Room for You(51)

“Wrap your legs around me,” I growled as I pushed inside of her.

She locked her thighs around my hips, her hands clutching my shoulders as she called out from the force of my thrust.

“You okay?” I paused.

“Yeah, a little sore from earlier, but don’t stop,” she uttered breathlessly, pulling me tighter. “You feel too good.”

I sunk my cock in her as deep as I could, slowly pulled it almost all the way out before plunging back in. Continuing this slow dance was torture on both of us, but it would be worth it in the end. My balls felt heavy, tightening as I grew close, but I knew she wasn’t quite there yet.

Fuck…

Kitchen towel. Ceiling fan. Dog food. Pumpkins.

Kacie started rolling her hips, grinding on me as she dug her nails into my shoulder blades. “Stop playing around and f*ck me.” She moaned and I couldn’t help but smile at what a filthy little mouth she could have when she wanted, but I’d tease her about that later. My girl had needs. I put my hands on her ass, holding tight so she wouldn’t slip backwards as drove myself hard into her, faster and faster.

“Oh God.” She hissed, biting down gently on my shoulder as her * tightened around my cock, the pressure of her contractions pushing me over my own edge. I squeezed her ass so tight I hoped I wasn’t hurting her as I thrust through my own climax, grunting and gulping in air as fast as possible.

In no rush to move, she sat curled around me with her head resting on my shoulder, my arms wrapped around her.

“Is that your heart pounding so hard, or mine?” she asked against my skin, sounding winded.

I grinned, taking a deep breath of her scent. “I think it’s yours. My heart can’t pump right now. All the blood in my body is pooled in a different area.”





A couple hours and a hundred kisses later, I waved bye to Kacie as she pulled out of my parking garage and disappeared around the corner. Diesel and I went for a quick walk and I headed back upstairs to face my mom.

“Brody Michael … what am I gonna do with you?” she said as she answered the phone.

“Now, Mom, is that any way to answer your phone?” I joked.

“It is when your son is in big trouble. What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing, Mom. I’m good. I’m so good.”

My mind started replaying the last day and a half I’d spent with Kacie like a film reel for my soul. Kacie grinning at me over Viper’s shoulder as he tackle-hugged her, that blue dress, walking hand in hand as I showed her my favorite places around town, that blue dress, the way she finally opened up this morning and told me a little about her past, that blue dress, making love to her … twice.

That. Blue. Dress.

A million different emotions in such a short period of time, but it was one of the best weekends I’d ever had in my whole life.

“So, what’s the deal? Who is this girl?” She sounded concerned.

“Remember a couple weeks ago when the storm parked me at that inn for a couple days? Well, she was there. She lives there actually, with her mom … and her daughters.” I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for my mom’s reaction.

I wanted everything about Kacie out on the table, nothing held back.

“Her daughters?” She sounded calmer than I was expecting.

“Yep, she’s got twin girls. They’re five.”

“Wow.” She sighed, processing the heavy load I’d just handed her. “Well … tell me about her, and the kids.”

Lying back on my bed, I snapped for Diesel, who gladly hopped up and tucked himself into my side.

“She’s beautiful, Mom. Tiny, way shorter than me with wavy auburn hair and the most hypnotic green eyes I’ve ever seen. Sometimes when she looks at me, I forget to listen to her words because I’m so lost in those eyes. She does this thing when she smiles where she scrunches her nose just a little and I lose my mind every single time. Lucy and Piper are her girls and they’re hilarious. The world is so big and new to them, every day is an adventure—it’s the most incredible thing to watch them explore and navigate their way through the world. Everything is just bigger and better and simpler to them.”

Silence on the other end of the line.

“Mom? Did I lose you?”

She sniffed. “Nope, I’m here.”

“Are you crying?”

“Maybe.”

“Why?”

“Because I’ve never heard you like this, Brody. Because your dad and I figured you’d be a crazy bachelor forever. Because you sound so happy. Because I’ve never even met this girl … and I already love her.”

Yeah, Mom, you’re not the only one.





Lauren’s wedding was only six weeks away and the list of things that still had to be done was nothing short of a mile long. Add to that my school work, which I was falling miserably behind on, trying to keep the girls from complaining that it was the “most boring summer ever” and watering my budding relationship with Brody, and I was one exhausted mama. There simply weren’t enough hours in the day for everything I needed to accomplish, so when Lauren knocked on my door one morning with tears streaming down her face, I knew things were about to get even more hectic.

“What’s wrong?” I reached out and grabbed her sleeve, pulling her in out of the rain.