Peep (Brighten Sisters Book 2) (10 page)

I
’m in love
. Okay not really, but I’ve never felt this way. I mean that can’t be real, right? I just met this girl, but I feel like I’ve known her my whole fucking life. She’s my dream girl, my fantasy, and that makes it all the better. She’s asleep in my arms and I’m staring at her like a damn lunatic. Thank God she’s sleeping.

“Will you stop staring at me?” Samantha says out of nowhere.

I jump, completely caught off guard and caught red handed. I feel like a tool.

“Are your cheeks turning red?” she asks as she twists in my arms to get a better look at me.

“Are you fucking laughing at me?” I ask in my most masculine voice. She giggles and the sound gives me butterflies. Fucking. Butterflies. I’m a pussy. It’s official.

I flip her over onto her back again and pin her hands above her head. She’s still giggling. “If you don’t stop that I’m going to fuck you again and we both know your body isn’t ready.”

She sighs. “As much as I wish we could you are right. I’m spent and neither of my holes is open for business.”

I snort at her comment. “Your holes? That’s so sexy, Sam.”

“I like it when you call me Sam. It’s what my friends call me.”

“Well, we’re friends aren’t we?”

“Yeah, well, I guess-I mean sure,” she stutters.

I can’t fight the full smile that breaks across my face. She’s completely flustered. “Sam, are you trying to tie me down? Do you think we’re in a relationship?” I’m being an ass just so I can fluster her more and it’s working. She looks like she could be sick.

“No-no. We just met. I would never expect this to be anything more than it is. A one-night stand works for me.” She is such a bad liar.

“Good. I would be halfway out that door right now if you would’ve said anything different. I do not do relationships.” Her face pales. The disappointment is so clearly written across her face. I’m an ass for keeping this up.

“I’m going to get going.” She flies up frantically, searching for her clothes. When her head flips around in my direction again, I want to punch myself in the junk.

Tears. She’s about to lose it any second.

“Sam, come here.” I grab her arm and pull her into my chest. “I was just messing with you. God, I’m a fucking dick. I didn’t mean any of it. I
want
to see where this goes.” She looks up hopeful.

“You do?”

“Yes, you have no clue how much. This isn’t just a fling for me. I want to take you on a date.” She’s smiling ear to ear now. “Samantha, would you like to go to dinner this evening?”

“This evening?”

“Yes. It’s two o’clock in the morning which means it’s another day. We’ll go to dinner tonight.” I wink, eliciting her full, beautiful smile.

“Thank you, Adam. I can’t wait.” She beams.

I lie down, bringing her to lay on top of my chest.

She flips around to face me. She grins as she dips down towards my dick.

“What are you doing?” I smile through the words knowing full well what my girl is up to.

“You know how I said my holes aren’t available? I forgot about one and it’s desperate to have you.” She looks sultry and completely edible.

“Is that so? Well who am I to argue.” I lay back and get comfortable.

“Mmmhhh…” She murmurs around a mouthful of my cock.

She gets to work sucking the tip while cupping my balls and periodically stroking from the base to the tip. Her tongue playing a slurping rhythm that has me painfully hard. She picks up the tempo stroking, licking, sucking and begins to moan as if she herself is getting pleasure out of this act. It’s just what I need to tip over the edge. I try to pull out of her mouth but fuck if she doesn’t hold me still. I grunt out my release as her mouth fills with my cum.

As she laps at my dick I fall into a near paralysis. I’m bone tired and she has to be too. We clean up and I bring her to lay back on my chest. I play with her hair until she falls asleep. I’m just about to pass out when I hear my phone vibrating next to me. I reach for it with my free arm, bringing it to my face. I see Carly’s name lighting up the screen.

Shit.

I let it go to voicemail and she doesn’t leave a message. A few seconds later, I see the text icon. I flip it open to read.

My meeting went fabulous. Thanks for asking. See you tomorrow lover.

This thing with Samantha-Sam-my Sam, changes everything.

M
y arms stretch
above my head as a moan escapes my lips. My whole body aches, but it’s a perfect ache, one that reminds me of last night’s delicious activities.

Last night was quite the eye opener for me. The connection to Adam is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before and to realize he feels the same way is life changing. It’s like we’re soul mates, our bodies and minds in complete sync. My lips turn up into a huge smile at the revelation.

I can hear the steady cadence of Adam’s breath. Quietly, I attempt to slide out of bed. But just as I’m lifting my body up, I feel two strong arms wrap around me.

“And where do you think you’re going?” His voice is raspy, still laced with sleep, making my insides tingle. Tightening his grip, he pulls me back and I fall onto his bare torso. His rough hands trail patterns on my skin, starting at my naval and working upward until he reaches my erect nipples.

“
I
’m not
ready to get out of bed yet. Sit on my face.”

My heart races at his words and I’m quick to oblige. Lifting out of his arms, I pull up and align my body above him. His nose tickles the skin on my upper leg.

“You are amazing,” he grits out as I feel him embed his teeth into the subtle flesh of my thigh, then start to nip at me. “Let’s see how good you taste this morning.”

My thighs part in offering, begging him to feast on me. His breath tickles me and I can feel his tongue wet against my damp skin. His rough hands grip my ass as he holds me above him. With each lap of his tongue, my body moistens more and a shiver runs down my spine as the need for more friction intensifies. I grind my pussy down on his face.

His bracketed hands tighten around me as my body begins to soar, rising to crescendo. The surge of release is so close I can taste it. His tongue traces the seam of my slit then sucks roughly on my clit. “That’s it. Come!”

His voice is enough to push me over the edge and I start to shake and convulse, coming hard and fast. All of sudden I’m lifted off his face and he moves my body down to hover over his. His hot, thick cock teases my entrance. With no warning I’m pulled down, my pussy parting for him as he shoves forward, pushing inside me further and further.

Inch by inch.

Stretching me completely…

Filling me…

Once fully seated, he pulls me off. I feel like I might die waiting for him to enter me again. Just as my pussy starts to vibrate from need, he thrusts back in, deep and hard. His pace becomes frantic with need. Pumping harder into me, picking up speed and friction, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. My inside walls clench around him as he continues sliding in deep and I feel myself pulsating on his shaft as his warmth fills me.

“God, you’re amazing,” he breaths out. “I’ll never get enough of you. Never…” He trails off as he starts peppering kisses down my chin and across my jaw.

I won’t ever get enough of him either. I sigh contentedly.

“So what do you want to do today?” Adam asks.

“I figured I would go home and shower so that when we… We’re still going out to dinner, right?”

“Yeah, of course. Why?” He pulls back from my neck and lies back down. Our eyes meet, his narrowing slightly as he waits for my answer.

“I – I just wasn’t sure…” I whisper, biting my lip.

“Sam, this, us, this is real. I feel it too. You don’t have to be nervous or think I’m done. I’ll never be done. Do you understand that? You’re mine and now that I found you, I’m not letting you go. Ever.”

His words knock the wind out of me. I try to speak, but no words surface. He laughs as he leans forward, capturing my mouth and parting my lips. His tongue sweeps against mine.

Licking.

Stroking.

After a few moments, he pulls away. “Come on lets go take a shower or we’ll never leave this bed,” he says through labored breathing.

I oblige.

I
just dropped
Sam off to get ready for tonight when my phone starts vibrating in the cup holder to my right. I glance down to see Carly’s name lighting up the screen yet again. The girl is persistent, but I knew this about her. I hit accept.

“Carly.” My voice is clipped.

“Adummmmmm. What the heck? You stood me up and you’re ignoring my calls,” she whines. It’s annoying.

“Sorry, I’ve been busy. Listen, Carly, I’m done with Plunge. I’m going to take a job with my dad and I can’t have both lives.” It’s true. In fact, my dad would kill me.

“Are you fucking kidding me? You could’ve given me a heads up, Adam. I have to find someone else and that’s going to take time. I’m going to lose tons of money. This is bullshit!” She’s livid and I don’t blame her. I should have given her some notice, but there’s no way that I’m making another film and fucking things up with Sam.

“Sorry, Carly, I really am. I can give you names of some guys I know who will be all for it.”

“That’s not the point, Adam. Girls pay to see you, not me. Our main demographic is female.”

“Then start working the fucking male end, Carly. Step up your game. The days of you living off my cock are done.” Fuck her.

“You’ll regret this, Adam.” She hangs up without another word.

I won’t regret it. In fact, now that I’ve met Sam I regret having ever been involved with Plunge. Outside of the fact that I met her, of course. The fact she even wants to be with me knowing my past is a miracle. I’m not going to fuck it up for money and definitely not for Carly.

I pull into the parking lot at the local florist. I’m bringing her flowers tonight. She deserves them. Just thinking about her makes me smile.

I sound like such a fucking girl.

I grab my phone and dial my buddy Bryce. “Hey,” he answers.

“Hey, man. You interested in some serious cash?”

“You know it. What’s this about?” he asks half-interested.

“You know that Plunge site? The main star, Carly, is looking for a partner. I know her and she asked me to hook her up with someone clean.” Half-truths.

“Yeah, send her my info, man. I’m game for nailing that piece.”

I cringe. I don’t care about Carly, never have, but the thought of passing partners makes me feel slightly sick. “No problem.” I hang up the phone and shoot Carly an olive branch.

Bryce. Give him a call. He’s a good dude and clean.

I plug in his number and hit send. When she sees Bryce, she’ll forget all about my leaving her hanging. The girls fall all over themselves for him.

I head inside the flower store and I’m immediately assaulted by a thousand different scents. I walk towards the roses because what girl doesn’t like roses? The lady behind the counter steps out.

“Can I help you with something?”

“I’m going on a first date tonight and I really want to make it special for her.”

“Hmmm. Red roses? I don’t think so. They aren’t first date flowers. Roses symbolize love and passion,” she says off-handed.

“Uh, okay, what would you suggest?” I came for roses, but she’s the expert on flowers for every occasion. As much as I feel like I’m falling for Sam, I’m not ready to go throwing the L-word around.

“How about a bouquet of pink roses? Or perhaps pink and white mixed roses?” She looks at me expectantly.

“I thought you just said roses say I love you?” I ask confused.

“I said red roses. Pay attention.” She smiles, showing she’s teasing me.

“A bouquet of pink and white roses it is.”

She smiles wider and heads off to do her thing. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I dread to look. I don’t want Carly to spoil any more of my day. When I see Samantha’s name, my shoulders loosen and a wide smile forms.

I can’t wait for tonight.

That one sentence has me feeling light and totally forgetting the issues of earlier. This girl is changing everything.

“I’m going to also need to place an order for delivery tomorrow morning.” I’m doing this right. She deserves a prince. I pick out a bouquet of some purple flower that the florist suggests. I head to the cash register and am checking out when she asks for the name of the recipient.

“Samantha,” I respond.

“I’m going to need first and last name along with the delivery address.”

It occurs to me that I’m falling for a girl and I don’t even know her last name. It’s ridiculous. I shoot out a quick text.

Me: What’s your last name and your address?

Sam: Brighten ☺ 78 Ridge Street. Apt 4e

I smile. Samantha Brighten. It suits her.

I pay, grab Sam’s roses and head towards the door with a little skip in my step.

I would never admit it, but I just might be in love. It’s crazy, completely stupid, and 100% too soon, but I can’t help it. She’s ingrained herself into my system and I don’t see things changing. I’m going to woo my girl tonight because one thing is for sure.

She’s mine.

B
rushing
my hair from my face I step away from the mirror and walk into my closet to grab a cardigan to wear on top of my dress. As I pull it off the rack, there’s a knock on my door, so I slip it on quickly. My heart thrums in my chest with excitement and anticipation for my first date with Adam. I can’t believe he’s taking me to dinner. I can’t believe
any
of this is really happening. One minute I’m bored and lonely playing online, and the next I’m off to a romantic dinner with my dream man.

Swinging the door open, my breath rushes out of me as I’m met with the most devastatingly handsome man I have ever seen. Adam is perfection.

His hair is tousled and he looks delectable. He’s holding the most beautiful bouquet of flowers. My eyes widen and I feel my face flush.

Adam flashes me a smirk that makes me go weak in the knees. I want to forgo our date and pull him into my bedroom to have my way with him.

“None of that, beautiful. I intend to feed you
food
before we come home for dessert.”

I pout my lip and he lets out the most beautiful laugh while leaning in to capture my mouth with his. His lips tickle mine as he pulls away. “We have a reservation in fifteen minutes at Rock, the new Asian fusion restaurant in the meat packing district.”

My mouth splits into a huge smile. “I’ve been dying to go there! How did you get a reservation on such short notice?”

“I know people,” he says with a wink and I feel my insides burn, jealousy coursing through me. I have no idea who he knows, but my mind goes straight to a girl. I shake it off. I know I can’t act like that. Who am I to be jealous and who am I to assume?

“You really do look beautiful by the way. After dinner, I’ll show you just how beautiful.” He smirks and my insides go gooey.

“Come on, if we stay here one more minute with you giving me those eyes, I’ll fuck you right here against the door frame. I’m sure your neighbors would love that.”

I quickly put my flowers in a vase of water and walk back to my waiting prince. Taking my hand in his, he pulls me into the hallway and towards the elevator.

F
ifteen minutes
later we arrive at Rock. A tall, willowy blonde smiles as she shows us to our intimate table in the lounge area. Blood-red velvet benches span the wall with glass tables in front. I love the look of this place. Classy yet it evokes the feeling of sin.

“Your server will be with you in just a moment. Here’s the sushi menu if you would like to take a look.” She saunters off gracefully and I turn to Adam.

“So what looks good?” I ask, gesturing to the menu. Adam’s brows perk up and he gives me a wicked gleam. “Food, Adam. Food.” He looks so damn sexy that I might take him up on it—
soon
.

He leans closer into me and the fragrance of his cologne infiltrates my nose. He smells good enough to eat. God, I’ll never get enough of this man. An overwhelming urge to drag him into the bathroom comes over me.

“So, family?” Adam asks.

“My parents live in Syracuse and I have two sisters. I’m the oldest and then it’s Courtney. She just graduated from Stanford and is living in upstate New York working for the governor. The baby is Tiffany and she’s a junior at NYU. You?”

“Only child. My mom died a few years ago from cancer.” This I knew from working for his dad. It was a sad time for everyone and Paul took it extremely hard.

“I’m sorry,” I say lamely.

He gives me a small smile. “I want to know more about you.”

“Like?” I ask cheekily.

“What’s your middle name?”

Oh God.
He’d have to ask. I scrunch my nose at him.

“That bad, eh?” He laughs.

“Ruby.” I cringe.

“Samantha Ruby Brighten. That has a ring to it.” He chuckles.

“It’s a family name. My great grandmother’s name was Ruby. So, of course, the oldest would be blessed with it.” I roll my eyes and send a silent sorry up to my grams.

I have to use the ladies room, so I scan the room to see where it is. Just as the door to the bathroom comes into view, a woman walks out. Her face looks vaguely familiar but the light is so dim. I can’t be sure where I know her from. Our eyes meet and hers dart from me to Adam and back again, a scowl present on her flawless face. Her eyes narrow and she continues to stare at me as she walks back to the bar to join the man she’s with.

With eyes still fixed on me, she pulls out her phone and starts to type. A phone pings and I look around to see where the sound is coming from. Adam pulls his phone out and swipes the screen. Our bodies are so close I can’t help but peek over to see what the text says.

Carly: You left me for that?

A chill runs up my spine. Who the hell is that? I take one closer look and it hits me like a freight train. She’s CoxlvrCarly.

I feel sick.