Midnight with You Page 14

  After a whirlwind shopping trip, Bailey had decided to take Dara and Charlee to the Cracked Coconut. The girls insisted Bailey should call Seth to see if he wanted to go, too.

  Seth had said he’d enjoy accompanying them. He charmed Charlee and Dara even more than he had to begin with.

  Bailey smiled as she stared up at the ceiling. Seth Greer could charm the pants off every bronze statue around Courthouse Square back home in Prescott. Thing was, his charm was genuine.

  Her friends had certainly had fun at the Coconut. Not long after they’d all arrived, Charlee and Dara met a couple of good-looking men the same age as Bailey, who was twenty-five. Charlee and Dara were twenty-eight.

  “Cougars,” Bailey had teased them.

  The girls had danced and had fun with their “cabana boys.” Bailey didn’t think she’d ever seen Charlee turn loose like that.

  At the end of the night, the two had made plans with the cabana boys for tomorrow evening.

  Seth had escorted them back to the ‘Aina Kapu and had kissed her in front of her friends.

  And now, Bailey was in her room alone.

  All she could think about was him.

  She reached for her purse and dug out her phone before tossing the purse back on the nightstand.

  Awake? she texted Seth.

  A few moments later, Hi, sweetheart. Wide awake.

  Same here. What are you doing?

  Watching the Montana-Arizona basketball game.

  She typed back, One, it’s 3 a.m. in Arizona. Two, it’s not basketball season.

  You got me, sweetheart. Are you all tucked in now?

  Just lying on my bed and staring at the ceiling, thinking about you.

  His next message made her smile. That’s what I’m doing. Except I’m thinking about you, not me.

  She bit her lower lip. What are you doing over there, thinking instead of doing?

  A knock came at the door. She startled and dropped her phone, which slid off the bed and landed with a thump. One of the girls stopping by for some reason?

  She picked up her phone and left it on the nightstand as she slipped out of bed. She made her way to the door. She peeked through the peephole and caught her breath.

  Seth.

  Bailey grinned and opened the door. “What took you so long, Montana?”

  “I had a flat tire.” Seth scooped her up in his arms, and she giggled and held on. He let the door close behind him and he carried her straight to the bed.

  He dropped her on the center of the mattress and she laughed as she bounced. He kicked off his shoes before he knelt on the mattress and straddled her hips.

  “Hello, sweetheart.” He braced his hands to either side of her head and smiled down at her.

  “Hi.” She looped her arms around his neck. “Where were you to get here so fast?”

  “Sports Center in the Kahiko Lounge.” He brushed his lips over hers. “I couldn’t go to sleep knowing you were here and I wasn’t.”

  She gave him a suspicious look. “You had plans to come this way later, didn’t you?”

  He sat back on his haunches and raised his hands. “Guilty as charged.”

  “What if I’d been asleep?” Bailey grinned. “Would you have just gone back to your room?”

  “Nah.” He shook his head. “I would’ve knocked until I woke you up.”

  She pulled him down for a kiss.

  His warm, firm lips met hers and she sighed. He deepened the kiss and the intensity of it took her breath away.

  He stopped and drew back just a fraction, as if trying to catch his breath.

  “I love how you kiss,” she murmured against his lips, and felt his smile.

  He moved his lips to her ear. “My heart pounds so much with you around. And when you’re not around, I think about you all the time.”

  “It’s hard to pay attention to conversations when that happens.” She smiled when Seth lifted his head and met her gaze. “My friends have been teasing me all day. They know I’m thinking about you.”

  He pressed his lips to her forehead, her nose, her chin. “What are we going to do about it?”

  She skimmed her nails down his T-shirt, past his belly button to his waistband. “I can think of a few things.”

  His breath seemed to leave him in a rush when she reached inside his jeans and wrapped her fingers around his thickness.

  He was so hard in her hand. It filled her with a kind of high like no other to know that he was this aroused by her.

  “On your back, Montana,” she said with a devilish smile. “I’ve taken matters into my own hands.”

  His laugh sounded slightly strangled as he let her push him onto his back, her fingers still wrapped around him.

  He blew out his breath in a rush as she released his thick erection and moved so she was straddling his hips. She grasped his T-shirt and he helped her pull it over his head.

  “All your muscle and even your battle scars.” She ran her palms over his shoulders, his biceps and triceps. His skin was firm beneath her fingers as she moved them over his pecs and down his taut belly. “I can’t get enough.”

  “Take all you want,” he said with a smile as she met his gaze.

  “I will.” She lightly skimmed her fingernails down his chest and up again.

  “Sure you want to do this?” Seth settled his hands on her hips and ground himself against her as he pulled her down tight.

  Bailey gasped at the feel of all that hardness between her thighs. It was so difficult to keep going and not beg him to come inside her now.

  “Do what?” she murmured.

  “Tease me like this.”

  “You bet.” With a grin, she flicked her tongue over one of his flat nipples and he hissed his pleasure. “I do want to tease you.” The small nub grew hard as she sucked it before moving to his other one.

  His skin tasted salty and good, and she couldn’t get enough of his scent. It was a kind of male aphrodisiac that made her drunk with even more desire.

  Smiling with the power she felt, she rained soft, slow kisses on his skin, starting with his cheeks and forehead.

  “Bailey.” Her name came out of him in a low growl as she moved down to his belly button, kissing the soft flesh on the way. “Don’t you think you’re taking a little too long?”

  “Nope.”

  His abs were rock hard yet smooth beneath her lips. She made it to his jeans and kissed all along the waistband before reaching for the button with her fingers.

  He tried to help her unbutton them, but she pushed his hands away. “I’ve got this.”

  * * *

  Seth felt like he was going to come undone with the range of feelings and sensations Bailey put him through.

  She got the button undone and unzipped his jeans. Her fingers felt warm against his skin as she hooked her fingers in his waistband. He arched his hips slightly so that she could tug his jeans and his boxer briefs at the same time. She slid them all the way off and tossed both aside.

  Damn, but everything she did set him on fire.

  She stood beside the bed. When he moved, wanting to go to the beautiful woman, she held up her hand. “No.”

  He lay back on his pillow and watched her as she unzipped the dress she’d worn to the Coconut.

  His breath caught in his throat as she pushed the straps down each shoulder before she let the dress slide to the floor.

  A groan rolled out of him as she stood before him in a bra that pushed up her breasts and tiny panties.

  All that beautiful flesh that he had to touch and taste and become a part of.

  He wanted her. Needed her.

  Now.

  She shook her head as he started to move again. “Stay there.” Her tone was low and sensual, but firm.

  Her wicked smile told him he was in trouble.

  Somehow, someway, she would drive him out of his mind.

  She reached behind her and unfastened her bra. It dropped to the floor.

  He gulped down more air. H
er breasts were perfect for him. Handfuls with big nipples for him to suck and play with.

  “I’ve got to touch you.” He could hardly get the words out. “Don’t make me wait.”

  Her expression and her words were firm yet playful. “I’m having too much fun.”

  “Paybacks.” He couldn’t take his gaze off her body. “Remember what I told you last time. This time I really mean it.”

  Bailey gave him a naughty grin. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

  She bent over, her breasts on display as she pushed down her panties—slowly over her thighs…down her long legs…and over each foot as she stepped out of the silky things.

  Seth stared at the soft patch of hair at the apex of her thighs when she straightened. Beautiful thighs he wanted to be between at this very moment.

  She cupped her breasts and played with her nipples with her thumbs while she held his gaze.

  He just about came undone watching her.

  His mouth watered—he wanted to suck those nipples. His fingers ached to be touching her. He had to taste her again.

  Watching her was the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced.

  “Touch yourself.” Her voice sounded a little strained. “I want to see you play with your cock.”

  Holy shit. She was eating him alive.

  Was he going to survive this?

  Seth grasped his erection and slowly moved his hand from balls to tip. The sensations were heightened by watching her and imagining that he was inside her.

  He could come with just a few more strokes.

  “Hold on, Seth.” She whispered the words. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

  He groaned. “Bailey…”

  She continued to play with one nipple while she slid her other hand down her flat belly to her mound…and slipped her fingers into her wetness.

  His body ached for relief. Her moan of pleasure almost sent him over the edge.

  Everything she did drove him crazy. It made him feel alive in a way he’d never felt before. Alive and on fire.

  She watched him from beneath heavy eyelids as she stroked herself. She smiled, but he could tell it was as pained as he felt.

  “Don’t stop.” She pinched and pulled her nipple more and her fingers moved faster between her thighs. Her lips parted and another moan slipped from her. “I want you to come with me.”

  “Just say when, baby.” He ground out the words as he stroked himself harder. “I’m right there with you.”

  He could barely see Bailey with the power of the oncoming climax clouding his vision.

  Bailey cried out, “Now, Seth.”

  She screamed as she climaxed and Seth shouted from the strength of the orgasm tearing through him.

  Blinding pleasure and heat flooded his body. It seemed to go on and on, like it would never stop.

  His breathing came hard and rushed as he started to recover, the fire burning down a bit as his orgasm faded. His vision cleared some. In front of him, he saw Bailey on her knees, her fingers between her thighs, shudders wracking her slender body.

  He didn’t think his muscles would work as he slid out of bed, but he regained his strength when he got to his feet.

  After he cleaned up, he went to Bailey, scooped her up in his arms, and carried her back to the bed.

  * * *

  Bailey felt limp and boneless as Seth held her in his arms. He laid her gently on the mattress and slid into bed beside her.

  “That was one of the most amazing experiences ever.” She let out a long sigh. “I’ve never felt anything like that in my life.”

  “You’re telling me.” He kissed her brow. “You are incredible.”

  Her breathing slowed and so did his.

  She curled into him, sated—for the moment. “You’re pretty wonderful yourself.”

  He trailed his fingers over her shoulder, down her arm to her fingertips.

  Even with work-callused hands, his touch was light, almost delicate. And so very sensual.

  Her body slowly went from limp to alive with a kind of energy that filled her through.

  Desire caused a shiver to run through her as he slid his fingers ever-so-gently along her hip and down to her thigh.

  She placed her palm on his chest, but he shook his head. “My turn, sweetheart. I did promise you paybacks.”

  “Another time?” She shivered as he moved his fingertips down her bent leg to her knee. “I need you now.”

  “Nope.” He kissed her, moving his lips over hers whisper-soft.

  This man was amazing in so many ways.

  Right now he was driving her crazy—it didn’t count that she’d done the same to him. Okay, it did. But she needed him.

  For the rest of her life?

  He released his hold on her and eased down the bed. She sighed with pleasure as he skimmed his lips down the same path his fingers had taken. Bailey could barely breathe, and she could hardly force herself to not attack him right now.

  Soft moans rose from her throat as his lips brushed over her hip and continued on down to her thigh. He kissed the inside of her thigh, and it only made her want him more.

  She shivered as he flicked his tongue out at the back of her knee.

  “Please, Seth.” She had to force herself not to writhe beneath his touch. “Please come to me. Come inside me.”

  A rumble rose from his chest and it told her it was hard for him not to do just that.

  At the same time she was certain he was enjoying his erotic torture.

  “Just lay back and enjoy,” he said softly, before he skimmed his lips along her calf.

  “Sit back?” She groaned. “Are you crazy?”

  He gave a low laugh. “Yes, but you knew that.”

  She couldn’t help a smile, but then he licked the arch of her foot and she cried out with surprise and pleasure. She never knew having a man lick and kiss her foot could be so erotic.

  He sucked on her big toe and she almost came undone.

  “Seth.” She squirmed as he moved to her other foot. “That’s enough. You’re driving me out of my freaking mind.”

  “Good.” He sounded triumphant. “Mission accomplished.”

  She hit him on the head with a pillow.

  He laughed out loud. “That earns you more torture.”

  “Sorry, sorry, sorry.”

  “Too late.” The bastard tickled her foot.

  She giggled and twisted in his hold. “Nooooo.” He tickled even more and she giggled harder. “Seth. Please.”

  “You’re doing a lot of begging,” he said as if it was a serious matter. “I wonder what this will do.”

  He tickled her on the inside of her knee.

  She giggled almost hysterically. Her stomach started to hurt from laughing so hard. “Is sex supposed to be funny?”

  “It is now.” He laughed. “Erotic torture is awesome, don’t you think?”

  “Noooo.” She writhed. “I can barely breathe.”

  He stopped tickling her and ran his palms from her knees up to the top of her thighs. “Is that better?”

  A couple more giggles escaped her before she could calm down enough to say, “Yes.”

  Seth pressed her knees apart with his big hands and moved his hips between her thighs, spreading her wide.

  She went still. He was going to take her. Finally.

  He rubbed her wet flesh with the head of his erection. “Do you want this?”

  She gasped. “Yes. Yes, yes, yes.”

  “Hmmm.” He braced his hands on her knees and grinned at her. “Nope.”

  “What?” She almost threw another pillow at him, but she didn’t want him to tickle her again.

  He lowered himself between her thighs and moved his mouth close to the soft patch of curls.

  “Is this what you want?” he murmured before running his tongue along her soft flesh.

  Bailey nearly came off the bed with the wildness of the sensations tearing through her. “Yes.”

  Seth paused to blow air s
oftly against her and she nearly screamed. “What are you doing to me?”

  “What do you think?” He kissed her clit and out of nowhere, she almost climaxed.

  She managed to say, “You’ve gotten your revenge.”

  “Have I?” He moved his mouth close to her center and drew in a deep breath. “Maybe.”

  He ran his tongue along her wet flesh and her mind started spinning. With every soft flick of his tongue, she flew closer and closer to the peak.

  She was so close, so close—

  He buried his face hard against her.

  She screamed. In the back of her mind, she wondered if the neighbors could hear her in their rooms.

  If her friends could hear her all the way down the hallway.

  If they could hear her at the beach.

  But she really didn’t care.

  All she cared about was the man stroking her between her thighs with his tongue. He drove her on and on until she climaxed not once, but two more times.

  Tears rolled down her cheeks as he finally stopped driving her onward.

  She took in great gulps of air as she fought to come back down to earth.

  Her mind whirled. Her body sang. Her blood thrummed in her ears.

  Seth eased up her body and took her into his arms, holding her close until the last shudder.

  She sighed and looked up at him. “You’re wearing me out.”

  He grinned. “Turnaround is definitely fair play.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “I suppose you’re too tired…”

  “Oh, no.” She shook her head. “You are not teasing me anymore.”

  “Me? Teasing you?” He gave her a good attempt at an innocent look.

  She returned with a frown. “Not flying, Mr. Greer.”

  He grinned. “What happened to Montana?”

  “Shut up.” She rolled out of his arms and climbed on top of him in a quick movement. “Have you forgotten I’m a barrel racer and know how to ride?”

  “Nope.” He grasped her hips. “Have you forgotten I know how to bareback a wild mare?”

  Bailey lost it and almost collapsed in another fit of giggles.

  She got herself under control and fought against another giggle. “Okay, this is serious now.”

  He grinned. “Is it?”

  “Definitely.” She rose and grasped his thick erection and placed it at the entrance to her core. “You ready for that ride, Montana?”