The Family Gathering (Sullivan's Crossing #3)(44)

She just laughed.

“You are!” He hooked his thumbs into the sides of her sheer panties.

“Not yet,” she said. She pulled up his shirt and ran her small hands over his chest. “You’re falling behind. I seem to be the only one undressing.”

“I’d kind of like you to stay like this all night, but that’s impossible. I’d explode.” He kicked off his shoes and pulled his shirt over his head. He wriggled out of his pants quickly and she stared at him. With a groan, her lips found his as her hand ran over the erection straining at his underwear. Holding her, kissing her, he pushed against her hand. Then she slid it inside and his breath caught. “Now, Sid?” he asked, sliding his hand down the back of her panties. “Can we lose these now?”

She pulled down his boxers and he leaned into her, pressing against her belly. “Now,” she said. “Now the playing field is even.”

He pushed her gently onto his bed and knelt beside her. He lifted one leg and began to slide off her shoe, then kissed her from her ankle to her panties. “I’d love to leave these on, but there could be injuries.” He kissed the other leg, ankle to panties. Then he slowly slid down the panties and grinned as he gazed into her eyes. “A real blonde,” he said. He gently rolled her to the side and unhooked her bra, laying her bare to his gaze.

Of course, that left him naked to her eyes, as well. He leaned over her, kissing her mouth, reaching with the other hand into the bedside table for condoms.

“It’s been a long time,” she said somewhat shyly.

“Is this the first time since...before?” he asked.

She nodded.

“We’ll take our time. You can tell me what you want. Or you can stop me anytime something isn’t right.”

“I’m sure it’ll be right,” she said.

He slid a hand over her pubis and gently probed that sensitive place in her very center, pushing into her. “Oh, yeah,” he said, thrilled by her softness. “It’s going to be right.” Then he covered her with kisses from her lips to her neck to her breasts and then back again. Her small hands ran all over his back to his firm butt. Before many minutes had passed, she was straining toward him and he was holding back. The condoms still lay on the table and she said, “Please. Please get ready.”

“We could wait a little while, make it crazier,” he offered.

“I don’t want that, Cody,” she said, using his pet nickname for the first time. “I want you right away.”

He quickly got on it, opening up a package and stretching on the condom. Dakota knelt between her thighs and gazed into her eyes. “I want to see your eyes. I want you to see mine.” He slowly lowered himself, touching her first with his fingers, then sliding into her gently. “God,” he said. “God.”

Her hips lifted to bring him deeper and she began to move against him instantly, holding him against her, kissing him hungrily and whimpering softly. Dakota let her set the rhythm and then moved with her, evenly at first, then harder, then deeper and harder. She bit his lip as a moan escaped her and she froze, pushing against him. And he felt it, the tightening and throbbing against him. He grabbed her butt in both hands and rode it out with her, and when he sensed that she was nearly complete, he rode her hard, bringing her back to the brink again, making her come again. And he let go until his brain was empty.

She panted beneath him; he panted above her, covering her face with kisses. It took some time to calm.

“Are you going to ask me if it was good?” she said.

He shook his head. “I was there. I know it was good. It was powerful.”

“I could have been faking,” she said with a sly smile.

He chuckled. “Then you are a woman of many talents.”

“Oh, Cody, I worry that you could be habit-forming...”

“There are worse things.”

“How am I going to explain this to my nephews?” she said.

“Video games,” he said. “Tell them we stayed up late playing video games.”

She laughed. “You think they’d buy that?”

“Not a chance. But they’ll stop asking questions. Especially when you explain we like to play naked.”

“I wouldn’t want to give them any ideas. It’s obvious testosterone has hit our household. They’re becoming men before my eyes.”

He ran his hands through her hair, spreading it across the pillow. “Every time we’ve been together, it’s been a ponytail. I know that’s necessary—you’re always around food. But this is good. You’re so pretty, Sid.”

“Ordinary,” she said. “Plain.”

He laughed low in his throat. “Absolutely not. You’re beautiful.”

“Nah,” she said, shaking her head. “Thank you, though. I think you’re the beautiful one—you have the young girls chasing you. And now you have me chasing you, too.”

He touched the scar on her thigh and looked into her eyes.

“An accident,” she said. “I was hit by a car when I was nine.”

“A bad accident,” he said.

“I was on my bike. She...the driver...didn’t see me.”

“Looks like it must have been pretty serious,” he said, running a finger along the scar.