Brett and Hannah (Soul Mates 101 Series) (12 page)

“I brought you some tea.”

“Shit, Hannah. I can
’t get work done when you parade around here in your bikinis. Do they even make them any smaller? I’m almost a week behind, and I don’t recall you enjoying the hard bed of my truck, which is where you’re going to be again if you don’t stop with the teasing.”

“Sorry, but it’
s miserably hot now.” Hannah looked around at the landscaping. “The yard is amazing. I can’t believe you turned it into something so beautiful.”

“Thanks, we haven’t even p
ut the water garden in yet. It’s going to look good.”

“Would you care if I went to Chelsea’s tonight?”

“Hannah, I hope I haven’t given you the impression that you have to ask my permission.”

“No, I was just being courteous.”

“I’ve stayed over almost every night for two weeks now. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve loved every single minute of it, but I know we need to spend time with our friends. Why don’t you stay in my room tomorrow night? I know I don’t have the luxuries you have here, but I think we need to break in my bed,” he said as he took his glove off to grab her butt and kiss her.

“You
’re bad, but sure. I’ll do something nice for your friends, like bring dinner, but I have to harass Dylan.

“
He still calls me every day and asks me when I’m letting him drive my car, when I’m coming over to see him and if I’m tired of you yet. Then he starts cackling like a fool, so it’s time for paybacks.”

“
He better cut that shit out. He’d steal you from me in a heartbeat if he could.”

“He’
s a better friend than that, and he knows you’d break his arms. Anyway, you’re the man that was made for me.” She tiptoed to kiss him on the lips.

“You know me so well alr
eady. Now go put on some damn clothes, so I can get my work done.”

Hannah picked up her girlfriends in her Land Rover Saturday night. Chelsea was picked up last. Hannah looked in her rearview mirror after she pulled out of Chelsea’s driveway.

“
I’m pretty certain someone is following me. That same black car has ended up behind me after I’ve left each of your homes, and of course, their windows are tinted,” Hannah said, gripping her steering wheel tighter.

Morgan and Jasmine turned around and looked out the back win
dow while Chelsea glanced at her side mirror.

“Maybe the paparazzi are hoping to catch you misbehaving while your parents are on tour,” Chelsea said
.

“You’re probably right. They haven’t had any pictures for six months when t
hey got the ones of me drinking.”

The black vehicle
even pulled out behind her after she picked up the take out order at a restaurant. It finally drove past her after she parked in front of Brett’s house.

Brett knocked on Matt’s door.

“Come in.”

“Bro, the girls will be here shortly.”

“I think I’ll hang out in here tonight.”

“You know Morgan’s coming over.”

“Yeah, and she can come back here when she feels like it.”

“I know she has stayed over a few times since the pool party. You can’t just keep her locked in your room. She’d probably like you to be social, so she can hang out with the rest of us.”

“You know I d
on’t have female friends. Olivia is the only one. She’s older, and I barely see her.”

“There’s a first for everyth
ing. They’re younger, but they’re cool. I see that now, and you need to get your ass out here, so you can get to know them. I have a feeling we’ll be spending a lot of time with them.”

“No,
you
will be spending a lot of time with them.”

“
You need to cut Morgan loose if you’re going to stay this way.” Brett shut Matt’s door and went to look out the window. He saw Hannah pulling up and felt his heart race. He loved that he still got excited to see her. He swung open the door.

“
I missed you,” he said before he pulled her into a hug for several seconds. He heard the rest of the girls chuckling and realized he’d just grabbed Hannah and hugged her without letting her friends through the door.

Chelsea was carrying the food. Brett took it from her and placed it in the kitchen.
Austin and Cody were playing Xbox when they paused it and said hi to the girls.

“I brought supper
. It’s a whole spread of hot wings and sides,” Hannah said with a raised, enticing voice.

“That’s my kind of girl,” Dylan said
before he picked her up in a bear hug and swung her around.

“P
ut me down, Dylan.” She began squealing.

Brett walked back into the living room about the time Dylan was swinging her around.
“Put my girlfriend down before I have to kick your ass.”

“I’m just t
hanking her, dude.”

Austin stopped his game and went to sit on t
he couch. Chelsea went over to him and sat on his lap.

About that time, M
att came walking into the room. Morgan smiled and went right to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a passionate kiss before she pulled him by the arm to the kitchen.

Jasmine plopped down on the couch next to Chelsea and Austin.

“Someone followed us here,” she said.

Brett was still hugging on Hannah. He pulled back from her and grabbed her shoulders.

“Someone’s following you?”

“
It’s no big deal. It must’ve been a bored reporter who probably thought I was my mom.”

“
I don’t like it, and if that shit goes on when I’m with you, I’ll be putting a stop to it,” he said, walking to the window to look outside.

“
That’s what they live for, so you can’t do that,” Hannah said.

Brett pulled her back into a tight hug. “You need to tell Hudson.”

“I might be wrong.”

“What if you’re not? It doesn’t hurt to let him check it out.”

Hannah didn’t reply. After the group finished eating, Matt and Cody turned on the Xbox, and all but Brett had found a spot in the family room to sit down. He was still in the kitchen.

“So
, Hannah …” Dylan said slowly and mischievously.

“What
, Dylan?” she asked cautiously.

“
Has Brett taught you any of the moves the old ladies showed him, or have you been teaching him some of the freaky shit the young girls do now a days?”

Brett glared at Dylan from the kitchen doorway.
Dylan’s filter was virtually nonexistent once he had some beers in his system.

A smile slowly curved from her lips
. “Let’s see. I haven’t shown him the Face to Face yet, but we tried the Sultry Saddle, and a couple of other things with the help of some …
toys
. He knows what kind of trouble he’ll be in if he shares the juicy details. Right, babe?” she said, winking at Brett.

H
e knew she was making shit up, but it was still turning him on. The Xbox even went on pause as all the guys looked in her direction.

Dylan’s mouth fel
l open.

“What the hell are those?” he
asked pleadingly.

Hannah just shook her head
and smiled. “I guess you’ll have to do some research.”

“You
’re killing me, Hannah, just tell me. That’s cruel, girl. I need to know this Saddle … whatever the hell you called it, but I know you’re lying about the toys. Brett couldn’t get that lucky. You’re lying, right?”

“
You’ve always dated the youngins, Dylan. Shouldn’t you already know these things?” Brett asked.

“You’
re a douche bag, Brett. I don’t know how you got a woman like her,” Dylan said, sounding irritated. “And you,” he said pointing at Hannah. “I’ll bug you until you tell me.”

“He ain’
t lyin’ there,” Cody said as he turned back around to play his game.

“I might
not know what those are, but I’ve done my share of freaky shit, and I’ve been told repeatedly that I’m awesome in bed,” Dylan said.

“Well, now we just need to fin
d you a partner, at least that’s what your right hand told me,” Hannah said.

Everyone except for Dylan burst in to laughter.

Austin pointed at him.

“
Damn, she burned you good.”

“
Hannah, if Brett wasn’t here, I’d straddle you on this floor and tickle the shit out of you.”

“I
swear that’s strike two, Dylan,” Brett said.

He
walked over to Hannah and pulled her up from her chair, wrapping her into his strong arms.

“That was
an awesome comeback, shortcake. Now, give me a kiss.”

She wrapped her arms tight around his neck and played with his hair as their kiss turned hot. He
was dying to put his hands all over her because of her sexy talk, and he wanted to remind Dylan that Hannah was his.

Brett smacked her botto
m.

“I need to take you to bed.”

Hannah stared up at his riveting, blue eyes. “I hope not to sleep.”

“Damn
, you turn me on. I swear I want you every minute of the day,” he whispered into her ear.

He picked her up and
carried her toward the bedroom. Hannah giggled and waved at her girlfriend’s.

“Goodnight
, everybody,” Brett said without looking back.

“You’re a douche bag, Brett. A total douche bag,
” Dylan yelled.

O
nce in his room, Brett yanked Hannah’s tank top off. His eyes flashed in an instance to her lacy, baby blue bra.

“Shit, Hannah, this bra looks good on you. Please leave it on.”

“I’m wearing the panties to match.”

“Those have to come off,”
he said.

The passion between them was mounting as they kissed and undressed eac
h other at the same time. Since Brett had been doing the teaching, he’d been in control of their love making thus far, so he was surprised when Hannah pushed him back onto the bed and leaned over him.

With her hands pressed
on the mattress, he saw the mind blowing view of her cleavage that was spilling from her sexy bra. “Get up in the bed—now,” she said with a demanding tone and intense gaze.

Bre
tt closed his eyes to calm down. He thought he was already going to come from seeing her irresistible body and hearing her erotic command.

Damn, I can’t believe she does this to me in seconds.

He scooted up to the head of the bed. Hannah crawled toward him, and never taking her eyes off of his, she straddled him, gently lowering herself onto his hard cock.

“Fuck, Hann
ah, already?” he asked, his eyes greedy with hunger.

Hannah smiled at him and
slowly started moving up and down.

“
Your body’s already ready, baby,” Brett said, closing his eyes to revel in the warm sensation.

Hannah licked and kissed on his neck before forcing her to
ngue into his mouth, probing it intensely. He stroked his thumbs across the hardened nipples showing through her bra, causing her to sit up straight.

He could see the
enjoyment on her face, so he popped her breasts out of her bra and twirled her nipples between his warm fingers until she closed her eyes and whimpered.

T
he stimulation from the friction of her movement took hold of his restraint. Brett grabbed her hips, pulling her down onto him with vigor—repeatedly.

He heard her soft moan as she rode him, throwing her head back.
From the force of her muscles tightening around him as she unraveled, he thrust his hips up one last time, erupting into her depth. He felt as if he blacked out for a second after the prolonged pleasure.

Hannah collapsed onto his c
hest.

“
Baby that felt so good. I thought I was dying for a second,” Brett said between choppy breaths.

He gently rolled
her onto her back and lay on top of her as sweat bound them as one. Hannah had shattered the shield around his heart. It was hers to possess, and right then he wanted her to know.

He held her hair
and stroked her face, trying to get the nerve to say the words he’d never given away before. Brett wanted to say it first, so she would know he meant it.

“Give me your hand,” he said.

Appearing puzzled, Hannah held up her right hand. Brett entwined his fingers into hers like he did the first time they made love and laid them by her head. He planted one gentle kiss on her cheek before he captured her gaze. His body began to tremble.