Sweet Affection (Truth Book 3) (6 page)

“I’m thinking about you fucking me on this desk.” The words come out in deep pants when his tongue meets my skin. I cling to his t-shirt and my head lolls back, the ache shooting straight down between my thighs.

“Mmm, as good as that sounds babe, I’m going to do something else on this desk.” The phone ringing cuts in, and I’m waiting for him to carry on.

What? What is he going to do?

There’s no way I’m answering the phone while he’s lapping at my nipple like it’s an ice-cream cone.

“Answer the phone.”

I shake my head and moan loudly as he undoes the rest of the buttons on my top and pulls it wide open with both hands, his mouth never stopping its exploration of my breasts. The phone continues its persistent ringing, but I’ve managed to drown it out, lost completely in the fire James is setting alight on my body.

“Answer the damn phone.” His words are punctuated with kisses down my stomach and his fingers find the zip on the side of my skirt. My heart’s pounding and I’m unable to stop my hips writhing and circling, every inch of my body eager for him to go lower.

When I find the strength to bring my head forward to look at him I see his hand reaching out towards the phone.

No, don’t
.

I want to say it out loud but I can’t focus as his other hand dips under my skirt, rubbing its way along my thigh.

Shit, he’s going to put it on speaker.

He pulls my skirt down to my feet as he hits the big black button and I freeze. My brain’s screaming at me to speak but when he lifts my leg and drapes it over his shoulder, then lowers his mouth to lick my inner thigh, I can’t think straight. I can’t even hold myself up. My leg gives out and he lifts me onto the desk. He nods his head to the phone with that smug grin and I immediately wish I could wipe it off his face.

“Laurel?” The distant voice sounds into the room, making me jump. Fucking hell, it’s my mother.

My throat’s dry and scratchy and I cough to try and clear it.

“Yep, it’s me. Sorry I dropped the phone.” Shit, I can’t have a conversation right now. He moves my underwear to the side and pins his baby blues to mine as he slips a finger deep inside me. I slap my hand across my mouth to keep from moaning, and to stop the laughter bubbling over. This whole situation is ridiculous.

“Oh, that’s fine. So you’re still working? Are you coming home tonight?”

I try to push James away but he grabs hold of my hand tightly, interlacing our fingers and won’t let it move from the edge of the desk.

“Yep, I’m coming.” James snorts quietly and when my eyes narrow and drop to him, he moves his mouth to my clit and sucks on it until I’m squirming against him, trying to move my hips away.

“I’m just waiting on James to pick me up, I’m sure he’ll be soon. Then he’s going to drive us both to yours.” He slips another finger in, and pushes them both as deep as they’ll go. My eyes roll back and I’m grateful my butt’s on the desk because there’s no way I could stand with my whole body shaking.

“Okay honey. Oh, did I tell you he brought me flowers round the other day? For no reason at all.”

James snorts again but doesn’t break his tongue away from me.

What the hell do I say to that?

My mind gets so distracted watching his tongue rolling over my clit I forget to answer.

“Honey?”

Oh, God. I can’t keep doing this.

“Oh, that was sweet. He sure knows how to please.” I breathe out through a smile that has everything to do with the sexy man on his knees in front of me. He wiggles his eyebrows and I shove my fingers in my mouth and bite down hard to keep from laughing. Or moaning. Both are real possibilities right now.

He continues to lick circles over my clit that get faster and faster and the movement of his fingers in and out builds the pressure inside me relentlessly, until I know for sure that I’m going to come in the next few seconds.

“He’s here, gotta go mum. See you soon. Bye.” I squeak out quickly not pausing to take a breath, and reach over to hit the end call button. My head falls back as I arch off the desk and he thrusts his fingers deep and hooks them to hit the spot that has me screaming out.

“Oh God!” I explode harder than I’ve ever come before; toes curling, legs shaking, hands glued to James’ head, holding him to me.

“Shit, shit, shit.” I pant through the waves of pure bliss making their way through my whole body. Several shudders later and he pulls his fingers out slowly, kissing his way up my stomach and to my neck.

“What the hell was that?” I choke out, mind and body still reeling from the sheer force of the orgasm.

“Foreplay.” He says simply, grinning into the kisses he places on my mouth. He pulls me up from the desk and helps me straighten my clothes before running his hands through my hair, and kissing my forehead.

God, I wish we could just go back home now.

Home.

His house.

Our home.

Chapter Four

James

I lean back against the counter in Judy’s kitchen, absently rubbing my thumbs up and down the back of Laurel’s neck as she stands in front of me talking to her mum. She rests her back against me, soft curves fitting each part of my body perfectly.

Judy’s smiling a lot lately. She deserves it after the last six months, her nightmare is finally ending and I couldn’t be happier for her. I only hope that this doesn’t come as too much of a shock for her. It’s been her and Laurel against the world for over four years and now I feel like I’m stealing her away.

“
Mum, we’ve
got something we need to tell you.”

Judy looks between us with her eyebrows up in her forehead. I see her eyes drop to Laurel’s stomach. Really? She thinks we’re going to tell her
that
? I can’t help but chuckle and both sets of confused eyes fly to mine.

Sorry but it
was
kinda funny.

“Nervous laughter. Sorry.” I say sheepishly then swipe over my mouth and toss the key.

Laurel rolls her eyes and turns back round to her mother who is looking at us both once again with an anxious expression.

“Well don’t keep me in suspense here.” She says as she pours herself
a big ol’ glass of wine.
She’s got one of those huge glasses that can fit a whole bottle inside.

I feel Laurel’s shoulders tense, but as Judy turns back to the fridge, I take the opportunity to whisper in her ear.

“Everything’s going to be fine. Don’t worry.” I offer her a smile and when she smiles back, shoulders dropping under my fingers, I know it worked.

“James and I are thinking about moving in together.”

I don’t like the uncertainty in her voice but I know not to make a big deal out of it. I just hold my breath until Judy decides to speak.

She frowns, and just like that my heart’s in my stomach. I thought she’d be happy for us. I know six months isn’t really that long, but we’ve known each other a lot longer than that, and we’ve both been
adults
for a while now.

“Are you thinking about it, or actually doing it?” She says, with her hand on her hip and a stare that holds my eyes looking straight at hers. Oh shit, she’s going to blame me for this. For taking her daughter away from her. I knew their bond was special, but now I feel a huge bout of disappointment in my gut.

I seem to have lost my words, so Laurel pipes up nervously. “Would it make a difference?”

Her mum leans against the counter, eyes still focused on mine and I feel like I’m being held in prison for interrogation. Or in the principal’s office at school.

“Of course.” She shrugs.

Well shit, she doesn’t mince her words. Okay, I now have to try and let her know I won’t make anything difficult for their relationship. She can still see her whenever she wants to.

“Mother-” Laurel starts but gets cut off immediately.

“Don’t
mother
me. Laurel Elizabeth, if you are the reason why you are only thinking about moving in together, and not actually doing it, then you better hurry up and decide because this one won’t wait around forever. Will you?” She looks at me again with teasing in her eyes, and now I want to sigh dramatically and clutch my chest in relief.

Instead I opt for calm and collected. “No.” I say, with a serious tone.

Laurel flings her hands against her sides. “Oh great, gang up on me why don’t you? Tell her I said yes!”

I feel like I need to stay out of it so I just smirk and cross my arms over my chest.

“So, you
are
moving in together?” Judy asks, and I nod my head and I can’t keep the grin off my face.

“Oh darlings, that’s wonderful! I was wondering when you were going to get out of my hair.” She says jokingly.

“I thought you might not want me to go.” Laurel says quietly.

Judy crooks her finger, gesturing for Laurel to go to her, which she does, and wraps her in a tight hug. I feel like I should leave them to it, but I can’t just walk out the room.

“I don’t think many mothers love the thought of their children leaving home but the thing they all want is for them to have an amazing life. I wouldn’t want you to be stuck here with me Laurel. You’re an adult now. To be honest I’m surprised it’s taken this long, the amount of time you spend together anyway.”

Laurel nods and pulls back, “I know. I just wanted to make sure you were going to be okay.”

Judy waves her comment off, but I see it’s made her teary. She flings her body round to get her glass and subtly wipes her eyes. “I’m going to be fine. I actually had something I wanted to tell you as well.” She fiddles with her cropped hair. She lost it all from chemo but it’s growing back and she looks kinda foxy with it short, like Sharon Stone in Catwoman.

“Do you remember me talking about Johnathan from work?” Laurel nods and I vaguely remember hearing the name before. He’s in hedge funds or something. Judy’s job is in finance, but I couldn’t tell you what, it goes straight over my head.

“He asked me to go to dinner with him.” She fiddles nervously with the stem of the glass. “I politely declined but I’m thinking about a coffee. Maybe. Or lunch. I don’t know.”

Laurel smiles and nods her head frantically, “Do it. Get yourself out there. You can just be friends to begin with, and see how it goes if you’re unsure. Dad would want that.”

“You don’t mind?”

“Of course not. Mum, you can’t be a hermit for the rest of your life. Have some fun.”

We talk about a whole load of nothing in particular for a while. It’s kind of bittersweet seeing Laurel laughing and chatting with her mum. Makes me miss mine. But I won’t be telling Laurel that any time soon. I’ve just got to get over it. I wouldn’t want anything to make her feel awkward about me being here too.

We eventually say our goodbyes and make our way across town to Emma’s flat. She’s leaving bright and early tomorrow, so we all said we’d go round to help her load the van she’s hired and say goodbye.

Cassie answers the door with a huge grin on her face.

“You got here just in time.”

There’s a shout from inside that drowns Cassie out.

“Tell him to hurry the fuck up.”

“Ryan had an emergency at work. So Blake’s been moving nearly all the boxes himself.” Cassie explains. “I think he’s tired now.”

“Hey I’m not tired. I could go all night, sweetheart. This asshole just needs to do his fair share, that’s all.” Blake appears next to Cassie and gestures for me to walk through. “Princess, I’ve saved all the light ones for you.”

That earns him a punch in the arm as I walk through with Laurel following behind chatting to Cassie.

“Hey Em.” I ruffle her hair and she smiles broadly.

“Thanks for helping out. You want a drink?”

“Coke, thanks.”

The girls make their way into the kitchen all giggling together, and I bend my knees to pick up a small box in the corner. I’m not prepared for how heavy the little sucker is, and I nearly stumble into the wall. I glance over at Blake when I hear a deep laugh and he’s holding his stomach and slapping his thigh.

“That was fucking hilarious.” So, he did save me some boxes. All the heavy ones.

“Asshole.” I mumble as I spread my feet slightly to brace myself and lift the box, muscles in my arms straining so I don’t drop it.

“What the fuck is in this thing.” I make my way down the flight of stairs and out to the van where Blake is putting his box in the back, and moving them like Tetris to make sure there’s enough room.

After another five trips up and down, I’m breaking out into a real sweat and the girls are still laughing together in the kitchen. I can see them out of the corner of my eye each time I walk into the corridor.

“They’re doing fuck all. Was it like this all evening?”

He chuckles and shakes his head. “Believe it or not, they were actually helping before you guys arrived. Laurel’s the ringleader. She’s telling them to stay in there so they can ogle.”

Oh, yeah? My girl wants to ogle. Like she doesn’t get enough of that anyway.

“Hey dude, if they wanna look, let’s give ‘em something worth looking at.” He glances up at Cassie as he passes the half-open door again and she’s biting her cute little lip and smiling at him.

“Shit, it’s hot in here.” I pull my t-shirt over my head and wipe it over my chest before poking my head round the door to the kitchen. I see the look on Laurel’s face as she takes in my bare torso and I smile smugly as I throw the t-shirt at her.

“Look after this for me, babe?”

She catches it in her hand and looks down at it in shock. “Sure.”  She squeaks out quietly. I look around at the other girls and give them my sexiest grin.

“Thanks.” I wink at all of them as I step back into the corridor and rub my hands together.

“Let’s do this.”

Blake does exactly the same, and when he comes back out, hands minus his t-shirt, the giggling gets louder.

“Dirty girls.” He shakes his head and I nod mine in agreement. “Filthy.”