Page 26 of All for Love

KODY

After the very unexpected, absolutely mind-blowing sex, I gave her what she’d been chasing—praise. I looked into her eyes, noting that she was blinking too hard and that her gaze still seemed slightly unfocused.

“You knew exactly what you were doing.” I lifted my hands and tucked strands of her hair that had come loose behind her ears. “If anyone here is the promiscuous rulebreaker, it’s you.”

I pulled out of her and took care of the condom. When I turned back to her, she was fixing her skirt, smoothing it out. Then she spun to face the mirror and grimaced when she saw her hair. She didn’t look at me, but she sniffed and shrugged her shoulders.

“I didn’t even get my release, so let’s keep that in mind when we start talking about the sex not being that good, shall we?”

A flat-out lie if I’d ever heard one, but I didn’t call her out on it. I knew what I knew, and I knew she’d come hard. The knowledge was good enough for me. I didn’t need to be applauded for the effort. Apparently, though, she liked praise and I was feeling generous right now.

Moving in behind her, I molded my body to her back and locked eyes with her in the reflection as I grabbed her ass. “I took it easy on you. I couldn’t risk you screaming my name in my father’s house, could I? You were great, though.”

I smacked her ass, then buttoned myself back up, checked that my hair didn’t look freshly fucked, and left. As I walked out, I didn’t let on that she had, in fact, just rocked my world or that it might’ve just been the hottest thing I’d ever done.

It had been even better than last time. Perhaps because of the risk of being discovered, but hot damn. It’d been a long time since I’d walked away from a sexual encounter with my mind in a fog and my skin zinging, but all that was true right now.

She really had blown my mind. Not only because I absolutely hadn’t been expecting it, but because she’d done everything like she lived in my head and knew exactly what I wanted. The soft-spoken command not to make a sound before she simply dropped to her knees without saying a word about what she was going to do. The teasing kisses before she finally wrapped those full lips around my cock. Even the fact that she’d started to touch herself like she just wasn’t able to help it.

I’d just had a spectacular orgasm, and yet, thinking about it was going to get me hard again if I didn’t stop. The woman was a sexual miracle. That much, I was sure of. If it kept getting better every time, I was going to have to start convincing my dad to make dinner a bi-weekly thing.

I let out a long breath as I smoothed my hands over my hair and tried to clear my head. Going back to the bar, I dropped another couple of ice cubes in my drink and then carried it back out to the patio, not quite knowing how I was going to explain where I’d been for so long.

The heaters outside had been turned up as the temperature had plummeted while we’d been locked together, and Kaden, Brooke, my dad, and Margaux were now lounging on the sofas. Each couple was cuddling under a blanket on the sofas, leaving a single seater vacant on either side of the grouping for Mercedes and me.

Grabbing a blanket from the pile on the table, I strode over to join them and sat down before draping the blanket over my legs. “What did I miss?”

“Where were you?” Kaden asked, looking me up and down. His gaze lingered on my hair for a beat too long. “We thought you might’ve left.”

I shook my head and lifted my drink, shaking the glass a little to let them hear the clinking of the ice inside. “Nah. I was just getting a refill and my phone rang. I had to take it. What are you guys talking about?”

“Thanksgiving and Christmas are right around the corner,” Margaux said with an excited smile. “Time sure is flying. Have you seen Mercedes? I just want to check that she’s still in for both this year.”

“I, uh, no,” I lied. “Where did she go?”

Brooke searched my eyes before she dipped her head toward the house. “Inside. Just a couple of minutes after you, actually. We were wondering if you two had gotten into it in there.”

I shrugged. “Nope. Sorry. We can catch her up when she gets back. What about Thanksgiving and Christmas?”

“Margaux and Mercedes have some traditions that they’d like to observe,” my dad said. “We’ll hang and stuff the stockings together on Christmas Eve, watch some movies, roast chestnuts…” He trailed off.

She picked it up from there. “We also usually have a homemade breakfast casserole with a cup of coffee, and then later, in the afternoon, we like to go for a walk after all the gifts have been opened.”

“It’ll be a nice break before the craziness of hosting dinner begins,” my dad added. He gave me a meaningful look before turning it to my brother. “A lot of these things are usually done while they’re in their pajamas. I don’t even know if you boys still own any, but buy some. I’ve promised my wife that we’ll do it all. Together. Right, boys?”

Kaden nodded and Brooke seemed unsure if the invitation included her, but they’d have to discuss that later. It was up to him to decide if he wanted her around for the holidays.

As my father turned back to me, I nodded tightly. This wasn’t up for negotiation, it seemed, and it wasn’t like I had anything better to do. “Yeah, uh, I’ll be here. I may not be able to stay too late either of the nights, but I’ll do my best.”

Dad’s lips pursed, but while I was happy to commit to making an appearance, I wasn’t about to promise to move in for a few days. As I said it, I looked past my father’s shoulder to see Mercedes walking back out onto the patio.

She took in the scene, picked up her glass of wine, and grabbed a blanket for herself before sitting down on the single seater opposite mine. “Christmas?”

Margaux nodded. “I was just telling them about our traditions. We’re going to have a lot of fun doing it together this year.”

Her gaze softened on her mother’s as she nodded. “What about Thanksgiving? Kaden mentioned a party?”

Dad nodded and gave her a fond smile. “Parties and holidays go hand in hand, but don’t worry. We’ll make sure to include all the traditions you and your mom have either before or after the parties.”