Heavy: A Contemporary Romance by J. C. Mells Read Free Book Online

are .” I smirked at him, wiggling my hips slightly, still enjoying the way it felt to have him inside me.
    “Something tells me we’re going to need another condom,” Thatch said, arching an eyebrow at me.
    Before I could reply, he had flipped us both over so my back was on the couch, with him on top. He gently removed himself from inside me and opened the drawer in the coffee table. He tied off the used condom and replaced it with a new one.
    “Something is going on here between us that I can’t explain,” he said in a low voice as he positioned himself between my legs again . “Something I’ve never experienced before.”
    I gasped as he pushed into me again .
    “Please tell me I’m not the only one feeling this,” he panted out as his hips began to pump into me and his mouth came down around one of my hardened nipples.
    “No. No, it’s not just you,” I breathed out in a dreamy voice as I arched my back to give him better access to my breasts. My legs locked at the feet behind his thighs, my fingernails embedded in his ass-cheeks to pull him in closer. “Just don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
    “Jesus woman, I don’t think I could if I tried.”
    He changed his pace again, his hips moving in a leisurely, circular motion, his pubic bone grinding slowly against my clit.
    “So you never came with a partner before, eh?” I felt his mouth smile around the nipple currently being worked on by his hot tongue.
    “You’re pretty pleased about that one, aren’t you stud?” I smiled.
    “Oh, you know it,” he chuckled as he lifted his head and brought it level with mine.
    The mirth left his eyes as we stared at each other, the intensity of his thrusts began to pick up until he was slamming into me once again.
    Somehow, I was coming and screaming his name again as my body convulsed around him. Two hard thrusts later and he joined me in release, his upper body wrapped so tightly around mine… I never wanted him to let go.
    A loud banging started up on the door to the room.
    “Cali! You in there?” Lake’s grating voice sounded from out in the hallway. “Come open the door.”
    “Shit, it’s my stepsister,” I groaned, not ready to separate myself from him yet.
    “I think I may hate her already,” Thatch said with that cocky smile, as he lifted his upper torso up and off me using his elbows. “Just one more thing before you get up,” he added in a husky voice. He bent his head down to slant his mouth over mine and slipped his tongue between my lips, kissing me deep and slow.
    “Open the damn door, Cali!” Lake’s voice immediately brought us back to our senses.
    I looked at him apologetically as we got up from the sofa and hastily started putting on our clothes. I held up my baggy T-shirt, now torn down the middle, and showed it to him.
    “Sorry about that,” he said sheepishly, as he righted his clothes and headed to the bathroom to dispose of the condoms.
    I gave a small laugh . “You’re so lucky I happen to have a sweater with me.”
    “Cali ! Open the fucking door already!” Lake shouted again.
    “I’m coming!” I replied.
    I smiled to myself . Five minutes earlier and Lake could have witnessed it firsthand.
    I heard the faucet running in the bathroom as I finally went over and opened the bedroom door for my drunk and/or high stepsister.
    “About fucking time,” she mumbled as she stumbled into the room. “I need you to meet someone.” A stocky guy in a suit stumbled into the room behind her. He was about my height, blond, and had way too much hair product going on.
    “Cali, this is Stuart,” Lake continued . “See,” she addressed Stuart now, “I told you I knew her. Stuey is an executive assistant at Timeline Records.” She pushed him towards me. “I’m sure Cali would love to… spend some time with you, Stu.”
    I looked nervously in the direction of the open bathroom door, knowing full well that Thatch was hearing all of this.
    “It’s a pleasure to meet you,