Alluring Temptation (Bayou Stix #3) (22 page)

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hings with Clove have been great for the past six weeks. We’re getting to know each other and spending every second of our spare time together. I’ve been busy with the guys, trying to get the tracks sorted out for the new album and tour in a few weeks. She’s been insanely busy getting everything in order to kick off the website with Blue and Bradi. She’s had photo shoots and camera crews in and out of here.

They are set to go “Live” this week. If we didn’t live in the same house, things would not be going as well because we are both working full days and only really seeing each other at night. But it’s a good busy, and the more I get to know her, the harder I fall for her. We’re taking it pretty slowly, all things considered and I’m actually really enjoying it.

The band has finally settled on fifteen new tracks for the album and we have a week before we head into the studio to start recording it. We’re all in the media room at Dade’s and we have shit spread out everywhere.

Jude and Lexi returned from their honeymoon about six weeks ago and we’ve been busting ass on this stuff ever since. I am welcoming the little break from the chaos. It never bothered me before, but I have my lady now, and well, I want to spend some time with her.

Paw has also been asking to meet her, so I think a trip that way is in order this week, as well. Bradi, Blue, and Clove are together working on some last minute stuff for the Launch Party, being held Thursday night at Java and Sweeties. It’s slotted to be huge and we’re all VIP’s on the guest list. With Bradi’s marketing and Blue’s connections, the industry is basically coming to Baton Rouge this week. All of the papers are buzzing about it. Social media is abuzz and people are flying in from everywhere to attend the party. We’re so proud of them.

I bet Rock Hard Magazine and the idiot Jagger’s are shitting their pants. As they should. Blue is about to show them how insignificant they are. The only reason they are where they are is because of her.

Clove and I sleep together every night, though we have not actually had sex, yet. My body is yearning for her and I know she’s burning for me, too. It’s getting harder and harder not to just take her the longer we’re together. But I said I’d wait and I’m going to wait, but I’m pulling out all the stops, because I need to have her in every way possible, and soon.

I haven’t told anyone, but Alec is also looking for a place for me. I think I’m going to ask Clove to move in with me, so the place he finds needs to be perfect. I need a large house with room for a nursery and also a yard for him and any future babies to play in.

A few months ago, I’d have thought that the idea of having an actual baby and possibly more babies, of settling down with one person… would scare the shit out of me. But instead, with every passing day, the idea of losing Clove and of her deciding she doesn’t want me or realizing she’s too good for me, is what scares me.

Dade snapping in my face alerts me to the fact that I’ve apparently spaced out of the conversation. I look up and he’s standing over me with a grin. “My baby sister occupying your thoughts?”

Jude, Jessie, and Cruz all laugh. Flipping him off, I smirk and answer. “Yup. She’s naked, too.”

The guys almost fall over laughing and Dade shoves me. His look of disgust makes me laugh. I shove him back good naturedly. “Hey, you started it!”

Then, laughing at him as he tries to contain his discomfort at the idea of me picturing Clove naked in my mind, I stand up. I wasn’t thinking of her naked, but I am now. Slapping him on the back, I call out as I walk to the bar, “Relax. I wasn’t thinking of her naked. Not right this second, anyway.”

He mutters, “Asshole” and scrubs his hands down his face as he shakes his head.

Just then my cell pings with a text. Scooping it up, I swipe to see who it is.

“Clove

Hey sexy. Fancy a meal? About to head that way with Blue and Bradi. Erik, Lexi, Micah, and Alec are tagging along, too. Y’all about done?”

My goofy smile can’t hide my happiness. Jessie calls out, “Wipe that ridiculous smile off your face. You look like a dumbass.”

Jude slaps him up side the head and Cruz laughs as they start to wrestle. Nothing but a bunch of man children.

Dade rolls his eyes and walks to the bar to get a drink.

I text Clove back.

“Liam

Hey gorgeous. How are you feeling? We just wrapped up. Songs picked and we have a break for a few days before we head to the studio next week. Are you free for a few hours tomorrow? Someone really wants to meet you.”

She doesn’t reply immediately, so I walk over to Dade and sit down next to him. He’s staring into his whiskey. He’s been doing that quite a bit lately. He still acts the same around us, but when he’s alone, I catch him staring at nothing a lot, as if he’s somewhere else.

He glances towards me when I sit down. I pop open my beer. “What’s up, man?”

He looks at me and says distractedly. “I don’t know. What’s up?”

Rolling my eyes at him, I play with the label on my beer before glancing across the room. Jude and Jessie are rolling around on the floor and jabbing each other in the ribs. Cruz is just watching them with a slight smile. Turning back to Dade, I say quietly. “Everything ok, Dade? You seem kind of out of it every now and then lately.” He looks at me. “I mean, is it because I’m with Clove?”

That takes him by surprise. He shakes his head and chuckles. “Dude, seriously? Do you think I’d let you live in my house and sleep with my sister if I had a problem with you and her?”

Shrugging, I take a sip of my beer. “I don’t know. Probably not. If it’s not me and Clove, what is it? Something is on your mind, man.”

He smiles at me. “It’s not you and Clove. Trust me. I’m happy there’s a you and Clove. You two are a great couple. I mean that. She’s a lot more confident lately. I thank you for that. She came back from L.A. pretty broken, Liam. No man wants to see his baby sister like that.”

He sighs and traces the rim of his glass. “I raised her. She’s my sister, but I raised her for the most part. I wanted to kill him. I still want to kill him. To do that to her. To treat her that way… God! It killed me to have her call me when she found out. She pretended to be so strong, but I could tell it was killing her. I told her to come home, but she refused. She said she wasn’t going to come crawling back home just because she trusted the wrong man.” He closes his eyes. “Then a few weeks later, she called me to say she was pregnant. She was terrified. She hated L.A. and she hated the house. She couldn’t stand to be there. She didn’t want him to know. She never wants him to know that she’s pregnant.” He looks at me and really looks. “I’m glad she’s with you. You’re a good man, Liam. You’ve always been a good man. You’re the kind of man I wanted her to be with. And watching you two now… I’m glad you’re together.” He claps my shoulder. “I couldn’t have picked a better man for Clove if I tried. I mean that, man.”

My throat feels oddly tight. To have Dade tell me that. It really means something. I whisper out, “I- I think I love her, man.”

He smiles at me and winks. “I know.”

Huh? He knows? How does he know? I didn’t even know. Not until I said it. Well, shit! I love her. I love Clove.

My face must have my shock written all over it. He laughs again and gets up. He leans down, “Relax. She loves you, too.” He walks out of the media room.

My phone buzzes in my hand.

“Clove

I’m free tomorrow. And I’d love to meet him, too. On the way now. See you in a few. Get those lips ready for me.”

I stare at my phone. I’m in love with Clove. Dade says she’s in love with me. She’s meeting my grandfather tomorrow. And she’s having a baby. Two months ago, my life was completely different. Two months ago, I was not happy and I didn’t like myself very much. Two months ago, I would have laughed if someone had told me this would be my life now. I much prefer my life now.

I decide to go shave and brush my teeth before my girl gets home.

Whistling, I walk out of the room.

A knock at my bedroom door intrudes on my pep talk with myself about half an hour later. Before I can say “come in” she’s squeezing through the door. Her stomach is slightly rounded now. Watching her cross the room in the dresser mirror, I take in her figure. She’s still slim, but in her leggings and boots with her flowy top, her bump is slightly visible now. Stopping behind me she looks at me in the mirror. “Hi,” she says.

Turning, I smile down at her as I take her in my arms. “Hi.” She leans up and I lean down and our lips meet. It’s a slow exploration that quickly heats up. My hands knead her ass and her hands trail over my stomach. When we pull back, we’re both breathless. She exhales and wraps her arms around my neck. I lean into the curve of her neck and breathe in the scent that is all Clove. It’s like magnolia and cinnamon. It’s unique, just like her.

She squeezes my neck and runs her nails down my back until she reaches my jeans. Taking me by surprise, she cups my butt and pulls me into her. My eyes fly open and see her smirking at me as she licks her lips. Brushing her breasts against me, she purrs into my ear. “Liam, I’m ready.”

My libido takes off. Instantly, my cock is rock hard and ready to play. She reaches between us and strokes it through my jeans. I groan. Of course, she tells me
now,
when there are a hundred other fucking people in this house.

I mutter, “Right now?”

She chuckles and as she does, her breasts rub against me again. Shaking her head, she pats me gently and says, “No, not right now. Everyone is here. But tonight. I want you tonight. I’m ready, Liam and I want to be yours in every sense of the word.”

Does she think that this thing is going to go away when she says shit like that?!

“Um, well I can’t walk out there like this and you just told me I finally get to sink into heaven tonight, so yeah… this is not going away. Get out so I can take care of it and then I’ll meet you out there when I’m presentable.” I say sheepishly.

She laughs and it makes my heart sing. It also makes my dick jump. With a determined look on her face, she turns and walks across the room. I think she’s leaving and I’m going to go handle this in the bathroom, but she surprises me again by locking the door. She turns back to me with a sexy smile.

Oh no. No way. There is no way she’s doing this right now. Everyone is literally in the back of the house. I’m not going to be quiet. There’s no way I can be quiet. She has to leave. I can go into the bathroom, hammer it out, and then meet everyone. She needs to leave.

Walking back over to me, she licks her lips and reaches for my jeans. I half-heartedly try to stop her. Pulling me over to the bed, she stops as we reach the edge. My jeans seem to make a boom as the snap is unfastened. I can hear it and my ragged breathing as she lowers my jeans and boxers down my legs and pushes me back on the bed. Kneeling on the floor in front of me, she looks at me as she runs her tongue from my balls to the top of my cock, where pre-cum is already beading at the tip. She kisses it and licks the tip like a lollipop. I moan and watch as she opens her lips and my shaft disappears into her warm, wet mouth. Her head is bobbing and her hands are working me over. I’m not kidding, I’m already about to blow. She starts moaning and humming as she sucks. I have to grab my pillow and bite into it to stop from bellowing in my pleasure. My hips are thrusting up and she’s giving me the best blow job I’ve ever experienced.

We’ve had a lot of oral practice the past month.

I’m about to go and I moan for her to stop, but she looks at me, and shakes her head no and she sucks harder. She wants me to cum in her mouth?! She nods again as she bobs her head and as my dick hits the back of her throat one last time, my shout is muffled by the pillow. I cum and she sucks down every drop.

When I’m able, I open my eyes and see a very pleased Clove straightening her clothes. She winks at me. My mouth hangs open in shock and awe.

If I didn’t already love her, I do now.

Standing up, I straighten my appearance and kiss her deeply. I have never kissed a woman who’s just swallowed my cum. Never. I’ve absolutely refused to, but with Clove, I want to. No, I have to. She’s amazing.

Taking her hand, I kiss her palm and reach down between us. Before she understands what my intentions are, I slip my hands inside of her leggings and rub her through the drenched curls. Flicking her clit back and forth, I suck on her tongue, and within seconds she’s moaning into my mouth with her own orgasm.

Now it’s my turn to be pleased. Her eyes are glazed, her cheeks are flushed, and her body is shuddering from the orgasm. Leaning down to kiss her mouth, I remove my hand. Breaking apart, I lick my fingers, and then hold my hand in front of me for her to proceed me to the door.

As she walks by, she drags her hand against my crotch while she looks at me innocently.

We return to the media room and enjoy the night cutting up with our friends. Everyone stays late and by the time they leave, it’s after 1AM and Clove can barely keep her eyes open. I undress her and tuck her against me in the bed and we fall asleep with our hands crossed over her slightly protruding tummy.

Clove