One More Time

“Great!” Sarah said.

“Is Uncle Philip still here?” Tommy asked.

“Yup.” I nodded. “He’s probably still asleep.”

“Can we wake him up?” Sarah asked.

I laughed and shook my head. Emily brought over a full plate of eggs and some bacon. The kids helped themselves, but I waited until Emily was sitting down before I joined in. Our eyes met across the table, and she winked.

I smiled to myself and ate my breakfast in silence, my eyes rarely leaving her face. She looked even more beautiful than she did last night. There was a mischievous look in her eyes that made me wish the kids weren’t around.

When breakfast ended, I sent the kids upstairs to wake their uncle. I knew Philip wouldn’t care. Normally, I would have let him sleep in, but I needed a minute alone with Emily. It was killing me to be so close to her and yet, so far away.

The second the kids disappeared upstairs, Emily stood up and walked into the kitchen. She carried her plate and set it in the sink. I followed her quickly, grabbing her around the waist and spinning her around to face me.

I didn’t give her a chance to speak before my lips descended upon hers with a desperate hunger. She moaned softly and ran her fingers through my hair. I gripped her hips and pushed her backward against the counter. Her butt slammed into it, and I lifted her by the hips onto the countertop. Our kiss was deeper than ever, our tongues moving desperately against each other. My boner, which had only just subsided, came back with a vengeance.

“We can’t do this here,” Emily whispered. She pulled away from my lips to speak, but I immediately moved to her neck.

She giggled softly while I kissed her sensitive skin. Her legs wrapped automatically around my waist and pulled me close while I continued to lick and nibble her neck.

“Sean,” she groaned. “They’ll be back down any minute.”

“We’ll hear them,” I said against her skin.

She groaned again and tried to push me away, but I held her close.

“You’re evil,” she said with a laugh.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” I said.

My lips moved back up to claim hers. She gasped and then sunk into me, tightening her legs around my waist and running her hands over my back.

She dug her nails into my shirt, scraping my skin and feeling my muscles. I could feel the desire in her touch, and I wanted nothing more than to rip our clothes off and take her right there. She grabbed my bottom lip between her teeth and pulled gently, growling deeply.

I smiled and kissed her again, leaning her back on the counter so I could kiss her neck again. Her shirt was just low enough that I could shove it aside. She wore a red lacy bra. I moaned when I saw it and buried my face in her breasts, kissing and biting them through the material.

When I nipped at a nipple, she gasped loudly, and I reached up to cover her mouth. She was right about one thing, we couldn’t let the kids find us.

I knew it would take a while for them to rouse Philip, but they would be back down any minut

e. Still, I couldn’t tear myself away from Emily’s body long enough to care. I cupped her tits in my hands while I kissed her lips again. My tongue trailed lightly over her bottom lip. She shivered and moaned, grinding her hips against my hard cock.

“I want you,” she breathed heavily.

“Emily,” I groaned. “You have no idea how—”

There were footsteps on the stairs, and I jumped away from her. She hopped off the counter and fixed her shirt, tucking her tits safely away. I adjusted my pants to hide my erection and then turned on the sink while Emily rushed over to get the other plates off the table. By the time the kids and Philip appeared, neither of us looked like anything at all had happened.

“He’s up!” Sarah announced as Philip walked in behind her.

“I see that.” I laughed. “How’d you sleep?”

“That mattress is a fucking dream,” Philip said.

“Language,” I said, shooting him a look.

“A freaking dream,” he corrected. Tommy laughed but Sarah didn’t seem to notice.