Page 59 of Summer Heat
My brothers were the ones who got the girls.
Chapter Sixteen
Kinsley
I woke up to the smell of bacon. My body was sore, but I felt good. I stretched, remembering last night. How he went down on me in the shower, and how content I felt after so many orgasms. It was like he was breaking me apart with each climax, making me bare more of myself to him.
He said he was looking for something serious, but had he just said that because he wanted me now?
I got up, needing to know how things would be this morning. Would he pretend that nothing had happened?
My stomach sank at the prospect. I combed my hair, brushed my teeth, and pulled on sweats. I padded downstairs.
In the kitchen, Shep sat at the counter.
He turned his head when I walked in and smiled. "Morning, beautiful."
My heart was beating fast, and I felt a little lightheaded.
He stood and crossed the room to greet me, pulling me into his body and kissing me thoroughly. When he finally pulled away, my lips felt swollen. "Are you hungry?"
I blinked up at him. "Starved."
He bustled around the kitchen, preparing a plate for me and pouring a cup of coffee. I moved to stand near him, wanting to be close.
He lifted me onto the counter. "I want to feed you."
I spread my legs so that he could stand between them. "Okay."
He cut my eggs and lifted the fork to my mouth.
There was something about being fed like this that felt intimate. "I could get used to this."
"Me too." He didn't smile or add a wink to his comment.
"But it will be hard to feed me with Maya underfoot," I said with a smile.
He raised a brow. "But we can indulge ourselves when she's at Derek's."
I liked that he was talking about the future. That had to mean something, right?
We continued, taking turns feeding each other and laughing when something fell to the floor.
"I'd like to take you to bed and keep you there, but we have to work. We have deadlines to meet."
I felt happy that he wanted to take me to bed. He wasn't making excuses or pretending like nothing happened last night.
"There's just one rule today."
"What's that?" I asked as he took our plates to the sink.
"You have to wear my shirt with nothing underneath it."
"Are you saying I should lose the sweats?"
He gave me a look over his shoulder that could have melted my clothes off. "It will be hard to get any work done. I might fuck you against a wall…or two."
Were my panties already wet? "Was that supposed to be a warning, because I think I'm going to like that."
