“I suppose so,” she replied.
I wasn’t sure who moved first, but suddenly she was flush against me, and my mouth was on hers. We kissed frantically. Licking, sucking, and biting. I bent, cupping her ass and lifting her. She wrapped her legs around me, the heat of her evident even through the material that separated us. I sat down on the bench with her straddling me. I pulled my mouth from hers, dragging it over her cheek, down her neck, licking, and kissing at her soft, fragrant skin. I slid one hand up her thigh, dipping under her shorts, cupping her ass again. She undulated over me, whimpering. I grasped the back of her neck, meeting her wide gaze in the light glowing from her phone, which had ended up on the floor somewhere.
“We’re not going to be interrupted this time, Kelly. So you either need to climb off my lap and head into the house—” I leaned close, my mouth almost touching hers “—or know that I’m going to have you right here. Right now.”
“You gonna fuck me?” she responded, snaking her hand between us and wrapping her fingers around my hard dick. “You gonna use this big cock and fuck me?” Her eyes gleamed in delight as she spoke.
I grinned. She liked dirty talk? I could accommodate.
“You gonna get on your knees and suck my big cock?”
Nothing prepared me for how quickly she did exactly that. Her mouth around my cock was heaven and hell all rolled into one. Her tongue did things to me that I was certain were illegal in parts of this country. She rolled my balls and sucked the head, tonguing the slit and humming around it. I shook with the force of the desire pulsating through my veins. I slid my hands into her silky hair that hugged her head like a helmet, groaning her name. Every nerve in my body was on fire. I tugged at her head. “Enough, Kelly. Stop.”
I pulled her onto the bench, yanking off her shorts. I tugged her sexy legs apart, burying my face between them, grinning at her muffled gasp. She was sweet and musky on my tongue. Wet and ready. I planned on making her wetter. I licked and teased at her clit. Slid in one finger, then another, listening to her pleas and gasps of pleasure. Felt her orgasm growing, her legs tightening.
“Give it to me,” I demanded, adding a third finger and feeling her pulsating around me. She cried out, her head back, the tendons in her neck taut as she orgasmed. I stood, grabbing a condom from my back pocket, rolling it on as my pants dropped to the floor. I pulled her to the edge of the bench and slid into her, the feel of her around me tight and hot. She was still trembling from her orgasm as I began to move. I bent over her, grasping her hips and thrusting. Her breasts bounced as I drove into her, and she stared at me, wide-eyed and pleading.
“Play with them. Let me see.”
She plucked at her stiff nipples, rolling them between her fingers. She moaned as I lifted her higher, changing the angle. Sweat beaded on my head and the back of my neck.
“You need to come again soon,” I grunted. “You feel too good.”
“Oh God,” she moaned. “Not a problem.”
“Touch yourself. Show me.”
She slipped her hand between us, her fingers on either side of my dick. The sensation was too great, and I came. Moaning her name, thrusting harder, seeing stars as I shut my eyes, the sensation overpowering. She locked down, tightening around me, milking my cock and sighing my name.
When I came back to my senses, I bent over her and kissed her. We tasted like us.
“Is this how you welcome all the female visitors?” she teased quietly.
I kissed her again. “Only the sexy Shutterbugs that show up for weddings.”
“I feel special, then.”
“Good,” I replied. “You are.”
She frowned. “Don’t get attached, Brett. I’m not that sort of girl.”
“Good thing I’m not looking for an attachment,” I replied. “Just this.”
“Then we understand each other.”
“We do.”
The truth was, I never understood a single thing until it was too late.
CHAPTER FOUR
Brett
I returned to the present and the fire currently blazing, pushing my chair back farther into the shadows. I laughed as Theo insisted on toasting me a marshmallow, and despite its blackened exterior, I ate it, assuring him he had done a great job. I teased Gabby and made Stefano frown as I took Luna, cradling her in my arms.
“Perks of being favorite uncle, you know,” I informed him.
“Hey,” Maxx and Chase both objected.
“Give it up, boys. We know I’m her fave,” I said with a smirk, looking down at her little face. She was adorable with her plump cheeks and wild curls. She wrapped her fist around my finger, making her little noises and squirming until she was comfortable. Being an only child, I had zero experience with babies, but I enjoyed spending time with Maxx’s children and now Stefano’s. I was an adopted uncle to all of Stefano’s nieces and nephews, although they were all big kids when I met them. Being around the babies as they grew up was a cool thing.