Dangerous Therapy: O'Connor Brothers (Volume 1)

by Rhonda Brewer

  His dick jerked. Fuck. He wanted her. Now.

  John grabbed her hand before he embarrassed himself. He crawled onto the bed and pulled her against him. His hands slowly caressed the soft silky skin of her back and slowly slid them down to her round firm ass. Why was she still wearing the thong? John pressed his erection against her. He could feel the wetness through the sheer material.

  “Jesus, Stephanie, you’re driving me crazy,” John growled as her nails dragged lightly down his back. He eased her back on the bed and kissed the hollow of her throat. His hand covered her breast and he gently pinched her nipple between his fingers. She arched against him. He dragged his tongue down between her breasts while he continued to tease her nipple. “So fucking beautiful,” John whispered against her body. Her body quivered when his lips wrapped around the hard pink tip and sucked it into his mouth. She was writhing under him as his hands glided down her body. John grinned against her breast. She was so ready for him. His tongue slowly trailed down her body. He hooked his finger in her thong and pulled it down her legs.

  John dipped his tongue into her navel as his finger slid against her wet folds. Her scent filled his senses. It was intoxicating. His throbbing erection was becoming painful. He needed to calm down or he was going to lose it, but he’d waited so long to be with her like this. Fuck.

  Her body was trembling under him and he pressed his thumb against her clit, moving it in small circles. Stephanie whimpered as he pushed a single finger inside her. So hot. So fucking wet. His tongue found her wet sex, replacing his thumb with his tongue and she cried out. As he lapped at her, he inserted another finger into her tight wet heat.

  “Open for me, baby,” John whispered. “I want to taste every sexy inch of you.” She spread her legs wider. He met her eyes as he flicked his tongue against her swollen clit and very slowly slid his fingers in and out, making love to her with his hand. The sound that came from her made his dick jerk again. Jesus. Fuck. He thrust his fingers in and out as his tongue flicked her hard bud. She moved up to meet the rhythm of his fingers penetrating her body. He sucked her clit into his mouth and she clenched around his fingers.

  “That’s it, baby, let go.” John encouraged her. He sucked her clit into his mouth once more and her body shuddered so hard she almost pushed him off the bed.

  “John! Oh God! Yes!” She screamed.

  “Beautiful,” John growled against her sex. He thrust his tongue inside her and lapped up her wetness like a starved man. “You taste so good, sweetheart.” Before he knew it she screamed again. She trembled as a second orgasm ravaged her body. “So fucking sexy.”

  John hovered above her. Ecstasy was written all over her face. When he ground his erection against her, she opened her eyes and pressed up against him. He clenched his teeth. It was difficult trying to control himself. He pressed his lips against hers, flicking his tongue inside tasting her sweet mouth, but he needed to feel her body take him inside. Feel her squeeze his dick when he brought her over the edge with him. Reaching for the drawer of his nightstand, John grabbed a condom. He silently prayed he had some. It had been a long while. His hand wrapped around a foil package and silently thanked God. Stephanie pulled the condom out of his hand.

  “I want to put it on.” She purred. A seductive grin on her beautiful mouth. She pushed him until he lay on his back and straddled his legs. He grabbed her hips while she held the condom package in her teeth and lightly ran her nails down his chest. He shivered.

  “Baby, you’re killing me here.” John clenched his teeth.

  Stephanie pulled the condom package from between her teeth and pressed her chest against his, and trailed her tongue along the tight muscle in his neck.

  “What’s the hurry?” She whispered after her tongue flicked against his ear.

  “I need to be inside you before I spontaneously combust.” John rasped when she pulled his earlobe between her teeth. Stephanie sat up and opened the square package. The way she slid the condom down the length of his cock was torturous. He wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer. He needed to calm himself or he wasn’t going to last more than a minute. Closing his eyes and taking several deep breaths seemed to help, but not much. Especially, when she lowered herself down over the length of him.

  “I hope you’re close, cause I don’t know how much longer I can last.” John tried to think about something else. Something to hold himself off longer but nothing could distract him from the incredible feeling of having her heat around him. They fit together perfectly. He cupped her breast and teased her nipple with his thumb. His other thumb rubbed small circles over her clit. She whimpered when he increased the pressure and started to tremble. She was almost there.

  “That’s it, baby, I want to feel you come around me.” John panted. He was so close, but he couldn’t leave her behind. The familiar tingling sensation starting through the tip of his cock meant he was almost at the point of no return.

  “John.” Stephanie roared as she squeezed around him. His name coming from her lips in the throes of an orgasm was the last straw for him. John gripped her hips and thrust deep into her. He shuddered as he jerked inside her. He felt the orgasm in every muscle of his body. It seemed to go on so long, he didn’t think it was going to stop.

  “Fuck.” John gasped as she fell against his chest. Holding her against him was paradise. He didn’t want to let her go. They stayed wrapped tightly around each other until their breathing returned to normal.

  “Wow.” She sighed. He lifted his head so he could kiss her lips.

  “My sentiments exactly.” John rolled them both over until she was on her back. He placed a quick kiss on her lips before heading to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. He returned to see her curled under his quilt. John crawled in next to her and pulled her into his arms. Her head rested against his chest and for a few minutes he didn’t say anything. Just enjoyed the feeling of her in his arms.

  After a while, she pushed herself up on her elbow and looked into his eyes. “I’m sorry, I seduced you.” The grin on her face made him laugh. “I just couldn’t help myself. You’re one sexy man, John O’Connor.”

  “I’m not sure about the sexy, but I know I was about to go insane.” A stray piece of hair hung against her cheek and he pushed it away from her face. “It’s not easy going around with a constant hard-on, and I was really getting tired of cold showers.”

  “I don’t know what it is, but there’s just something about you, John.” Her face was serious.

  “I couldn’t stop thinking about you from the first day I saw you.” There was nowhere he’d rather be than with her. The stories about love at first sight always made him roll his eyes. He never believed it could happen. Nobody could fall in love with someone with just one look. Now he knew it could happen. It definitely happened to him. The strange feeling of wanting her was intense. It wasn’t just sexual. It was the way she made him feel. Like there was nothing he couldn’t do.

  “Why are you looking at me like that?” She raised an eyebrow.

  “Because I still can’t believe how beautiful you are.” He grazed his knuckles against her soft cheek.

  Stephanie lightly pressed her lips against his. Then her tongue started to trace the outside edge of his bottom lip.

  He plowed his fingers through her hair and covered her mouth with his. He couldn’t get enough of her taste, her scent. He couldn’t get enough of her. The only reason he pulled away from her lips was to breathe.

  “I’ve got a feeling it’s going to be a very long night.” Stephanie grinned. Her hand reached under the blanket and wrapped around his shaft.

  “Me too.” John barely had the words out, when he covered her lips with his. He’d be exhausted for rehearsal tomorrow, but who the fuck cared? He wanted to spend the rest of the night making love to her until they were too exhausted to move. His dreams were finally a reality.

  Chapter 20

  Stephanie opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings. At first confusion
set in. Then it all came flooding back. Her lips curled into a grin. It was impossible not to smile. They made love so often she’d lost count. His recovery time was impressive. Yeah! He’s certainly impressive.

  Stephanie scanned John’s room as she stretched. The walls were a light taupe and accented by forest green drapes that covered the two large windows. The matching green comforter was pulled over her. It wasn’t store bought. Who could be so talented to make such a beautiful homemade quilt? His bed was so much bigger than hers. Probably why he brought her to his room instead of going to hers.

  The sun peeked through the small opening in the drapes. A beautiful day. It was definitely a beautiful night.

  She turned to the other side of the bed. John was still sleeping. One hand under his head and the other resting against his stomach. The quilt lay just below his navel. Her cheeks warmed. He could do amazing things with what was under that quilt. She rolled on her side and tucked her hand under her cheek. Even in sleep John oozed sexy. His light brown hair mussed. It was the first time she really noticed the light auburn highlights.

  With John’s eyes closed she could study the features of his face without being distracted by his smile and those intense blue eyes. His long dark eyelashes fanned under his eyes. Women would kill for lashes that thick. A long straight nose that was the perfect shape almost as if it was sculpted. His lips were slightly parted as he breathed in and out.

  She scanned down to his chest. Muscled with the light dusting of dark hair. She shivered as the memory of how the hair tickled her breasts as he pumped into her. Her gaze moved up at his face again. His eyes were open and there was a huge shit eating grin on his face.

  “See anything you like?” He wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

  “I like everything I see.” She purred. “And the things I can’t see.”

  He turned on his side and pulled the blanket down, exposing her breasts. “I like everything I see too.” John wiggled his eyebrows as he slowly ran his index finger down her neck and between her breasts.

  “Oh no! Not again! Did you see the time?” She playfully slapped his hand and pulled the blanket over her nakedness.

  “No! I’m not worried about the time right now.” He lifted the blanket so she’d have a full view of his erection.

  “Oh my God! Does that ever go down?” Stephanie giggled when he pulled her against him.

  “It’s only been like that since I met you.” He buried his face in the crook of her neck and teased her with soft kisses. Now she was just turning to mush.

  “What time is everyone supposed to be coming?” She sighed.

  A deep voice echoed from the hallway.

  “John, get your lazy ass out of the sack.”

  James.

  Shit.

  John continued to tease her with kisses down her neck. She shoved him back and tugged the blanket up over her head.

  “John, get up before he comes in here,” She whispered.

  John grumbled.

  “I can get a bucket of water, bro,” James yelled. This was not happening.

  “I’m up,” John yelled at the door. He turned back to her with the cutest pout on his lips. “Remind me later to take the house keys from my family.” A quick kiss on the lips and he jumped out of bed.

  “You have to distract him so I can go to my apartment,” She whispered.

  “I’ll get him into the kitchen.” He winked as he dressed and hurried out of the bedroom.

  She jumped out of bed and ran around the room picking up her clothes. Bra. Where the hell was her bra? She searched under the bed and pulled back the comforter. Damn it. There was no time. Right now, she needed to get to her apartment before James discovered her.

  Stephanie pressed her ear against the door and listened. She wasn’t ashamed of what happened between them, but she knew his brothers would tease them mercilessly. Plus, would it really look professional for her to be sleeping with him when technically he was still her patient.

  She opened the door a crack and heard the voices in the kitchen. Hopefully, she could slip out of the room without James seeing her. She kept her eyes on the kitchen door as she tiptoed down the hall. As she turned at the end of the hall, she came face to face with John’s father.

  “Oh God.” She gasped. Sean’s lips quirked into a grin. Now she knew where John got his sly grin. Her cheeks felt like they were on fire. This was a time when it would be nice for the floor to open up and swallow her.

  “Good Morning, Stephanie.” Sean greeted her.

  “Um… Hi… Mr. O’Connor.” She stammered and looked everywhere but at him. What was she supposed to say? ‘Oh yes, Mr. O’Connor it is a good morning because your son and I spent the night naked and screwing until we were exhausted.’ Well, that would be crude, but what was she supposed to say to the father of the man who’s room she just tiptoed out of?

  “Are my boys in the kitchen or is John still sleeping.” He raised an eyebrow. Yep, John definitely favored his father.

  “They’re in the kitchen.” She told him and hoped that would be the end of the conversation. That way she could run to her apartment and die of humiliation in peace.

  Sean patted her arm, stepped around her and disappeared into the kitchen.

  Stephanie ran into her apartment and leaned against the door. That was totally humiliating. It was going to be really awkward the next time she came face to face with the man. There was no way the man missed her coming out of John’s bedroom. What must he think of her? It didn’t seem like he was shocked, but he couldn’t think very highly of her.

  A long hot shower and fresh clothes made her feel a little better. She didn’t know if she could ever face John’s father again, but she was at least clean now. Yeah, because that made things a whole lot better. Stephanie flopped down on the couch and pressed one of the decorative pillows against her face. She really wanted to watch John and the band rehearse again, but if Sean was staying it would be uncomfortable. At least it would be for her. This was terrible. She heard her phone chime. It was a text from John.

  ‘Are you coming to watch?’

  ‘I’ll be out in a few minutes. Is your dad still there?’

  ‘Yeah! LOL he said he saw you in the hallway.’

  ‘Don’t LOL me! He saw me coming out of your room.’

  ‘He won’t say anything. I promise.’

  ‘Still, it’s embarrassing.’

  ‘Don’t worry, baby.’

  ‘Fine! I’ll be right out.’

  A quick glance at herself in the mirror verified her cheeks were turning red at the thought of facing Sean. Before opening the door, she took a deep breath. Voices floated out from the living room. Oh God! Sean and James weren’t the only ones there now. Another deep breath and she entered the living room.

  The rest of the guys had arrived and were finishing the setup. She turned toward the couch and all the air whooshed out of her. Sean sat next to Kathleen on the couch. Holy fucking shit! Did Sean tell Kathleen? She really didn’t want Kathleen to know. Before she could escape back to her apartment, Kathleen motioned her to come closer. John is so dead! She walked toward the woman feeling like she was on her way to the gallows. This could get awkward. She smiled and eased down next to John’s mother.

  “We can’t go to the fundraiser, so I wanted to see my boys do a few of my favorite songs.” Kathleen squeezed Stephanie’s knee.

  “They’re really good,” Stephanie admitted. John winked at her as he settled in behind the keyboard.

  “How are you and John getting on?” Stephanie’s heart jumped in her chest, but Kathleen didn’t even look at her.

  “Umm… great. His therapy is almost done.” Stephanie stammered as she stared down at her hands.

  “I see.” Kathleen turned to her. “Has he asked you out yet?”

  Stephanie’s heart thudded in her chest. “He.... ah.… the fundraiser.…he asked me to the fundraiser.” Stephanie stuttered.

  “Oh for heaven’s sake that won’t be romant
ic,” Kathleen complained. “Sean, you have to teach that boy how to be romantic. Just like his dad.” Kathleen pinched Sean’s cheek.

  “Sweetheart, I think John’s probably doing fine, all on his own.” Sean leaned forward and winked at Stephanie.

  Oh. Dear. God. Kill me now. She knew her face was scarlet red. Would it be bad to jump up and run away?

  “We watched a movie last night and ate popcorn.” Stephanie blurted out. “It was nice.” She glanced up and John was grinning at her. It was the first time she wanted to slap that grin off his face. He was really enjoying this. Stephanie narrowed her eyes and glared at him. John laughed. Yep, she wanted to slap him. Hard.

  Stephanie felt like she was on pins and needles. Where was Kristy? She helped out yesterday. Why wasn’t she here to save her today? It wasn’t that she didn’t like John’s parents, but Sean had a pretty good idea where Stephanie slept last night. His expression didn’t show disgust, but what did he think of her? After all, she was supposed to help John recover, not to jump into bed with him.

  The longer she thought about it, the more paranoid she became. Was everyone staring at her? She scanned the room. Aaron, Nick, Mike, John and the other two guys in the band, were busy practicing. James was off to the side tapping his foot to the music, Ian’s head was down reading something, and Keith was entranced in something on his phone. Even John’s parents were not really paying any attention to her. She glanced back to John and he was watching her. Then he smiled, and every bit of tension in her body melted away.

  Rehearsal ended and the equipment was loaded into the back of a large box truck parked in John’s driveway. Stephanie offered to help, but Kathleen axed that idea. Stephanie was escorted to the kitchen for a cup of tea with John’s mother. Oh no! What could she do? It was impossible to say no to the woman.

  “One thing you need to learn, my dear. Let the men do all the manual labor.” Kathleen linked into the crook of Stephanie’s arm and steered her toward the kitchen. As soon as they entered, Kathleen released her arm and proceeded to the cupboards. She pulled two cups down and turned to Stephanie. The whole time Stephanie was waiting for Kathleen to say something about sleeping with John. “Cream and sugar, Dear?”