Page 5 of Filthy
“Shhh… someone is going to hear you.”
“Spoiler alert. The adults here all went to school with us. Everyone knows what I did to you on that table. It’s not a secret around here.”
I sucked on the delicate skin behind her ear without a care in the world. All I had planned to do was get a couple of drinks in us so we could have a civil conversation and make it through dinner with my family. Now it was late afternoon I was too drunk to drive, and I wanted to fuck her sweet pussy, not spend time with my family.
“Come on, let’s get out of here.” I said as my hand worked its way under her oversized hoodie just to be stopped by her body tensing the second I reached her soft belly.
“Stop, not there.”
“Yes, there. Everywhere. You know the rules.” I leaned my head back down and licked a long line from her ear as far down her neck as I could get, all while pushing past her hand that tried to stop me and griping her sides. “You’re perfect, Hattie, and I’m sorry it’s been so long since I’ve reminded you of that.”
Her sharp intake of air made me smile. My poor sweet girl needed this. She needed me, and for tonight… and maybe tomorrow I’d give her everything. Two days wouldn’t change things between us, I wouldn’t let it. I pulled back from her and adjusted myself before standing. My cock was hard as fuck and pissed I wasn’t stripping her down in front of all these people. I pulled two hundreds from my wallet and threw them down on the table. I’m sure it wasn’t that much, but hell, it was Christmas after all, and if the rumors were true, Mariah could use the extra cash. I reached my hand out for Hattie and steadied her as she stood. I knew she had drank too much; I had too, but it was the only way for us both to let our guard down. I knew what I was getting into and so did she. We just needed to work really hard to remember what that was.
I pulled her from the bar and out into the cold and watched as she looked up to the sky as the snow fell. She smiled as a snowflake landed on her dark brown eyelashes and I swear she looked like the girl I fell in love with before the world tore us apart.
“Come on, I know just the place we could go.” I said, pulling her down the street to my brother’s office building. Luckily I still had keys and opened the side door, ushering Hattie in from the cold.
“Damn, that was almost bad enough to sober me up.” I said as I brushed the snow from her hair and shoulders.
“I wish I could say the same.” She said, grabbing a hold of my arm to steady herself. “Why did you let me drink so much?”
“Because you are nicer to me when you are drunk.”
“That’s not true. I’m nice to you when I’m sober too.”
“Wanna bet?”
“I am. You’re the one who had me by the throat earlier today.”
“Oh, don’t pretend you didn’t love it.”
Hattie’s face blushed, and she looked away, trying to hide the smile. “I didn’t.”
“You did.” I stepped closer to her and caged her in against the wall. “The only thing you didn’t like about it was that I left that pussy of yours empty and needy.”
My lips grazed hers in the softest of kisses before I pulled back, looking at her to confirm my suspicions. Hattie was the easiest person on this earth for me to read. After so many years of fucking, and even more of friendship, I knew her better than I knew myself.
“Come on, little girl. Tell me you need me.” I reached for her jacket, pulling it from her body and shaking mine loose from my shoulders. The worst part about winter was how many layers of clothes we had to shed before I could get inside of her. “Tell me, Hattie, tell me what I want to hear.”
My hands ran up under her hoodie and I pulled the cups of her lace bra down, pinching her nipples and twisting ever so slightly. “Tell me.”
“Fuck, Nix.” she groaned and closed her eyes to the onslaught of emotions. “I need you.”
The words were more than an answer. They were a cry for help, and I was ready and willing to answer that call. I reached down and lifted her into my arms as her legs wrapped around me. We had so many fights over the years about me carryingher. My sweet little Hattie was convinced her body was too big, and it killed me when she would get self-conscious around me. That she easily let me lift her and walk with her to the office in the back was either a sign that she drank too much, or that she was finally letting go of some of the hatred she felt for herself growing up. I prayed the latter was true.
I felt her mouth on my neck and her hands in my hair as I pushed open the door to my brother’s office with my foot. I flipped the lights on because there was no way in hell I’d fuck this beauty in the dark. I was greedy, and I wanted to see everything she had to offer me. If all we had were these two days, then I wanted to make a million memories to carry me through the next year.
I laid her down on the couch and moved my lips to hers, more forcefully this time. Making it clear I wanted in. Her lips parted and my tongue danced with hers. She tasted of cinnamon and vodka and it was the best aphrodisiac I had ever tasted. I pulled away and began stripping away our boots and clothes. Whenever she’d reach a hand up to cover herself, I’d look over at her and she’d smile as I pulled it away.
“No hiding tonight, Hattie. It’s just you and me here.”
“I know. But it’s been a long time.”
I looked down at her in nothing but the black lace bra I felt earlier and a matching pair of panties. “Yeah, but you are even more gorgeous today than you were the day I met you.”
Her arms reached for me, and I covered her body with mine. The heat between us burned like a furnace on a cold winter’s night and I wanted nothing more than to be burned by it. I reached behind her and undid her bra, catching her breasts in my hands and lifting one to my mouth. She moaned as I sucked and nibbled at her in the way I knew she loved. When I pulled away she cried out, but I smiled knowing what my plans were for her. I pulled her panties from her and dragged them down herlegs, lifting them to me to smell her arousal as she covered her face and shook her head. I knew it always embarrassed her, but her scent would always send me into a frenzy and now wasn’t any different.
I sat back on the couch as she looked up at me. “Touch yourself, Hattie.”