by N. J. Young
He led Linzee to Ethan’s master bedroom at the end of the hall. He knew the door had a lock on it, and he wanted to talk to her without threat of his siblings walking in.
After he heard the satisfying click of the lock, he turned to look at her. She slid her coat off and draped it over a chair in the corner. Her red sweater hugged her full breasts, and he ached to touch her, to cup those breasts in his hands. He remembered vividly the satisfying weight of them, and how sensitive they were when he kissed and nibbled them.
He shoved his hands in his pockets, hoping Linzee wouldn’t notice his massive erection.
“Foster,” she said, looking at her hands that were clasped in front of her. “I wanted you to hear this from me first.”
He jerked his eyes to her face, expecting the worst. But then she looked up at him and smiled.
“I’ve decided to keep my job with Ethan. I’m staying in Oakville.”
His heart leapt with joy. “You’re staying?”
She nodded and continued. “I realized that if I left I would be running away, and I, uh … I don’t want to run away from you, Foster.” She took a shaky breath. “I want to be with you. I realize I have no right to say that after the way I treated you, but I … I…” She closed her eyes as if summoning strength from some unforeseen force. “I’m falling in love with you.”
He felt like his heart was going to pound out of his chest. She loved him. This beautiful, incredible woman loved him. “Linzee,” he breathed in wonder.
“You don’t have to say anything,” she said in a rush. “I just wanted to—needed to—tell you that. I can go now.”
When she tried to walk around him to get to the door, he grasped her upper arms and hauled her close, his mouth descending on hers.
She hesitated for only a moment before her arms wound around his neck, opening her lips on a light moan. His tongue surged forward to explore her mouth. She tasted sweet, like cookies and frosting. As long as he lived, he’d never be able to get enough of her.
“I love you, Linzee,” he whispered against her mouth. “Don’t you ever leave me again, do you hear me?”
“You love me? Really?” Her eyes shone as if she couldn’t believe what he was saying. “Even though I’m older than you? Even though I—”
“Shhh.” He stopped her. “You’re perfect. You’re perfect for me, little firecracker. And I am not going to make the ridiculous mistake of letting you go again.”
She leaned into him and hugged him tight. “I love you, Foster.”
When she shifted against him, the friction of her against the hard line of his cock was nearly enough to bring him to his knees.
Standing back to look at him, Linzee asked, “Now how are you going to go out in front of your mom and your brothers and sister when you have a raging hard-on?
He couldn’t help but laugh. “Linz, I’m pretty sure I’ve been hard since the moment I laid eyes on you.”
Her fingers threaded through the back of his hair and tugged gently, bringing his mouth back to hers. This time when he kissed her, it wasn’t sweet, but it was hungry. Damn, he was starving for her.
“I need you, Linz. I don’t care if my family is out there. I need you right now.”
When she pulled away, he almost expected her to protest. But instead, she smiled at him and kicked off her boots. Foster’s mouth watered as he watched her strip off her sweater and unbutton her jeans. She stood in front of him in red, lacy panties and a matching bra.
As long as he lived, he would never forget how beautiful she looked at this very moment. “You’re so fucking incredible.”
She smiled and stood up straighter as if his words gave her courage. When she took a step toward him, he expected her to pull him in for another kiss. Instead, she sank to her knees.
Her hands went to the button of his jeans. The tongue that darted out across her lips was going to be his undoing.
“Linz, you don’t have to do this.” But he made no move to stop her. The thought of her mouth around him made his cock throb.
When she slid his jeans and briefs down his legs, Foster enjoyed the way her eyes widened as his cock bobbed in front of her face. He was aching to thrust himself between her lips, but he took a deep breath, forcing himself not to rush. He wanted to savor this moment.
Linzee leaned in to swirl her tongue around the large head of his dick, tasting the pearl of arousal that already seeped from the tip. Her eyes looked up to him as if searching for approval. When he opened his mouth to speak, all that came out was a groan. His hands found her hair, needing to touch her.
He watched as she opened her mouth and slowly took him in. When she pulled away, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, he had to grit his teeth and clench his entire body to avoid shooting off in her mouth. He wanted nothing more than to wind a hand in her hair and fuck her mouth until he felt the back of her throat.
No woman had ever had the effect on him that Linzee did. He watched the movement of her head and her lips as he felt her tongue circling and rolling over his cock. She would pull him all the way out and let her tongue play along the slit before sucking him back in hungrily. After only a few thrusts, he could feel himself against her soft throat and it felt better than he’d imagined.
“Linz, stop.” His voice shook. “Sugar, you have to stop.” His hand gripped her hair to pull her way, and she let him go with a pop.
Chapter Fifteen
“But I want to taste you.” The plea came out on a little whine, but Linzee couldn’t help it. She’d made a lot of treats in her life, but none were as delicious as Foster Price, and she was anxious to greedily swallow him down.
“I’m not ready yet, little firecracker. I want to be inside of you.”
She bit her lip. “I don’t have any condoms, Foster. I know last time we didn’t use one, but we need to.”
The disappointment on his face was almost enough for her to say fuck it and let him bury himself in her pussy. She’d never wanted a man this way.
Then he brightened. Linzee watched as he quickly shed his clothes. “I want you to lie on the bed.”
The command in his voice told her not to argue. She stood up and laid down crossways on the king-sized bed in the center of the room. When Foster approached her, his eyes full of heat and longing, need overcame her, and she spread her legs in invitation.
But instead of climbing in between them, Foster went to the other side of the bed and lay down next to her so his head was near her hips. She looked down at him as he grinned. “Now it’s time for my treat.”
Linzee bit back a squeal as Foster reached to grab her hips. In one swift move, his strong hands pulled her on top of him, her knees straddling head, her pussy just above his face, and her mouth hovering over his cock.
His tongue trailed along the inside of her thigh, and Linzee could barely breathe. She didn’t know how she was going to concentrate, but she was determined to give Foster the best blowjob of his life. She opened her mouth and hungrily sucked him in. His deep moan vibrated against the lips of her pussy, and she could feel it to her very core.
In this position, she could take his length so much easier. One hand tightened on his thigh as the other came up to cup his balls, the weight of them heavy and satisfying in her hand.
She gasped around him as his mouth began to explore her pussy. His tongue started out stroking slowly along her lips, spearing into her before licking up to swipe gently over her clit.
She was so close already, could feel her thighs quivering around his head. Swallowing against him, Linzee felt him grow even harder as the head of his cock broached the back of her throat.
The lashes of his tongue against her clit were becoming more insistent. Almost there.
Foster settled his hands on her buttocks and squeezed, steadying her against his face so she couldn’t move her hips. When his lips formed suction around her clit, she thought she was going to pass out.
She began bobbing her head faster, taking him all the way down to
the root, sucking harder. She moaned around his cock as Foster’s tongue began to flick firmly back and forth over the very center of her clit.
At the first pulse of his cock in her mouth, Linzee exploded against him, her head a blur on his cock as her hand gently rolled and squeezed his balls. Her legs shook as she cried out around him, swallowing the ribbons of come that graced her throat.
She continued to stroke him slowly with her hand as she pulled her mouth off of him. Foster’s hands were still tight on her hips, holding her firmly against his mouth as his tongue worked to wring every last whimper and shudder from her body until she collapsed.
Her breath was ragged as she rolled off him. Her eyes closed and she tried to catch her breath as she felt Foster shift on the bed next to her. She opened her eyes to see his face hovering over hers, his blue eyes smiling down at her.
“Hi,” she said hoarsely.
“Hello, love.” He grinned, planting a kiss on her mouth. She didn’t think there had ever been anything as erotic as tasting herself on his lips. Her flavor combined with his on her tongue. She was so filled with love for this man that it almost hurt.
“If you enjoyed this, wait until you see how I celebrate Christmas morning.” He waggled his eyebrows, making her laugh. But her laugh turned to a squeak when pounding started on the door.
Ethan’s voice said, “You two had better not be doing what I think you’re doing in there.”
Foster’s eyes widened as Linzee clasped her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle.
“Uh, we’re just talking, brother,” Foster yelled toward the door.
“Fuck,” Ethan muttered on the other side of the door. “First my fucking kitchen and now my fucking bed. Someone needs to put those two in a cage.”
The grumbling continued and faded as Ethan stomped back down the hall.
Linzee erupted into a fit of giggles, causing Foster to chuckle as he pressed kisses all over her face.
“Life with you is going to be fun, sugar,” he said. “I love you.”
She leaned in for one sweet kiss wondering how she’d ever gotten so lucky.
The End
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