Love Survives (Love's Suicide #2)(91)

They started to laugh.

“Oh, it gets better. She put on my boots and jacket and thought that she was going to be sexy. After two steps she fell down face first. After that, we slept pretty good, right Kat?” I looked over and noticed how embarrassed she was. She was going to pay me back, and I couldn’t wait for it to happen.

Kat tried to remain composed. “I’m okay if anyone is concerned.”

My mom’s next comment was obviously something Kat wasn’t thrilled about.

“So I sent Branch an email this morning asking them to come to dinner Friday night. I’m waiting to hear back, but they both get off early during the week, since they live on the other side of the bridge, but work over here. The traffic gets so bad on the weekends that sometimes they get stuck in it for hours. I let them know that there is plenty of room for them to stay the night and go home on Saturday.”

While my mom kept talking I teased my little girl by sticking my tongue through a large pancake. She giggled, so I kept doing it.

“Brooks Michael, don’t teach her that!” My mom meant business when she went after my middle name.

“I’ve decided that since I’m a parent now I can make my own rules. If B wants to play with her food she can as long as she still eats it.”

Kat didn’t correct me.

“So, we were talking last night, and Mom and I want to know if the two of you have any plans yet? Are you going to finally get married?”

I could tell Kat wasn’t in any shape to answer that. “We’re not in a hurry to do it.” I began. “I mean, I’ve been gone a long time. We’ve just found each other again. We’re happy the way things are, and when the time is right, I suppose we’ll get that piece of paper. For now I’ve got everything I want already.”

I don’t know if they could sense it wasn’t a topic in which Kat and I had discussed yet, but they dropped it after my explanation.

When breakfast was over my parents took B to introduce her to some friends. That meant Kat, and I had the whole house to ourselves. “Get your suit on and meet me out back.” It wasn’t a request. I expected her to want to join me.

“It’s ten in the morning. You want to go swimming now?”

“We’re home alone and there’s a pool outside. If you don’t feel like changing then take off your clothes and come as you are. The choice is yours.”

She gave me one of her looks as if she was too good to be naked outdoors. “We have neighbors.”

“Actually, my beautiful lady, there’s nobody living in your old house. Dad told me last night. Since the pool is on that side, you’re out of excuses.” I pulled her close, traipsing my lips over hers. All the while I watched as her eyes became heavy. I was seducing her, and she knew it.

In the middle of the kitchen, for anyone to walk in and see, I felt my shorts being tugged down. The next thing I knew Kat was on her knees, taking my full dick in her hand. She was on a mission of her own, and I wasn’t about to stop her.

Her lips licked the tip of my cock before taking the whole thing deep in her mouth. My head immediately fell back. I was losing myself with every single rock of her head. The sounds of her sloshing saliva around for lubrication only made the gliding of her thrusts feel more intense. I couldn’t help from groaning because it felt too damn good not to.

Kat was going all out, forcing herself to take me as far as she could. She used her other hand to jerk me off, causing a chain reaction to happen deep inside of me. I was about to lose it, my mind a puddle of mush. That’s why I had to stop her. I couldn’t waste it when we had this much time to kill.

“Hold up, Kat. Let’s go upstairs.”

She flipped “I have a better idea.” She pulled me along until we were standing beneath the tree house. I smacked her butt, climbing each step with only one purpose in mind.

Once we were under the cover of our childhood clubhouse, I pulled her into my arms. My lips were on her while I wasted no time undressing her. Kat didn’t have to work hard to remove my shorts and then boxers. We were on the same page, with one common reward to thrive for.

Our making out became so intense that we both sank to the floor, her body straddling on top of mine. I kept my hands on her hands, teasing her with how turned on I already was. In retrospect she had just given me a blowjob in my parents kitchen, which was obviously sexy as hell.

The small area served as a giant sauna. Beads of sweat ran down our skin, tasting like salt as we licked each other’s throats. I was so ready to fill her, to make love where it all started.

I shoved Kat’s body back to suck a nipple into my mouth. There was nothing romantic about this encounter once we got started. I craved to be inside of her; to give her everything I had to offer in this world, and then even more. “Please, Brooks,” she begged.

“Please, what? Tell me, Kat. I want to hear you say it.” She could have shouted it from the rooftops, and I would have obliged.

“I want you so bad,” she cried out.

I teased her with my fingers first, feeling her tight walls accepting my strides in and out of her. “I can’t get enough of this *. Tell me it’s mine. Say it, Kat.”

I could tell I was getting her off. She bit down on her lips and threw her head back, succumbing to her own desire. “This * is yours, Brooks. I’m yours.”