The Team's Milk Cow novel · Chapter 5 of 24

Chapter 5: The Laundry Room

I took his notebook out of his hand and pushed it into the pocket of his hoodie.

"Bram," I said.

"Yes."

"Look at me."

He looked.

"I'm not going to say no."

His whole big body eased.

"Not here, though," I said.

"It's a cooler.

The eggs are judging us."

He laughed, a startled rumble, and I took his hand.

It was enormous.

My fingers barely closed around two of his.

I led him out through the kitchen, down the service hall, and into the staff laundry room.

It was warm in there and smelled of detergent and clean cotton.

Three industrial dryers stood along one wall, still humming from the evening's training kit.

I locked the door.

When I turned, he was standing in the middle of the floor, filling the room, and he had no idea what to do with his hands.

"I haven't," he said.

"I've been with people.

I just haven't been with anyone who, who wanted to."

"I want to."

"I can tell," he said, and his eyes dropped to my chest.

I looked down.

Two dark circles had already spread across my jacket.

"I can't control it," I said.

"I know.

I like that you can't."

He said it so softly that something inside me gave way.

I crossed the room, took the hem of his hoodie in both fists, and pulled it up.

He lifted his arms.

Under the hoodie he was wide and warm, covered in a light dusting of gold hair, with a long pale scar across his ribs from a collision with a post.

I put my hands flat on his chest and felt his heart going like a drum.

"You're so big," I said.

"Sorry."

"Don't be sorry.

I want all of it."

I unbuttoned my jacket and let it fall.

I wore a cream cotton bra, wet through, and it stuck to the full weight of me.

I unhooked it and dropped it.

Bram made a sound I felt in my knees.

He didn't move.

He stood there with his arms hanging and stared at me, and I watched him swallow.

"Touch me," I said.

He lifted one hand and cupped my breast, so carefully.

His palm covered the whole thing.

The milk welled under his thumb and ran down his wrist.

"Oh," he said.

"It's warm."

"Yes."

"It's so warm."

"Bram, you can squeeze."

He squeezed.

I gasped and my back arched, and he stared at the white drops running down his skin.

"Harlow," he said, in wonder.

"Keep going."

He bent his head.

His beard was soft against my skin, and when his mouth closed over my nipple I held onto his shoulders.

He sucked slowly at first, then with more hunger, and his big hand held my other breast and kneaded it.

He drank, and he moaned while he drank.

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