She responded with an “Mmmm,” lost in sensation, in the quickly spiraling knots of pleasure signaling her orgasm was imminent. And when it hit, she straightened, grinding against him so he was buried deep within her. Flynn groaned and went with her, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust over and over into her, his body shuddering against her.
She was shaking as she fell on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her, the two of them sweat soaked and embracing while they breathed heavily together. She didn’t know how long she stayed like that. Long enough that her limbs started to cramp. Only then did she climb off and head into the bathroom. Flynn followed and dragged her into the shower with him for a quick rinse. They dried off and she took a couple of sips of water to quench her thirst, then followed Flynn into bed.
She’d thought about heading home, but she was so tired—she’d had quite a few glasses of wine and more than a few orgasms, and the idea of cuddling up next to Flynn and falling asleep was too damn appealing.
He curled his arm around her and she was asleep in less than a minute.
FIFTEEN
Amelia woke early to find herself alone in bed. She turned on the bedside lamp so she could search out her clothes. She couldn’t remember where they’d been flung the night before. Surprisingly, they were all neatly folded on the chair by the bed, her boots sitting next to the chair.
Flynn must have done that. Her heart squeezed at the sweet gesture. She went into the bathroom to wash up and found Flynn’s toothpaste on the counter, so she used some of it to finger brush her teeth, then fluffed her hair as best she could, got dressed and went downstairs.
Flynn was in the kitchen and she smelled coffee. She really needed a cup of coffee.
“Hey, you’re awake. You want coffee?”
“Desperately.”
He poured her a cup of coffee and handed it to her. She went to the refrigerator to add some cream, then took a few sips of the eye-jolting brew.
“Oh, yes. Now I’m going to live.”
Flynn laughed. “I know the feeling.”
She leaned against the counter, and now that her eyes were fully open she checked him out. He wore sweats and a T-shirt, both only adding to the allure of the man’s magnificent body. The shirt stretched tight over his massive chest, his tattoos peeking out from the hems of the sleeves. The sweats were low slung yet cupped his ass perfectly.
Not that she was ogling his ass when he turned around to make another cup of coffee. Okay, so she was.
She’d thought one or two or three times with him in bed would have satisfied her and she’d be over the whole need-for-sex thing.
Apparently not, because her nipples tingled and all she could think about right now was stripping off her clothes and taking him back to bed. Or, even better, doing it right here in the kitchen.
She bet he’d be up for it. If she suggested—
The back door opened and Mia stepped in, greeting them with a bright smile. “Hey, good morning, you two. And here I thought I’d be the first one up.”
Flynn gave her a look. “Please. You know I’m always the first one up.”
“In your dreams.” Mia looked over at Amelia. “Morning, Amelia.”
“Good morning, Mia. How did you sleep?”
“Like the dead. How about you? Or did you sleep at all?” Mia gave her a knowing look.
“I plead the fifth on that one.”
Mia laughed and headed over to the coffeepot. “And I’m not going to press you for details because you’re sleeping with my brother and that’s way more information than I ever want to know.”
“Good idea,” Flynn said, kissing the top of Mia’s head. “What’s on your to-do list today?”
“Heading to Stanford today.”
Flynn nodded. “Going through the motions with that?”
“Not really. I do intend to get my PhD at some point. And if they could put together a program I’d be interested in, I might put off the business project for a while. The only problem with the PhD program is the time commitment. It’s a full-time gig and while I’d be teaching, it’s that many more years before I could work or launch a business. I’m just not sure I’m willing to wait. But I want to do the research into it, so that’s partly why I’m here.”
“It’s good that you’re weighing all your options,” Amelia said. “That way you can make an informed decision.”
Mia nodded. “I agree.”
“How do you think Mom and Dad will react if you don’t pursue the PhD right away?” Flynn asked.
Mia shrugged. “I think they’ll be disappointed at first, but then excited at the prospect of me starting a business. And then terrified at the prospect of me starting my own business.” She ended with a laugh.
Flynn took in a deep breath, then let it out. “You’re the baby of the family, Mia. We’ll all be terrified for you. But at the same time we all have faith in you. And you know I’m going to throw this out again. I’m here for you.”
Mia moved in next to Flynn and put her arm around him. “I’m the baby of the family, but not a baby anymore. Trust me. I know what I’m doing and I’m not going into anything blindly.”
Amelia watched the interplay between Flynn and Mia, so struck by Flynn’s protectiveness over his little sister, while still letting her know how much he believed in her. It gave her these warm feelings she didn’t know what to do with.