Broken Barriers (Barriers Series Book 4) by Sara Shirley Page A

just been told there was no getting out of this. And, dammit, if I couldn’t wipe the smirk off my face…
    Katie’s eyes lifted as I moved down the hall and passed into the private room. I winked at her the minute she stared back at me, and the grin on my face grew ten-fold just thinking about the special treat the guys were in for as soon as we were all behind closed doors.

“Drew…”
    “Wake up, Drew…”
    I groaned at her breathy whisper. This time it was not the voice that normally woke me up. The voice was a familiar one I recognized from the past. The sensation of warm fingers sliding over my shoulder and down over chest had my nerves on edge. The fingers snaked all the way down and under the blanket until they wrapped around my bare cock. In an instant, my rod no longer sported morning wood; it was now a full-blown saluting hard-on.
    If this were a dream, I was in motherfucking heaven.
    I felt the pressure of two soft rounded breasts pushed against my chest, and a warm wet tongue slithered around my nipple, over my chest, and up along my neck. With a thrust of my hips, my cock throbbed with each new stroke between those tantalizing fingers. I didn’t want to open my eyes for fear this would all stop the second I woke up. Oh, God.
    I bit my lip to suppress a moan I knew was on the cusp of being let loose from the back of my throat. My heart was racing, and I didn’t want to process what was happening. If this were real, I didn’t give a fuck. This was too good to not let finish without a happy ending. And this would have a happy ending.
    The sheets moved as the cool rush of air crossed over my heated skin. The hand that was just around my dick was replaced by a warm, wet, pulsing sensation. Hands reached out and pulled my hands from my side to rest upon a set of breasts. The nipples hardened in my grasp as I squeezed.
    I faintly heard the sounds of her sultry moans, and I could feel her tight pussy rocking on my cock. I hardened even more with each throb, and as she squeezed tighter around me, I twisted her nipples, making her moan even louder.
    My hips pushed up inside her, causing her to bounce heavily on top of me. Her nails dug harder into my wrists, making me clutch her ample soft breasts more. The harder I squeezed the louder her moans became. I could hear the sounds of her wetness slap each time she slammed down on my cock. With one more hard thrust up inside her, I felt her release, and the tightness around my cock was at its peak. Then the throbbing became too much, and her moans turned into yelps as she stilled on my cock. With one final throb, I was coming inside her, and my own grunts overpowered the sounds of her orgasm. Hot fluid spurted through my cock, and my heart raced as it started to come back down from the most fantastic feeling in the world.
    A warm and sweaty body fell on top of my chest and wet lips placed gentle kisses along my jawline. I heard her voice whisper my name again, and I could finally put the voice to the face clearly in my mind.
    “Cole?”
    My head suddenly pounded in pain, and the bright light of the sun burned my face. My arm outstretched to shield the light from causing the ache in my skull from getting worse.
    What the fuck happened last night?
    Images began to come back to me as everything settled from my wet dream. The cinnamon whiskey shots were flowing hard and fast by the end of the night, but why Cole was in my dream I had no idea. I’d only talked to her once, but damn, if that wasn’t a great way to wake up. She was definitely smokin’ hot in an innocent small town girl type of way.
    My stomach suddenly turned sour, and a pained groan seeped from my lips. I tried to settle the queasy feeling, even though I knew I had way too much to drink last night. God, who the hell drove me home? Just as I replayed the events from the night in my head, the mattress shifted next to me, and an arm skated across my chest.
    No. No. No…
    My eyes opened and sneaked a peak