Free Thicker than Blood - Book One by Olivia Leighton Page A

walked out into the parking lot to discover it would be another
beautiful summer day. The sky was cloudless with the exception of
the low fog hugging the mountains in the distance and the air
smelled light and sweet. Would've be a good day for a
hike.
     
    “See ya in a bit,” he said
as he started towards his truck.
     
    “See ya,” I
called.
     
    As I unlocked my car, I
admired the splendor of nature around me. Ashland was a quiet
little town nestled against the beautiful Siskiyou mountain. With
the exception of the annual Shakespeare festival, the only tourists
we saw were the ones driving passed on I-5.
     
    I pulled into the driveway
of my cute little cottage. I purchased it about 3 years ago on a
whim – couldn't pass up the charm of a craftsman bungalow – and
have been pleased at my impulse purchase. It was nice to come home
to your own house, never having to hear apartment neighbors with
their loud music or their kids thumping about.
     
    I was able to freshen up a
bit, stripping down to near nothing in the process, before Matt
arrived. I greeted him at the door.
     
    Seeing what I was wearing,
or not wearing, he smiled. “Are ya ready for me?”
     
    “Like always, big guy,” I
said as I turned towards the bedroom.
     
    He closed the door and
followed me, smacking me on the ass.
     
    “So, I want to skip all the
middle stuff and get right to it,” I said, knowing that I would
need sleep for the shift ahead. “Is that okay with you?”
     
    He laughed. “That's too
bad... I could have taken my time since I don't have to work
tonight.” I already knew he wasn't working... he had said that just
to rub it in.
     
    “Yeah, well screw you and
your night off,” I laughed.
     
    We reached the bedroom and I
turned to face him. “You are wearing entirely too many clothes,
sir.”
     
    He smiled, lifting his
muscular arms into the air.
     
    Taking the hint, I grabbed
the bottom of his scrub top and attempted to pull it over his head.
His arms extended further than I could reach, thanks to our
difference in height, even when I stood tip-toe. I laughed, and
tried to jump up to pull the shirt from his arms.
     
    Matt chuckled, tossing the
shirt off, and wrapping a strong arm around my waist. “Failed
again, short-stack.”
     
    “Not my fault that you are a
monster.” I scraped my teeth gently at his sculpted chest as I let
my hand trace down his torso and stomach, feeling each
tightly-packed bunch of smooth tissue. I could worship his amazing
body all day. He was as close to what I imagined Thor to look like,
complete with the swirling Norse tattoos on his biceps and chest.
He was almost on par with Chris Hemsworth's version of the Norse
God... except taller.
     
    He forcefully pushed me back
to the bed, following me there. Matt's lips kissed and nibbled my
neck. “Anything exciting at work?”
     
    “No,” I said, holding the
back of his head and mussing up his hair. “Same 'ole, same 'ole.
You?”
     
    “Nope.” He rocked back onto
his heels, quickly removing my bra. He grinned. “Now that's the
best thing I've seen all night.” Placing his face in the valley
between my big breasts, he said, “Hello, ladies.”
     
    I laughed. Having sex with a
friend... with no worries of attachment issues was great. It was
always fun.
     
    Matt removed my panties,
placing a kiss on the inside of my thigh. “You sure we don't have
more time?” he teased.
     
    A purr escaped my lips. “I'd
so love that but I need sleep,” I said, tugging at his back to get
him above me again. Grabbing the waist of his scrubs, I whispered
behind his ear, “Now take these off, mister.”
     
    His mouth found mine and he
kissed me hungrily. Lifting his body up while we kissed, he removed
the scrubs and shorts, and brought his weight back down. I could
feel the smooth skin of his cock pulsing against my thigh and I
moaned into his mouth.
     
    Matt shifted his body
between my thighs and the head of his erection pushed between