Rewind It Back (Windy City, #5)

by Liz Tomforde

Here’s to the 10 characters, 5 couples, 3 teams, 2 sets of siblings, and 1 amazing friend group that changed my life. This one is dedicated to you, the readers. Thank you for hanging out in Chicago with me.

Your care and concern for me hold no bounds. Honey, I’m home!

“Well, maybe that was the first time you were told, but I know for a fact it wasn’t the first time someone liked you.”

“Good.” He takes a slow predatorial step towards me, tone sharp and leaving no room for question. “Because we aren’t fucking friends.”

I can’t see him with my eyes closed, but I can imagine how fucking good he looks, towering over me and taking what he wants. And as far as he sounds… God, the pleading noises coming from this man’s throat right now alone could cause me to come undone.

“Please don’t stop,” he says, but it almost comes out as a whimper. “Fuck, I missed the way you touch me.”

“Did you know that all my friends have gotten to have their person on the road with them at some point? Stevie used to travel with our team as a flight attendant. That’s how she and Zee met. Indy and Ryan met up when their team travel schedules overlapped. Miller spent a whole summer traveling with Kai and Max. And Kennedy, well she’s the doctor for Isaiah’s team, so they’re always together. After all this time, I just wanted my turn.”

I throw my head back as he drops his to my chest and grinds himself on me again. His sweatpants slide against the seam of my shorts, causing this insane friction against my clit. It’s maddening, like it’s not quite enough, yet it’s more than I’ve had in such a long time.

“I understand why you’re hesitant or uninterested,” he whispers. “I’m not going to push you to want me. But I am going to be here, waiting, if you ever decide you want to try again. I’m not going anywhere this time.”

The shower walls work as an amplifier when he says, “Goddammit, Hallie, yes.”

“It is. I’m not fucking you. I’m just fucking my fist thinking of you.”

“Fuck, Hallie, keep looking at me like that.” I step fully into the bathroom, leaving the doorway. “Like what?” His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat. “Like you wish it was your mouth getting me off and not my hand.”

“You have no idea. And fuck, please keep talking. Hearing your voice is going to make me come.”

“Everything. How good it felt to be inside you. How well you used to suck me off. How pretty you looked on your knees with my cock down your throat.”

“I’m so fucking close, baby. Please keep talking. Please keep looking at me.”

“Fuck me. Those noises.”

“Well, I feel better now, don’t you?” “Get fucked.” He chuckles, hand sliding against my lower back before he hides his face in the crook of my neck and plants a kiss there. “I just did. Thanks for the assist.”

“Like you said, I owe you one. Give me a call later if you need me to walk you through it.”

“Trust me, Hal. There’s not a world in which you’d need to use your manners to ask me to get off with you.”

“If I were there, I’d kneel behind you, wrap an arm around your waist and pull your back to my chest. I’d let you feel how hard my cock is when it slides against your ass, then I’d replace your fingers with my own and make you look down between your legs to watch how well I still know your body.”

“Don’t be shy, Hallie. Say it how it is. I fucking loved eating your pussy, baby, and we both know it.”

“I’d suck on your clit until you couldn’t take it anymore, until you were begging me to stop. Then I’d pin your legs to the mattress and make you come again on my tongue. And while your pussy was still fluttering with that orgasm, I’d slide my fingers inside so I could feel how insanely tight you were going to feel when I gave you my cock.”

“Just like when we were in the hotel, Hal. Do you remember how good it felt to have me on top of you again? When your legs were wrapped around me? You felt like heaven underneath me.”

“I’d slide my cock over your clit a couple of times. I’d make sure I was covered in you, and while you were squirming underneath me, eager for it, I’d drag it out. I’d torture you. I wouldn’t give it to you yet. Not until you were begging for me.”

“And you’d be warm and wet and fucking perfect like you always have been. You’ve always taken me so well, baby. You remember?” “Mm-hmm.”

“Hallie baby, be a good girl and come for me. Please. I need it. I need to hear how unreal you sound when you come. Fuck, I remember how pretty you are when you let go. You’re doing so good. Please. If you come, it’ll make me come.”

“I’m looking forward to it.” He nods towards the door. “Go say goodbye to your brother. I want to talk to Rio for a minute.” “Dad, please don’t.” “Dying man, remember?”

“You have every right to hate me, Hal. You have every right to believe that I forgot about you, but I didn’t. Not one day went by that I didn’t think of you. You were everywhere. In the music I listened to. In the house I live in. I tried to compare every single person I met to you, but there was no comparison. And I will spend the rest of my life regretting leaving you behind all those years ago.”

“I love that dress on you, baby.” “Thank you. It’s⁠—” “Take it off.”

“Look at you,” he murmurs. “You look so pretty on your knees.”

“Fuck me, Hal. Take that skirt all the way off. I want to watch how wet you get when you put my cock down your throat.”

“I should warn you, Hallie, there’s a good chance that I’m going to come in your mouth as soon as you wrap your lips around me. It’s been too long.”

“You want me to come too quickly, don’t you? You want to see how fucking weak I am when it comes to you?”

“Then do it,” he says. “Make me come, baby.”

“Don’t tease me, DeLuca. It’s my turn. Get on your knees and get to work.” “Yes, ma’am.”

“Rio DeLuca.” Oh, she’s pissed. At me, it seems. She stops at the base of the stairs that lead up to the hot tub, arms crossed and hip cocked out with attitude. “Hi, baby.” My tone is cautious. “I missed you.” She simply raises a brow, as if she’s expecting me to explain myself. “So much?”

“Oops.” It’s the least innocent sound I’ve ever heard and I’m fucking feral for it. My eyes are glued to the liquid trail as it takes a direct path down her chest, between her tits, and over her stomach. Before it can reach her belly button, I lick her clean, dragging my tongue all the way up her body, until I take her mouth with mine to let her taste how deliciously it burns.

“You’re not being a very good girl tonight.”

“Okay.” Isaiah holds his hands out to stop her. “He’s not that great, Ken.” “I don’t know,” she teases. “He’s pretty great.” Isaiah takes her left hand and places it flat on the table. “Okay, just making sure it’s still there.”

“Well yeah, he’s Ryan fucking Shay.” Rio turns to him. “Don’t worry, honey. Cruz Wilder will never be you.”