The Deeper We Get by Jessica Gibson Read Free Book Online

say.”
    “Ok ay, I can live with that.” She crawled across the bed and straddled my hips.
    “Scarlet.”
    “What? It’s been like a month. How slow are you going to go?”
    She had a point. Plus, restraint was never one of my strong suits. “You asked for it.” My lips were on hers before I had finished my sentence. I peeled her shirt off, streaking my lips down her neck to her shoulder.
    “Are you on something?” I asked before my brain got too cloudy.
    “Yeah, we’re good. Now hurry up and finish what you just started.” She pulled my lips back to hers.
    I slipped the straps of her bra off, pulling it off in one smooth motion after unclasping it. There she was, all beautiful soft skin, and I couldn't keep my lips away any longer. I used my tongue and teeth until she was writhing on top of me, begging me for more.
    “Your turn.” She climbed off me and stripped out of the rest of her clothes. I yanked my shirt off and quickly took my jeans off. She crawled toward me on the bed but I stopped her.
    “Baby, you can repay the favor another time. It’s not your mouth I’ve been dreaming about.”
    She sucked in a breath and pulled me down on top of her on the bed. I sank into her slowly, she felt as good as I had been imagining for weeks.
    “Jesus ,” I moaned and nipped at her neck. I wanted to consume her, take her until nothing was left between us but sweat.
    Scarlet was just as greedy for me, she clawed at my back, urging me on. Whispering in my ear. Her lips were on any part of my skin she was near.
    “Stay with me,” I panted in her ear.
    “I’ve been with you since we started. Say when baby, say fucking when ,” she growled.
    That was all I needed, I quickened the pace, taking us both over the edge.
    I leaned down and kissed her before I let her wiggle out from under me.
    “Tell me again why you thought waiting was such a good idea?”
    “Probably not one of my best ideas.” I rolled over onto my back and laughed.
    “So back to this boxing discussion.” She pulled on a pair of my boxers and a tank top.
    “I thought the discussion was over.” I rolled my eyes and pulled on some clothes.
    “No, it was over for the moment, and now it’s back on. When are you going to take me?”
    “I don’t know, maybe next week. Why is it so important to you?”
    “Partly because you don’t want me to go.” She grinned.
    “Thanks for being so mature.”
    “Shut up.” She threw a pillow at me.
    “I’m done talking about this for now. I’ve said you're going and you will.”
    “God, you're grumpy after.”
    “I’m not, you just ruined my post lay buzz.”
    “I apologize for harshing the vibe.” She rolled her eyes.
    “I’ll forgive you on one condition.”
    “What’s that?”
    “You order some pizza, because I could murder one about now.”
    The rest of the day was spent in my bed eating pizza, watching movies , and letting her beg for my forgiveness over and over again.
    “Hey O’Hara, don’t fall asleep over there.”
    “Mmm, my last name’s not O’Hara,” she mumbled sleepily.
    “Have you never seen Gone With The Wind? I was making a joke. Seriously though, no sleeping, we have to get up in a minute to drive you home.”
    “Yes, I’ve seen it, and no, I’m not getting up.” She rolled over and put a pillow over her face.
    “Frank would shoot me if you stayed over all night. Come one, get up.” I pulled the covers off of her.
    “He wouldn’t shoot you. He might kneecap you but not shoot you.” She sighed and sat up.
    “Either way, I don't want to get on the wrong side of him. Especially since he’s my boss , and I happen to really like my job.” I hustled her into her clothes and out the door in record time.
    “Hold on tight.” The familiar feeling of her molded to my back was comforting in an odd way I never expected.
    “See you tomorrow?” She kissed me after I pulled to a stop at her house.
    “Yeah.” I kissed her back.
    “We have to stop or I’ll never