that light twinge made everything all the more potent.
The wet heat of the shower had eased the last of the rigor in her lungs, and that was a very good thing, because she was panting and heaving as if she’d just finished one of the Tough Mudder competitions her brother was so fond of.
She couldn’t hold still. God, oh God, it was like nothing she’d ever felt. Different from what they’d done the day before, different from anything ever. She realized that she was rubbing herself against his face, but she couldn’t stop. She was coming, and it was amazing.
When it really hit her, she let go of his hair and slammed her palms back against the wall. “God! God! Nolan, God! Oh fuck, God! Yesyesyesyesyes!” Then words became impossible, as every muscle in her body locked down tight.
Like a switch, what he was doing changed from something she never, ever wanted to stop to something she couldn’t stand for even one more second. She pushed on his head and flexed away. Smiling, he leaned back and changed his hold on her, shrugging her legs off his shoulders and letting her slide slowly down his body, over his long, solid erection, until her feet touched the wet tile of the floor.
“You like that?”
“Oh, my God, Nolan,” she gasped. He kissed her, and she tasted herself. He was still hard, digging into her belly. With their mouths joined, she brought her hands between them and took hold of him. He grunted and twitched at her touch.
She broke their kiss and looked up at him. “Can I do something like that for you?”
Pushing her wet hair from her face, he smiled and kissed her forehead. Then he turned and leaned back against the wall.
~oOo~
“On the weekends, Lexi and Ian go to bed at eight-thirty. Ian needs a bath at night. Lexi prefers to shower in the morning—but she’ll handle that on her own. In fact, Lex’ll help out a lot. She’s a little mom. She’ll tell you if she needs help, or if there’s something her brothers need.” Riley laughed. “She’ll tell you what they’re allowed to do and what they’re not. Ian will try to get over, but Lex will keep you straight. Right, sweetie?”
Standing next to her mom, Lexi looked at Analisa and nodded seriously. “Yes. I know the right way to do everything.”
Riley and Analisa looked at each other and chuckled quietly. Lexi Elstad was a typical firstborn: Type A and a little bit of a know-it-all.
Declan squirmed in Analisa’s arms and reached for his mother. “No, Deck,” Riley said. “Analisa has you.” She moved away. “Deck sleeps through. We put him down around ten, and he’ll be down until seven, sometimes eight. He naps twice during the day, at around ten in the morning, and then again around four. If he has a big day, he might want to nap in the evening, too, but it’s better to keep him entertained. If he falls asleep for the night too early, you’ll be up before dawn with a very energetic baby, and then Lex and Ian won’t be far behind.”
Odin, the Elstads’ gargantuan fawn Great Dane, walked through the kitchen, right between them, bumping everybody’s legs and whacking them all with his thick tail. He went to an equally gargantuan dog bed in the far corner and plopped down with a heavy sigh.
Riley smiled at the dog and turned back to Analisa. “Odie is a lug, and he’s in the way a lot, but he’s a good sitter, too. He won’t give you any trouble, and Lexi’s job is to take care of his food and water. But if he’s too much in the way, you can call Muse, and Odie can go play with Cliff for the weekend.”
“He’s awesome. I love big dogs.” She’d never had a dog of her own; Tristan was allergic.
“That’s the third time you’ve gone over this, babe. I think she’s got it.” Bart was leaning against the wall at the entrance to the kitchen. Analisa didn’t know where Nolan was—probably still playing cars with Ian.
He’d done
The wet heat of the shower had eased the last of the rigor in her lungs, and that was a very good thing, because she was panting and heaving as if she’d just finished one of the Tough Mudder competitions her brother was so fond of.
She couldn’t hold still. God, oh God, it was like nothing she’d ever felt. Different from what they’d done the day before, different from anything ever. She realized that she was rubbing herself against his face, but she couldn’t stop. She was coming, and it was amazing.
When it really hit her, she let go of his hair and slammed her palms back against the wall. “God! God! Nolan, God! Oh fuck, God! Yesyesyesyesyes!” Then words became impossible, as every muscle in her body locked down tight.
Like a switch, what he was doing changed from something she never, ever wanted to stop to something she couldn’t stand for even one more second. She pushed on his head and flexed away. Smiling, he leaned back and changed his hold on her, shrugging her legs off his shoulders and letting her slide slowly down his body, over his long, solid erection, until her feet touched the wet tile of the floor.
“You like that?”
“Oh, my God, Nolan,” she gasped. He kissed her, and she tasted herself. He was still hard, digging into her belly. With their mouths joined, she brought her hands between them and took hold of him. He grunted and twitched at her touch.
She broke their kiss and looked up at him. “Can I do something like that for you?”
Pushing her wet hair from her face, he smiled and kissed her forehead. Then he turned and leaned back against the wall.
~oOo~
“On the weekends, Lexi and Ian go to bed at eight-thirty. Ian needs a bath at night. Lexi prefers to shower in the morning—but she’ll handle that on her own. In fact, Lex’ll help out a lot. She’s a little mom. She’ll tell you if she needs help, or if there’s something her brothers need.” Riley laughed. “She’ll tell you what they’re allowed to do and what they’re not. Ian will try to get over, but Lex will keep you straight. Right, sweetie?”
Standing next to her mom, Lexi looked at Analisa and nodded seriously. “Yes. I know the right way to do everything.”
Riley and Analisa looked at each other and chuckled quietly. Lexi Elstad was a typical firstborn: Type A and a little bit of a know-it-all.
Declan squirmed in Analisa’s arms and reached for his mother. “No, Deck,” Riley said. “Analisa has you.” She moved away. “Deck sleeps through. We put him down around ten, and he’ll be down until seven, sometimes eight. He naps twice during the day, at around ten in the morning, and then again around four. If he has a big day, he might want to nap in the evening, too, but it’s better to keep him entertained. If he falls asleep for the night too early, you’ll be up before dawn with a very energetic baby, and then Lex and Ian won’t be far behind.”
Odin, the Elstads’ gargantuan fawn Great Dane, walked through the kitchen, right between them, bumping everybody’s legs and whacking them all with his thick tail. He went to an equally gargantuan dog bed in the far corner and plopped down with a heavy sigh.
Riley smiled at the dog and turned back to Analisa. “Odie is a lug, and he’s in the way a lot, but he’s a good sitter, too. He won’t give you any trouble, and Lexi’s job is to take care of his food and water. But if he’s too much in the way, you can call Muse, and Odie can go play with Cliff for the weekend.”
“He’s awesome. I love big dogs.” She’d never had a dog of her own; Tristan was allergic.
“That’s the third time you’ve gone over this, babe. I think she’s got it.” Bart was leaning against the wall at the entrance to the kitchen. Analisa didn’t know where Nolan was—probably still playing cars with Ian.
He’d done
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