning against the wall, both hands to her cheeks now.

I couldn’t help but smile at her. “Totally worth it.”

She returned my smile, hers a bit smaller, then disappearing completely. “Shit. Rocco.” Her eyes darted to the hall entrance.

Mine followed but no one was there. I admit I had completely forgotten about the kid, my attention had been focused solely on Laney and getting my hands on her. In retrospect, I suppose my timing could have been better.

“I’m so sorry,” she began again and darted around me toward the kitchen. “Let me get some paper towels and try to clean you, I mean this, I mean you know—up.” She came back with the paper towels and tore a few sheets off, thrusting the rest of the roll at me. I wouldn’t have minded her trying to clean me up herself.

“If you want, I can lend you some of Gavin’s jeans and run yours through the washer,” she offered from the floor where she was bent wiping up the mess. I had to force my gaze from her perfect backside.

“No thanks. I’ll be fine.” No way was I borrowing her brother’s clothes. Just, no. “I’ve got to get going in a little bit anyway. I’ll just swing by my place and change there. It’s not far.”

“I didn’t realize you lived close by.” She rose from the floor.

I could see her hardened nipples through her shirt and I lost focus for a moment.

“Yeah, I’ve got a little apartment between here and New Garden. It’s pretty crappy, really, but it’s just temporary so I don’t mind.”

An indecipherable look crossed her face. “Well, at least let me feed you or get you something to drink before you go. I can’t let you work for free.” Her smile was mostly back, some of her discomfort had dissipated.

“I won’t say no to a soda, but this time you can just hand it to me.” I followed her to the kitchen.

“Haha.” Her cheeks began to pink again. Damn, that look was good on her.

I wanted to see how else I could get her to turn pink.

“I’ve got Diet Coke and Mountain Dew.” She reached into the refrigerator.

“Mountain Dew. I’ve had enough Diet Coke already today,” I teased again.

“You take classes on how to be a smartass?” The sass was back.

I took the soda and smiled at her. She seemed to like that because she just stared back at me for a silent beat.

Rocco skipped into the kitchen, ending our little moment, and a double take confirmed that, while he still wore the shirt from earlier, his pants were missing.