“God, Kacie. You feel so good.” He sounded erotically pained.
My fingers scratched against his back as he moved in me faster and faster. His hands curled around my shoulders, pulling me against him as he groaned loudly. The way he sounded when he came was just what I needed to push me over the edge. I called out over and over so loud, Brody tried to cover my face with his shoulder. His body went limp, laying on top of me while we caught our breath. After a minute, he rolled off of me and propped himself up on his elbow.
“I think I was too loud.” I panted, staring up at the stars.
Leaning over and kissing my shoulder, he laughed quietly. “Uh, you were definitely vocal.”
Throwing my arm over my face, I cringed internally. “I couldn’t help it.”
“It’s our pier, I told you. It’s magical.”
In the morning, I jumped out of bed before the sun was up and headed down to the kitchen. Kacie was sitting at the island, half-asleep and curled around her coffee cup.
“Good morning.” I kissed the top of her head.
She grunted back without looking up at me.
I laughed. “Little tired today, are we?”
“Beyond.” She blew on her steaming coffee and scoffed at me. “And I’m still mad about losing my favorite tank top.”
Last night, after laying on the pier, talking for hours, and having sex one more time, we got up to get dressed and one of us realized the other one accidentally tossed her tank top in the lake after he peeled it off of her. Knowing it was her favorite one, I felt bad, but the sight of her trying to cover herself as she ran up to the house was well worth the cost of a truckload of new tank tops. Of course, I couldn’t let her sneak through the house like that. Halfway up the yard, I took my T-shirt off and put it over her head. It was about eight sizes too big and went to her knees, but she’d never looked sexier.
I poured my own cup of coffee and sat down next to her. “If it makes you feel any better, I have about thirty mosquito bites on my ass.”
She was taking a drink and nearly spit it out as she covered her mouth with her hand.
“Oh my God.” She tossed her head back and laughed hard once she swallowed her coffee. “Do you really?”
“Hell yeah. I was scratching all night,” I pouted.
“Awww.” She reached over and nuzzled her nose into my neck. “Want me to kiss it and make it better?”
“You’d kiss it for me?”
She pulled back and shrugged. “Sure. Why not?”
“In that case, did I say the mosquito bites were on my ass?” I raised an eyebrow at her. “What I meant was that I have mosquito bites all over my—”
“Brody!” Lucy jumped into my arms just as I was about to tell Kacie where I’d like her to plant her lips.
Kacie elbowed me in the gut as she got up to refill her coffee cup.
“Where’s my other Twinkie?”
“She doesn’t want to brush her hair, so she’s hiding in the bathroom.” She giggled.
I watched as Kacie bent over and pulled a frying pan out of the cabinet, wondering if she had any idea how truly captivating she was. She had on a long gray robe thrown over her Minnesota Wild tank top and gray pajama pants. A few stray pieces of her long copper hair had escaped the messy bun at the back of her head, making her neck look irresistible. She grinned at Lucy’s crazy babbling as she slid over to the fridge and grabbed a few eggs. Call me a * or a pansy or whatever you want, but this woman’s sexy simplicity drove me crazy and I didn’t care who knew it.
“Did you hear me, Brody?”
“I’m sorry, baby. What?” I looked down at Lucy.
“I said I didn’t know you were coming today.”
“You know what, I didn’t know it either.” I grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl and started peeling it for her. “I decided late last night to drive up and see you guys.”
“Are you staying here with us today?”
“I wish I could, but I have to go home.”
Lucy’s shoulders slumped and her tiny bottom lip jutted out as her glance fell to the floor, nearly killing me. “I’m so sorry, kiddo, but I have practice today.”
Piper skipped into the kitchen and jumped right into the conversation. “Can we come and watch you play hockey sometime?”
I spun on my stool to face her. “Yes! You want to come and watch sometime? I would love that!”
“Yeah!” They both jumped up and down, pumping their little arms in the air.
“Maybe one weekend when your mom doesn’t work, you all can come and see a game. Maybe spend the weekend at my house?” I rushed through that last part while avoiding eye contact with Kacie.
“Really?” Piper asked excitedly, her eyes almost bugging out of her head.
“Can we, Mom?” Lucy followed up.
“Uh…” Kacie looked from Piper to Lucy to me. “Maybe. We’ll see, okay?” The girls pouted as Kacie quickly changed the subject. “How do you guys want your eggs today? Scrambled or over easy?”