stopped thinking and worrying about what other people thought and focused only on what he felt. “If you can handle it, then so can I. Later, you and I can make our escape.”
Her eyes sparkled with promise. “I love the sound of that.”
* * *
Exhausted and giddy from the baby shower, Tori was more than a little thrilled when Brody had asked her to follow him to his place after.
He’d spent the evening looking like a miserable cornered deer. She knew it wouldn’t be his kind of venue, but he’d been a trooper about it. She supposed that’s what family did for each other, at least family that cared about each other, another reason she loved all the Kents. They stood up for each other and by each other, even during the uncomfortable events. Even Brody’s dad had showed up and dutifully showed enthusiasm over every baby item that had been unveiled.
Now she was exhausted and more than ready to kick off her uncomfortable shoes, so when she pulled into Brody’s driveway, he came to meet her at her car.
“Pull into the garage. It looks like rain tonight.”
She laughed. “My car has more golf-ball-sized hail dings on it than I can count. I don’t think a little rain will hurt it.”
“Pull it into the garage, Tori.”
She shrugged. “Okay.”
It seemed weird to park her car next to his truck. Silly perhaps, but it made them look like a couple and she hadn’t yet reconciled them to that place yet.
He waited for her to get out, then held the door for her as she walked in from the garage.
“Tired?” he asked.
“Very. But it was a nice baby shower, and I’m glad it went well, both for Riley and for your mom, who was stressed about the details.”
“And now it’s over.”
She kicked off her shoes inside the door. “Yes. Thank God. Now it’s over.”
“Would you like something to drink?”
“A giant glass of ice water would be great.” She’d had a couple glasses of wine and a few beers throughout the night but plenty of food, so fortunately she wasn’t buzzed, just tired. When Brody handed her the water, she took several swallows.
Brody swept his hand over her hair. “You look tired.”
She lifted her gaze to his. “That’s a euphemism for I look like hell, right?”
He laughed. “No, it means there are dark circles under your eyes like you need some sleep. Let’s go to bed.”
She couldn’t argue with him. “That sounds good. I am tired.”
They went upstairs and she realized how comfortable she’d grown undressing and climbing into bed with him. He pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her, then kissed the top of her head.
She closed her eyes, relaxing into his body, smoothing her hand over his chest, drifting across his abs, then even lower. She could never get enough of touching him. Every moment they had together was precious to her, because she never knew when it would end.
“You keep touching me like that you’re not going to get to sleep.”
She lifted her head, searching his face in the darkness as she wrapped her hand around the hot, thick, oh-so-hard part of him. “I’m not that tired, you know.”
He shifted her underneath him. “Is that right?”
“Yes.”
“I have ways of exhausting you.”
“Yeah? Show me.”
His mouth met hers in a tangle of lips and tongues. She sensed a desperate passion in Brody tonight, and she met it with wild abandon. He smoothed his hand over her hip and down her thigh, lifting her leg as he put a condom on in record time and entered her with a quick thrust. She gasped as he moved within her, teasing her with slow, deliberate movements that made her climax so quickly it shocked her into a surprised cry.
But he wasn’t finished with her yet, because he rolled her onto her knees and took her from behind, teasing her nipples and breasts and reaching between her legs as he rocked hard and fast into her. He was relentless and ever patient, and when she came again, he stayed with her, giving her the strokes she needed to
Her eyes sparkled with promise. “I love the sound of that.”
* * *
Exhausted and giddy from the baby shower, Tori was more than a little thrilled when Brody had asked her to follow him to his place after.
He’d spent the evening looking like a miserable cornered deer. She knew it wouldn’t be his kind of venue, but he’d been a trooper about it. She supposed that’s what family did for each other, at least family that cared about each other, another reason she loved all the Kents. They stood up for each other and by each other, even during the uncomfortable events. Even Brody’s dad had showed up and dutifully showed enthusiasm over every baby item that had been unveiled.
Now she was exhausted and more than ready to kick off her uncomfortable shoes, so when she pulled into Brody’s driveway, he came to meet her at her car.
“Pull into the garage. It looks like rain tonight.”
She laughed. “My car has more golf-ball-sized hail dings on it than I can count. I don’t think a little rain will hurt it.”
“Pull it into the garage, Tori.”
She shrugged. “Okay.”
It seemed weird to park her car next to his truck. Silly perhaps, but it made them look like a couple and she hadn’t yet reconciled them to that place yet.
He waited for her to get out, then held the door for her as she walked in from the garage.
“Tired?” he asked.
“Very. But it was a nice baby shower, and I’m glad it went well, both for Riley and for your mom, who was stressed about the details.”
“And now it’s over.”
She kicked off her shoes inside the door. “Yes. Thank God. Now it’s over.”
“Would you like something to drink?”
“A giant glass of ice water would be great.” She’d had a couple glasses of wine and a few beers throughout the night but plenty of food, so fortunately she wasn’t buzzed, just tired. When Brody handed her the water, she took several swallows.
Brody swept his hand over her hair. “You look tired.”
She lifted her gaze to his. “That’s a euphemism for I look like hell, right?”
He laughed. “No, it means there are dark circles under your eyes like you need some sleep. Let’s go to bed.”
She couldn’t argue with him. “That sounds good. I am tired.”
They went upstairs and she realized how comfortable she’d grown undressing and climbing into bed with him. He pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her, then kissed the top of her head.
She closed her eyes, relaxing into his body, smoothing her hand over his chest, drifting across his abs, then even lower. She could never get enough of touching him. Every moment they had together was precious to her, because she never knew when it would end.
“You keep touching me like that you’re not going to get to sleep.”
She lifted her head, searching his face in the darkness as she wrapped her hand around the hot, thick, oh-so-hard part of him. “I’m not that tired, you know.”
He shifted her underneath him. “Is that right?”
“Yes.”
“I have ways of exhausting you.”
“Yeah? Show me.”
His mouth met hers in a tangle of lips and tongues. She sensed a desperate passion in Brody tonight, and she met it with wild abandon. He smoothed his hand over her hip and down her thigh, lifting her leg as he put a condom on in record time and entered her with a quick thrust. She gasped as he moved within her, teasing her with slow, deliberate movements that made her climax so quickly it shocked her into a surprised cry.
But he wasn’t finished with her yet, because he rolled her onto her knees and took her from behind, teasing her nipples and breasts and reaching between her legs as he rocked hard and fast into her. He was relentless and ever patient, and when she came again, he stayed with her, giving her the strokes she needed to
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