He was on his knees and hands underneath my ass, squeezing as I kept coming. I was begging him to fuck me.
His mouth moved from my neck to collarbone as he slid in deeply. Staring with deep and slow thrusts, he couldn’t hold back. He was pounding me, holding my legs and grasping my thighs as he rocked back and forth. Pulling me on top of him, he fell to his back. My fingers dug into his chest, setting the pace as I rode him hard.
His brows dipped down low, frowning almost as he stared into my eyes. “You like it like that?” I growled out.
A slap on my ass, his hands grasped my flesh and helped me move up and down his slick cock faster. “You know, I do.”
Moaning, I almost came. He grinned and let my breast free from his grasp. With a coy smile, I slid off him and turned around. Sitting on him reverse, I laid my back against his chest, and he pushed in. His hands wrapped around my thighs, almost pulling me backwards as he began to pound in and out deeply.
“I’m going to blow. Shit!” he grunted, trying to slow.
“No, rub me,” I moaned, grinding down into him.
His hand traced down one thigh, and I held it up as he gave a pulsing slap of his hand to my clitoris. Sending me over the edge for a final time, he blew deep inside of me. My legs were shaking as I tried to catch my breath.
I didn’t want to move, and I don’t think he had the energy to, either. I laid there, smiling with a soft laugh. “Do you remember the first time we slept together? I still think your mum knew what we were doing up in your room that day.”
The vibrations of his chest tickled my body as he laughed. “Everyone knew what we were up to! God, after you left the next morning at breakfast, all mum did was glare. Dad was smirking, and Scott was wiggling his damn brows while Jessie ignored me. Those looks said it all.” He brushed a piece of my hair away and kissed my bare shoulder. “I was so nervous that day, but I’m getting better, yeah?”
“I had no idea that they knew. It wasn’t like we didn’t know each other, though. I’m just glad your music was on to block out our awkwardness and thank God, you didn’t move to the pace of AD/DC,” I smiled and tilted my head to see him better. “You’ve always been good, just now, things are really good. We have some pretty amazing sex.”
Smiling back, he nodded. “I have never hated having sex with you, Gabby, but yeah, let’s keep having some amazing sex.”
Moving, he laid on top of me and kissed me passionately. Our bodies were sweaty and in need of a shower. I really hoped that no one had decided to take a stroll along the beach. Otherwise, they’d have gotten quite a show from us.
Pulling away, only for a moment, he skimmed his lips to mine and ran his fingers down the curve of my breast. “I’m really sorry for the past years.”
Reaching between us, I began stroking him hard again. “Me too, I took so much out on you, and it wasn’t fair.”
“I can take the blame. I deserved it. You were never treated with respect.” He began to kiss me again, groaning as he kept getting harder. “I want you bent over, baby.”
I grinned, kneeling forwards on all fours as he teased me. “I hope no one is outside.”
“If they are, then they’ll be getting a free show.” He then slapped my ass again harder. “Oh, God, I love your ass,” he said as he entered me and began a delicious pace.
Moaning, my eyes flew open as I felt his thumb somewhere it had never ever wandered to before. “Wha—?” I squeaked, buckling forwards. As much as I wanted to hate it, I damn well couldn’t. It not only made everything feel so much more intense, but I came so hard that Brody had to hold me into him before I fell forward completely.
With a final thrust, he came and pounded faster. “Oh God, that was so hot. Did… you enjoy it?” His final words came out very hesitant and wary.
I couldn’t speak right away. I just nodded, laying on my stomach until my legs finally stopped trembling. “It was intense. What made you do that?”
I caught his smirk. “I don’t know. Just wanted to see your reaction and thought maybe down the road we could try anal if you’re okay with it.”
How the hell could he ask me that so calmly? I never had once thought or wanted to try that. I didn’t want to make him feel embarrassed for bringing it up, so I just smiled. “Uh, let’s stick to the finger first, then talk more about the other thing when we’re home.” There would be no anal. “But, that was incredible.”
He laughed, “Fair enough. If I do something that you don’t like, then you tell me, right?” I could see he was trying so hard not to screw this up.
I nodded, rolling to my back and grazing my hand up his thigh. “Of course, and you do the same too.”
We took a naked swim in the ocean, ate most of the food, and both of us got drunk by swigging out the wine bottle. Our bodies became reconnected with each other as we acted like two horny teenagers who only had one night to spend together. It felt so real, and I could feel us connecting ever more. Our bond was growing stronger.
The next morning, the water woke me up, and the smell of sea salt only brought a smile to my face as I lay, curled against Brody’s side and his strong, tanned arms wrapped around me.
A soft whisper escaped his throat, and I heard it perfectly this time. “I love you.”
“I love you. I love these mornings with you, just us and in your arms.” Everything about it was perfect.
He sleepily opened his eyes and kissed my nose. His voice laced with sleep. “We need to get back to the kids. Speaking of which, when are you going to stop your pill?”
“Soon-ish,” I said, luckily my voice was low and husky from sleep because he would have been able to tell I was literally shitting myself over that question.
It hadn’t even occurred to me or let along clicked into my mind until now. I finally figured out what I didn’t pack. That with all the sex we were having, I hadn’t taken my pill this entire trip.
CHAPTER TWENTY
We walked into the kitchen where the family just happened to all be. Brody first got over to the kids as they sat up eating a massive plate of bacon, eggs and pancakes. They get so spoilt by their grandparents. I couldn’t help but notice Tulip eating scrambled egg whites. That poor child.
“Nice evening.” Scott’s smooth voice came up behind me. I nodded, almost paling.
“It was, thanks.” The kids luckily had come at me for hugs, so I moved closer to them and away from him.
“Perfect evening,” Brody corrected, smiling as he took a seat. “Food looks good, mum.”
“Are you saying it doesn’t normally?” Loraine raised a brow as she kissed the top of her son's head, setting a plate of eggs, bacon, pancakes and fruit down in front of him. “Eat up. I’m sure you need fuel after, hopefully, making me another grandbaby last night.”
Oh, my God, the look on Brody’s face was priceless.
He laughed after a moment while my face was still red from embarrassment.
“From what it sounds like, they’ve been working on that since getting here,” Scott chimed in, taking the seat opposite Brody at the large outdoor dining table.
He was getting on my nerves. Sitting down on Brody’s lap, his hands immediately snaked around my waist, placing a kiss to my shoulder blade.
“I am a little worried that you’re a Peeping Tom, though, been standing at our door with your ear pressed against it or hiding in the bushes with your hand down your pants?” I said the last part low enough so Loraine or Fred would not hear, not that they could with Brody and Jessie’s hysterical laughter that followed.
Scott’s eyes narrowed, not amused one bit. “Why the hell would I want to listen to my brother lasting less than ten seconds?”
“He doesn’t, so maybe you can ask him for some tips if you’re in need of them, probably help your bad mood,” I winked, enjoying that I was pissing him off.
“I swear you, two, fight more like brother and sister than he and I fight like brother and brother,” Brody pointed out.
“Maybe bec
ause you’ve barely been around with all your working,” Scott spat back underneath his breath. “For anyone of us.”
I felt Brody tense against my body, and I slowly slid into the chair beside him. He sighed and shook his head. “That’s not fair, and you know it. I neglected certain people, but I was still around.”
“Daddy never eats breakfast with us. Mama gets really, really angry, and she, one time, threw the bowl of food at the wall.” Lila giggled. “It’s cause daddy has a whore.”
Christ, the kids heard everything. Lesson well and truly learnt.
Brody’s head snapped up faster than an elastic band. “You said that? In front of them?” He wasn’t yelling, but his tone was urgent and upset. “I can’t believe you really thought that I had someone on the side. All I damn had time for was work.”
Cringing as I kept my voice down, luckily, his parents were outside on the deck. Unfortunately, his brother was still opposite us. “I… How was I meant to know she was listening? I was mad, and you were rushing off. I’m sorry, but I was upset, and you had just accused me of screwing the neighbour.”
Brody shook his head. “He was looking at you all the time. He still does.”
“Doesn’t mean I was on my back for him,” I said back to him through gritted teeth. “You made it sound like I was the neighbourhood tramp.”
Scott snickered, and Brody shot him a heated glare. “Fuck off.”
“Never said a word.” Scott grinned back, taking a sip of hot coffee.
I took the hint to leave. It had immediately become awkward, and the way Brody was now, chewing his food, put me off being near him. Pushing myself up from the table. I looked over at the kids. “You, two, come get dressed.”
“But we’re still eating,” Noah whined. “I haven’t finished my drink.”
Lila nodded. “We’re going to the beach. Grandma said we can build sandcastles.”
“Sit and eat,” Brody sighed. “You haven’t had breakfast.”
“I’m not hungry, and I refuse to sit beside you when you’re eating your food like an animal,” I muttered and walked off.
I couldn’t sit there across from Scott and listen to him snickering about our problems. He’d be getting off at the thought, loving the fact that his mother’s favourite son wasn’t doing so well at home with his wife.
His presence was behind me, and I tried to avoid him for as long as I could while doing a load of the kid’s laundry. Cleaning wasn’t taking anything off my mind at all. Everything just seemed to be building up.
Us fighting, the kids, no birth control, Scott — I was going to snap and lose it soon.
Turning around after I closed the front loader door. I slumped against the machine. “I’m sorry. I know that I shouldn’t have said what I said about another woman in front of the kids. I didn’t know she was there.”
Brody sighed, walking in the laundry and closing the door. “Do you want us to work?”
Looking into his eyes, I nodded. “Yes, I do.”
“Gabby, we’re going to fight. But we can’t run after every one of them. I’m just shocked she said that, but I will get over it. Don’t ever think you’re the one in the wrong because we’re in this mess because of me.”
“Do you really think a baby would be good for us now?” I did want another, but I was completely terrified it would be too much of a strain on our relationship.
He sighed again and pushed me against the machine. “If you don’t want another, then I am okay with that. But we don’t have much more time.” Kissing my forehead tenderly, “I don’t like seeing you upset, but we need to sit the kids down and talk to them. They need to know.”
Slightly confused, I pulled away. “What do you mean we don’t have much more time?”
He laughed, a grin breaking out over his handsome face. “We are getting older, baby.”
Old — I hated that word. “We aren’t even thirty, yet. You may be older, but I am not,” I said looking at his chest. My gaze drifted lower, and with a sudden yank, his sweats and boxers were down around his thighs.
He stood there, smirking. “The door isn’t locked, baby.”
“Real quick,” I smiled, kissing and nipping at his jaw as I pulled my own shorts down.
He stopped me, grasped my arms tightly and lifted me up onto the washing machine. Sliding my panties to the side, he entered me swiftly and kissed me hungrily. “Real quick, that’s something I can do.”
I tried not to giggle at his joke about never lasting long before. I loved how long he lasted, obviously not before. But now, it was good timing, and I didn’t care if I got off or not. I just wanted him buried deep inside of me, feeling him take me roughly.
“Give it to me hard,” I moaned, wrapping my thighs around his hips and leaning back.
The vibrations of the machine were something new, definitely pleasurable as it brought my orgasm closer. The bouncing had me moaning into the crook of his neck, biting down to muffle my moans as I began to come. I was clinging to him and clawing his bare arms when the door pushed open, and then I was clawing for another reason.
Scott stood there, staring directly at me.
Expecting Brody to yell, he turned his head slightly and nodded at the door. His cock pulsing inside of me as he held me in place, covering my body with his and reaching to slam the door. “You mind? Not finished yet.”
The door slammed, and I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. I was horrified. “I haven’t taken the pill since we came here,” I blurted out instead.
He stilled inside of me and looked down. “You fell pregnant on the pill with Noah. I think you’re going to leave here pregnant,” he said and gave my thigh a smack as he started his pacing back up. “Such a bad, naughty girl. But fuck, I love you.”
I stayed in the laundry room, finishing up with what I had been doing in the first place. With a stupid grin on my face, I stared out the window dazed and somewhat giddy. We were having a lot of sex, crazy and spur of the moment. He was driving me insane. I just wanted to grab him and rip his clothes off as often as possible. With the wet linen in the basket, I left to hang them out while Brody had gone to shower.
As I was pegging the last shirt, Brody walked up behind me and gave my ass a slap.
“Why didn’t you stop when he walked in?”
“I was so close. Be fucked if I stopped.” He tapped my nose as I turned around. His hair was still damp and brushed over, and he was shirtless. How was I meant to control myself when he looked like this? “Now, talking about surprises, let’s talk about that thing you did with your mouth after I blew.”
Blushing, I took off, up the path, and he chased after me. Laughing the entire way to our room, I left Brody down at the beach and went down to the main house again. This time, I took the light sun dress off as I lay out and tanned with Rose and Jessie. I wanted to work on my tan, and if they were in bikinis, then there was no way I should be ashamed of the way I looked. Brody made me feel beautiful, and I didn’t want to be afraid any longer.
“You and Brody seem to be taking a lot of parent time together. I am exhausted just by watching how often you’re sneaking off,” Jessie smirked, glancing at me over her thick black sunglasses.
I smiled. “He’s not working. It’s really nice having him around again.”
Loraine walked over, handing us girls a cocktail, a special homemade mix, which often had people drunk by the second glass. I only stuck to one. Loving the heat against my skin, I laid back and listened to them talking about a girls night out, which we were all in for.
Lila and Noah took a shower after their swim, and I found myself back on the floor cleaning up the wet clothes thrown around the room as well as the fresh laundry that was also tossed about. Brody walked in, sat down on the bed and folded a pair of Noah’s boxers back up. “Scott just told me something very interesting.”
My heart stopped, almost. “Oh?” I asked, thinking shit he knew.
“Rose has been cheating on him. He hasn’t told mum or dad
, but he’s going to move out once we’re home again.”
Whoa, I hadn’t expected that at all.
“Oh,” I said quietly. “Why is she here then?” I mean, I hated that he was cheated on, but he wasn’t exactly innocent in things either.
“Free trip, she wants the money, and that’s it.” Brody picked up a shirt and went to hang it up. “I guess they had a field day at breakfast after what Lila said. I also made it very clear to mum that neither of us, have and would never cheat.”
“No, we wouldn’t,” I smiled. “I can’t even look at another man that way.”
Pulling me to him as I stood up, he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. “I know, and I wouldn’t do that to you either. Rose, however, does hate you. I don’t understand why. Guess, she’s just jealous.”
“How did he find out about her?” I asked, quietly.
Shaking his head, “Tulip told him that mummy was wrestling with a man naked in bed. When he came home sick, he walked in and found them fucking the day before we left for the trip. He’s pissed, and I guess she’s not really giving a shit what he thinks. It’s been going on for almost a year he said. She’s still with the guy.”
That was harsh. I felt bad for him, only a little bad.
“I want two more babies.”
His eyes opened wider. “Two? I was thinking one, but two would be great,” he smiled. “We’ll try for two.”
“If we had one, then that would need a little friend to play with,” I smiled. “Oh, and all our lovemaking is making your sister tired.”
Brody grinned. “Yeah, Scott said with all the sex we’re having, he can’t see how either of us has time to cheat.” Of course, he’d say that.
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