He grinned back, grabbed her by the waist and gave her the ride of her life.
He filled his mouth with her breast and his mind with her cries of pleasure and let the world as he had known it slide off and drift away.
*
The sound of a woman’s footsteps in the hallway, along with thumps and scampering that could only be Izzy and Hugo, startled them. Scott looked at Cole, tucked in the curve of his arm, and whispered in alarm, “Mom.”
A knock sounded on the door. “No hurry in there. Just wanted to let you kids know the dogs are hungry. Oh, and dinner’s ready when you are.”
As the sound of Cathy’s footsteps retreated back down the hall, Cole scrambled from the bed to unlock and open the door.
Ninety-five pounds of shaggy black Bouvier and sixty-four pounds of silky-smooth dark chocolate Lab bounded through the door and ran full-tilt toward Scott, who still lay in bed. They pounced on him together, barking in excitement as if let in on some game.
Smothering giggles with her hand, Cole approached the bed and looked down at Scott. “Are we ready?”
Scott sat up and reached for her, cupping her sweet naked ass in his palms. “For anything.”