Joshua Healy (The Mitchell/Healy Family #10)(33)
“How will you be sure?” I taunt.”
“That’s easy. I plan on double checking with my tongue.”
When he speaks his mind my body ignites again. Parts of me beg to be touched, while others tremble with anticipation.
The hot water washes away the cold hardened dirt, leaving me vulnerable to Josh’s touch. As he strokes my bare skin with soap I rake in the pleasure it gives me. He takes his time when he reaches my * and ass, his finger toying with each hole, but leaving after he’s gotten a rise out of me. I return the favor, lathering every inch of his hard body, while getting aroused as I go. We rinse off, until we’re caught up in each other again, kissing until the water turns to cold. He shuts off the shower and leads us to his bed, where we climb under the covers, our wet bodies sticking to the fabric. We’re rolling around, finding a comfortable position, and forgetting about everything except for each other. I have no idea what time it is, or if someone could walk in. All I care about is being with this man for as long as he wants it to happen.
We fall asleep tangled together, the ceiling fan keeping us cool and comfortable. Josh wakes first, kissing me until I open my lids. “What time is it?”
“Almost five.”
I suddenly realize I went to bed with a wet head and rolled around. My hands come up and feel the mop I’ve managed to create. “Holy shit. I’m never going to be ready for dinner in time.”
“Ponytail and hat.”
“Says the man with perfect hair.”
“I happen to think you’re sexy as hell with your hair back in a hat. If you want to spend an hour in front of the mirror, have at it. All I’m saying is that you don’t need it.”
“I don’t want your family thinking I’m just a tomboy who likes to romp around in the mud.”
He’s laughing at me. “I happen to find that very attractive.”
I toss a pillow at him as he stands. It’s hard to be frustrated when my view is this distracting. “You really need to put some clothes on.”
He poses. “What’s wrong? Haven’t had enough of me yet today?”
“I don’t think it’s possible to have enough of you.” I throw off the covers and stretch out, giving him exactly the same reaction.
He climbs on top of me, his lips finding mine immediately. “Damn, you’re making it hard to want dinner, when dessert is staring me right in the face.” He reaches between my legs and caresses the tender area he’s already been in twice.
His finger slips inside of me, driving deep only to pull out and repeat it again. I’m gasping, squirming, and in utter ecstasy. “This is a terrible idea.”
“Mmm, but it’s so much fun. I enjoy making you crumble.” His thumb circles my clit and I lose it, my back arching as I fight the urge to scream at the top of my lungs.
Then we both hear it; the sounds of people coming in the house. Lots of voices. Someone is yelling his name. We both look at each other, and at the same time begin searching for clothes. “Oh my god. They’re going to hate me.”
“Dress normal. We’re eating in the family barn. It’s relaxed. T-shirt and a baseball hat. That’s all you need.”
“And pants,” I remind him.
“Again, optional.”
“Shut up,” I laugh as I say it.
One at a time I meet his siblings. The first to arrive is Cassie and her man Logan. Right off the bat I can tell they’re in law enforcement. They have this process with me, asking questions pertaining to my background, and even my intentions with Josh. Before they finish interrogating me, Callie comes in. I’m familiar with her, so feel a bit more comfortable. It’s weird that her husband is named Jacob, but I’ve been told to call him Cob so I can keep better track of all the guys. Callie has a baby bump, and the couple seems to be on cloud nine about it. The last to arrive is Cammie and Wes. Since growing up with his sister, I expected him to recognize me at the dealership, when he didn’t I felt a bit mad. I’d spent so many nights at his house when we were all kids. Maybe it’s the blonde hair. Maybe he never paid attention to me. I was never interested in him so it shouldn’t matter anyway. I’m more inclined to think my issues with Wes are more about his sister. Cammie rushes over and hugs me. She’s holding her newest addition, while a little toddler runs right up to Josh for him to lift her. He plants kisses on her face while she tries to tell him about something that sounds like gibberish.
We help Amy, Josh’s mom carry all the food down to the barn, where we’re met with the rest of the crew, and wow it’s a ton of people. I don’t know where to begin. The twins are obvious, both their wives tending to the children. I recognize Amber from the magazine covers she’s been on, though she’s much different in person. Without makeup she appears to be just a pretty face in the crowd, instead of a supermodel and actress. It’s still unreal I’m here to meet them. Jake’s wife, who I’ve been told is Reese. The woman is gorgeous. She’s got dark brown hair and a body that I’d die for. I’ve heard she was with Jax first, but don’t know the whole story surrounding that. Now they all seem happy, which is what matters the most.
Reese is playing with her baby son, leaning him over to kiss on his cousin that Amber is holding. The little girl acts excited when they touch, and I wonder if they’ll grow up and be the best of friends. I see the twins’ father, and who I think is his wife. Then there’s another blonde. A little girl is tugging on her pant leg, while a gentlemen approaches and hands her a cup of something to drink. “How you doing?” Josh’s voice is like a breath of fresh air. “I’m trying to take it all in. Is that Isabella?”