Page 53 of Summer Kisses

I let my head fall back to the mirror, my legs widening as he dropped to his knees in front of me.

"I want to taste you."

"Yes, please."

He dove in, not wasting any time teasing me. This was a full-frontal assault of my senses. He was probably in a hurry because Dalton was watching our breakfast cook. But my desire was peaked after last night. I wanted more.

When his fingers entered me, I cried out, and Brady hissed, "Shhh. You have to be quiet."

I bit my lip as he continued to lick and suck my clit, his fingers setting a steady rhythm, making me wish it was his dick inside me.

The orgasm rushed through me like a tidal wave, crashing into me with force. I could only grip the counter and hold on tightly. He moved up my body, kissing me. Tasting me on his lips only heightened my desire for him.

"I want more, but we don't have time."

"Can you get rid of Dalton? And take his key on the way out?" I asked.

Brady's expression fell. "I can't kick him out."

"He can't just drop by whenever he wants. That's not right. It's an invasion of our privacy. What if we'd been fucking in the kitchen?"

Brady shook his head. "I'll have to set some boundaries."

"If we were engaged for real, I'd tell you that he can't live here anymore. We're starting a life together, and I don't want any roommates. I want to enjoy this time with you."

He gripped my wrist. "You're right."

"What happens once he has the baby. Will he or she be here too? Is he setting up a crib?"

Brady stilled as if he hadn't thought about any of that. "I need to talk to him about his plans."

"Newlyweds wouldn't want to have a baby living under the same roof."

"We'd want to have sex on every surface without worrying about anyone walking in or a baby crying in the middle of the night."

"Exactly." I felt for Dalton, but he'd moved out with his girlfriend. He couldn't keep going back and forth. It wasn't fair to us.

"I'll talk to him."

"This should come from you. Not me."

Brady gripped the counter on either side of my hips and kissed me, making me forget all about being hungry and the fact that his brother was waiting for us in the kitchen.

Chapter Fourteen

BRADY

After our dalliance in the powder room, Hazel excused herself to take a shower. Dalton had already plated our food and was shoveling it into his mouth. "You know that was meant for Hazel, right?"

Dalton paused. "Shit. I didn't even think about that."

I sat next to him. "We're living together. You can't just come in whenever you want."

"But I have a key," Dalton said as if he didn't understand why his access would be denied.

I gave him a look. "We're newly engaged."

His eyes widened. "Oh, you want to fuck whenever you want."

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