Enchanted Enough, page 16
“Put your legs over my shoulders, princess,” I said, as I slipped my hands under her ass.
“Beck,” she whispered, her hand going into my hair and pulling me toward her. “Please.”
“You never have to beg.”
I buried my face between her legs, and Avery let out a soft cry of surprise.
“Oh my God. Oh…God…oh…yes!”
I looked up to see her hands were now on her breasts, and I nearly exploded in my pants. She was playing with her nipples and squeezing her tits in the most glorious way.
Then she was back on her elbows, and her eyes met mine. “That feels…oh God!”
She gasped when I slipped my fingers inside her and moved in and out. My mouth covered her clit, and I sucked and flicked it with my tongue.
Avery dropped back onto the bed, her hands in my hair again, holding me where she wanted me as she rocked against my mouth.
“Beck! Oh God. I’m going to come! Don’t stop!”
I flattened my tongue along her clit as she moved faster in time with my fingers. Then she exploded, my name on her lips like it was last night. Her fingers dug into my scalp. I pulled my fingers out and replaced them with my tongue. The taste of her was fucking amazing.
“Stop! Wait!” she gasped, trying to move away, but I refused to allow it as I licked and sucked every drop of her. “Beck!”
Finally removing my mouth, I looked up at her. Her eyes had a dreamy, faraway look.
“How was that?” I asked, placing another kiss on her inner thigh.
She slowly shook her head. “I think I left my body. That was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. It was better than any vibrator.”
I laughed as I stood and pulled my shirt over my head. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should,” she said between breaths. “I’m going to need to start every day like that, please and thank you.”
Laughing again, I started to unzip my jeans when I heard something outside. “What was that?”
Avery was still coming down from her orgasm, so she just sighed. “My heart finding its way back into my chest, I think.”
I moved to the bedroom window and looked out—only to jump back. “Fuck!”
“Yes, let’s do that now.”
Turning to look at Avery spread out like a goddess on her bed, her eyes filled with desire, I cursed my bad luck.
“Can I be on top? I’ve never been on top.”
“Jesus,” I said, as I rushed over and grabbed my shirt. Pulling it over my head, I asked, “Is there another way out of your house besides the front door?”
She stared at me, confused. “Why are you getting dressed?”
The muffled sound of her mother calling out her name caused Avery to fly out of bed.
“My mother’s home!” she whisper-shouted.
Picking up her shirt, I threw it at her. “Not just your mom, your dad too.”
Her eyes widened in horror. “Oh my God. He’ll kill you if he finds you in here.”
I glared at her with a no shit expression.
She covered her mouth with a hand and walked over to me. “You’re going to have blue balls again,” she whispered sadly.
“I’d rather have that than your father ripping them off and shoving them down my throat.”
Avery turned one way, then another, as she looked around the room in a mild panic. She spotted her sweats and quickly put them on. Her mother called out her name again.
Rushing to the door, Avery opened it, calling out to her mom. “I’m about to jump into the shower. What are you doing home?”
I heard Merit walking up the steps, and Avery started to wave her hand for me to get away from the door. It was my turn to turn in circles, looking for a place to hide. In the end, I dove under the bed.
“Your father had the wrong date written down.”
“Oh. I see.”
I closed my eyes. Avery’s voice sounded breathy.
“Are you okay?” Merit asked. “You look flushed. Do you feel good?”
A bubble of laughter slipped from Avery. “Yes. I feel fine.”
“What is Beck’s rental car doing here?”
I closed my eyes. Should I call my grandfather now and tell him goodbye? That I was sorry I came to Montana and it had led to my untimely death?
“He met Bradly here, and they went somewhere on the ranch.”
The lie came so quickly, I wasn’t sure if I should be worried or impressed.
“Oh, that’s nice.”
“Yeah, I think we’re going to go to town when they get back.”
“You and Beck, or with your brother and Mackenzie?”
“No, just me and Beck.”
“Don’t forget about lunch with the girls today.”
“I won’t. I’ll probably just meet you all there since I’ll be with Beck.”
I tried to look and see if I could glimpse her mother.
“He’s such a handsome young man.”
“Mom…”
Smiling, I attempted to stay as quiet as I could. At least I had Merit on my side.
“Well, he is. And your father likes him.”
Until he finds me under his daughter’s bed.
“Does that mean if we went out on a date, you’d both be alright with it?”
There was a moment of silence, and I held my breath. “I would be. And I think your father would as well. The only problem I see, Avery, is that he lives in Texas.”
“That’s the only problem? What about the age difference?”
Merit laughed. “That doesn’t bother me. I would just hate for you to fall for this man, and he ends up leaving. And I certainly don’t want you following him to Texas.”
Avery let out a nervous laugh. “I’m not going to Texas, Mom. Montana is my home, and I can’t see me ever leaving.”
A strange feeling hit me in the middle of my chest. I frowned. I was already caught up in wanting to be with Avery, this living in the moment I wasn’t so sure about.
“Okay, well, I just wanted to let you know we’re home. Your father went back to bed. I think I’ll grab the book I’ve been reading and snuggle up next to him. It’s a rare day we can just sit around and do nothing.”
“You should definitely do that,” Avery said a little too quickly. “I mean, why not just chill for a bit.”
I heard movement, then what sounded like a kiss. “I agree. Let us know when you leave with Beck.”
“Will do.”
The sounds of footsteps walking away, followed by the soft click of the door, had me letting out a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding.
“Beck?” Avery whispered.
Crawling out from under the bed, I saw her rushing over to get her phone. She hit a few things, then held the phone up to her ear.
“Bradly! Where are you?”
I looked for my own phone and didn’t find it. I must have left it down in the rental.
“Okay, well, I’m sorry I interrupted your morning with Mackenzie. Listen, if Mom or Dad asks, Beck was with you this morning. You showed him…whatever it is you would show him.” A pause. “It doesn’t matter why I need you to go along with it.” Her hand went to her hip. “Fine. Mom and Dad were supposed to be gone this morning, but Dad got the date wrong. Beck’s here, in my room, and his rental is parked outside. I told them he met you.”
I gave her a look that said I couldn’t believe she’d said all that to her brother. She shrugged. Then closed her eyes and clenched her jaw.
“Oh my God, Bradly, are you serious right now? Nothing happened. Really.” Her eyes narrowed. “Do you remember that glass trophy Dad had for that bull riding thing he did when he first started, the one that he loved so much?” An evil smile appeared on her face. “Oh, yes, I will.” Another pause. “Thank you. One more thing—how do I get Beck out of the house without Mom and Dad seeing him?”
She nodded, said “okay” a few times, then ended the call.
“How do I get out?”
“Through the front door.”
My shoulders fell. “Are you serious?”
“Well, Bradly actually suggested you climb down the tree outside his old room. That’s how he used to sneak in and out, but with the snow, I don’t think that’s an option. Come on.”
She grabbed my hand and quietly opened her bedroom door. We both stuck our heads out, and when we didn’t hear anything, Avery softly tiptoed down the hall. She frantically waved her hand for me to follow, so I did.
Once we got to the steps, she motioned for me to walk down the left side. We carefully and painstakingly went down one step at a time. Once we got to the last step, she stopped and listened again. Then she gave me a push. I quickly made my way through the house to the front door. Carefully opening it, I slipped outside.
Avery grabbed my hand and pulled me to a stop. “Kiss me before you go.”
I blinked at her several times. “Are you serious?”
She nodded.
Leaning down, I wrapped my arm around her, drew her close, and kissed her. When our tongues touched, she let out a soft moan. Drawing back, I kissed her nose. “Call me when you want me to pick you up.”
“Give me thirty minutes to get changed, then ring the doorbell.”
“Where should I go between then and now?”
Her eyes moved past me. When I followed her gaze, I saw the barn.
“You want me to hide in the barn?”
“Do you have a better idea?”
I kissed her once more, turned, and started toward the barn, instantly remembering that I wasn’t wearing a jacket and praying the damn thing was heated.
Chapter Sixteen
AVERY
With my fingers to my lips, I dashed back into the house, softly shut the door, and made my way up to my room.
My entire body was still humming after Beck’s attentions. When I stepped into my bathroom, I shut the door and sagged against it. If my parents had come home minutes sooner or later, we would have been caught. I slapped my hand over my mouth until the threat of laughter slipped away.
Turning on the water in the shower, I stripped out of my clothes and stepped under the hot spray, careful not to get my hair wet. Quickly washing my entire body, I rinsed and stepped out of the shower. Reaching for a towel, I dried off, wrapped it around my body, then headed to my closet.
After spending way too much time finding something to wear, I ended up with a pair of jeans, a cashmere sweater, and boots that were not practical at all for snow. I looked in the mirror and smiled. “At least you look cute.”
The doorbell rang, and I realized I hadn’t even had time to put on makeup. I blew out a breath and quickly started down the steps.
“I’ve got it,” my father said, walking much faster than he normally would.
“I thought you were taking a nap,” I said, following behind him.
Ignoring me, he opened the door and smiled. “Beck. How was your time with Bradly?”
Beck’s smile faltered some, and I willed him to stay calm.
Don’t break. Don’t break. Don’t break.
Right at that moment, Bradly came walking up. “Hey, Dad. I thought you were volunteering this morning?”
My father looked between my brother and Beck before he answered. “I got the wrong day.”
Bradly laughed. “Bet Mom was pissed.”
My father let out a huff and motioned for Beck to come in. “Where’s your coat?”
“In the rental,” Beck answered with a smile.
“So what are you and Avery going to do this morning?” my father asked.
“I thought I’d take Beck to that new kolache place on Main.”
Bradly pouted. “What? That place is amazing! The cherry kolaches are the best.”
I smiled and reached into the closet to get my coat. My gloves were in the pockets, and I pulled them out. “They are. So are the apple ones.”
“Avery, don’t forget the lunch plans with the girls. We’re meeting them at one-thirty,” Mom said as she walked up and stood next to my father.
Beck helped me put on my coat, and my heart skipped a little in my chest. He was so thoughtful and such a gentleman—except in the bedroom. My cheeks instantly heated at the thought.
“Why are you so flushed, Avery?” Bradly asked, a knowing smirk on his face.
“I was rushing to take a shower and get ready,” I replied, trying my best not to look at Beck or Bradly. Instead, I made the mistake of looking at my mother, who raised a single eyebrow.
Shit.
I averted my eyes and looked at my dad. He was clueless, thank God.
Clearing his throat, Beck said, “Should we head out?”
“What are you doing after breakfast?” Dad asked, walking us to the door.
Beck and I looked at each other before I finally said, “Just showing Beck around the area. Nothing big.”
“Well, have a good time, and be careful driving on the roads, Beck. They’re all clear now, but there’s a chance of a storm coming in later.”
With a nod, Beck said, “Will do, sir.”
He placed his hand on my lower back and kept it there as we walked down the steps and to his rented SUV.
“Do you think they suspect anything?” he asked softly, holding the door open as I slid in.
“Nope.”
I decided not to tell him that I was pretty sure my mother knew. Of course, he was aware Bradly knew he’d at least been in my room…and I knew my brother wasn’t going to let that one go for a very long time. I pushed the thought away.
Once Beck was in the car, he started it, turned around, and headed down the drive.
“So, what should we do after we go to the kolache place? It’s Sunday, so I’m thinking most everything is going to be closed today or not opening until later.”
Turning in the seat, I just stared at him.
He glanced my way quickly and asked, “What?”
“Beck…we’re alone.”
He smiled and reached for my hand, bringing it to his mouth. “I know. This’ll be fun.”
I wanted to laugh. How was he not putting two and two together?
Clearing my throat, I pulled out my phone and looked something up. The address for Bitterroot Inn was quickly entered into my GPS, and I hit Go. The directions started to play through the speaker on my phone.
“Where are we going?” Beck asked.
“We’re going to 139 Bitterroot Plaza Drive.”
It only took him about five seconds, and he laughed. “The hotel.”
“Yes. The hotel. There is no way anyone or anything can interrupt us there.”
“Don’t say that!” he said with a look in my direction. “You’ll jinx us.”
I giggled. “How was your day yesterday with your uncles?”
He didn’t say anything for a minute. “I guess I need to get used to hearing that. Do you think they mind that I’m not calling them uncle?”
Shrugging, I replied, “I don’t think it bothers them, but then again, I don’t think I should be answering for them, either.”
“Yeah.”
“But the day was good?”
A wide smile spread over his face. “It was really awesome. I got to meet Blayze and Hunter. They’re both great. Blayze was interesting to talk to. He wanted to know all about my grandfather’s ranch, and we chatted about that for quite a bit.”
“That’s good. Were you able to meet anyone else?”
He nodded. “Lily and Maverick, and of course you know I met Josh and Nathan. Stella mentioned something about planning a family dinner before I leave to head back to Texas.”
An ache developed in my chest at the mere mention of Beck leaving, but I did my best to ignore it.
“Brock, Ty, and Tanner took me somewhere that, um…well…it left me feeling pretty emotional afterward.”
I adjusted in my seat so I could look at him. “Where?”
When he didn’t say anything, and seemed to be struggling to hold back his emotions, I reached for his leg and placed my hand on his thigh.
“Beck? Are you okay?”
He let out a humorless laugh. “Yeah, so sorry. I’m trying to get myself in check.”
“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”
Beck snuck a look at me and smiled, which made my heart skip a beat.
“They brought me to an area that was my father’s,” he said. “Where he was going to build a house. You can even see where he’d cleared some trees for that very reason.”
I could feel tears pricking at the back of my eyes. That had to have been emotional for Beck and his uncles.
“It was the strangest thing, Avery. I swore…I swore I could feel him there with me. I know that sounds crazy.”
“No! It doesn’t sound crazy, Beck. Not at all.”
He shrugged. “Needless to say, feeling him there made me miss him. I don’t know how you can miss something you never had.”
“That’s just it,” I said, squeezing his leg lightly. “Your dad was taken from you, and just because you never met him doesn’t mean that he didn’t leave a hole in your heart. I’m sure your mother spoke of him so often that you felt like you knew him, even if you didn’t know certain details. So you felt like he was there, growing up.”
He gripped the steering wheel tighter. “That’s exactly it.”
We drove for a few moments in silence, and I knew Beck was taking the time to gather his emotions.
“They told me that my father would have wanted me to have the land, and that it’s mine to do whatever I want with. I mean, not sell, of course…but if I wanted to build a house on it, I could. This morning, Stella and Ty Senior told me that they’re going to have their lawyers put it in my name, since it’s still in my dad’s.”
“Beck, that’s amazing. I mean, how do you feel about all of this?”
He laughed, but it was a distant sound. A laugh that said he couldn’t believe any of this was happening to him. “They hardly know me, Avery. You hardly know me, and here I am, making you come with my mouth in your parents’ home.”
“That wasn’t a bad thing, Beck.”
Sighing, he pushed a hand through his hair. “I know, it’s just… I don’t know.” He shook his head. “I just met you all, and somehow I feel like you and I have been friends forever, and I don’t want to fuck up simply because I can’t keep my dick in my pants.”
