Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Holy fucking fuck, my wife is the hottest woman on the planet.
Winnie fell forward onto my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her back as we both lay there, trying to catch our breath. Both of us were sweating like a couple of hogs on a hot day, but I wouldn’t change it for anything.
Winnie managed to lift her head just enough to meet my eyes, her chest still racing with her heartbeat. “You know, we’re getting to the age where we’re going to have to start taking some water breaks.”
I chuckled. “I second that.”
“I had a feeling you’d agree.”
Curling myself up with my abs, I slid my hand into the back of her silky hair and took her lips in a slow and lazy kiss.
I’d just meant to express my appreciation for her—for my life—but eventually, that kiss began to grow deeper, greedier, and frenzied us both into a need for round two.
Shifting her body, I rolled us both so that she was under me again and ground my newly re-hardened cock between her legs. She moaned, and I scored the outline of her lips with a cut of my tongue, but when an unfamiliar sound, a thump and a crack from the front of the house, filled my ears, I pulled away.
“Did you hear that, Win?”
She nodded and her eyes searched mine, frightened.
We froze then, listening so intently that my pulse throbbed in my ears, but when the sounds of a door actually opening and footsteps entering the house became unmistakable, my wife’s eyes went wide in shock and confusion, and I jumped up.
“Oh my God, Wes,” she whispered toward me as I pulled on my jeans commando and headed for the closet to find some sort of weapon. “Is someone in the house?”
A familiar voice echoed down the hallway just as I’d found the shotgun at the back of Aunt Paula’s extra linens.
“Hello? Win? You sleeping?”
“Is that my brother Jude?” Winnie questioned, hopping off the bed and grabbing her nightgown and panties. Setting the gun back in its place, I exited the closet on a prowl.
“Wes? You here too?” the voice called out again, growing louder with each word. “Pretty sure that’s your Rover out there in the driveway. And if it’s not, then whoever is here better fucking explain themselves!”
Instantly, I knew with certainty it was definitely one of her brothers. Most likely Jude, but it could’ve also been Ty. Those two had very similar intonations in their voices.
“I swear to God, if he wakes up Lexi, I’ll kill him,” Winnie promised through a scowl, her “mom face” awakened and fully engaged. Scrambling, she grabbed her matching robe from the corner lounger and wrapped it tightly around her body, following me on quick feet as I opened the door and stepped out of the room.
And right there, at the end of the hallway, stood both Jude and Ty, their imposing figures casting shadows down the long walls of the night-light–illuminated hallway.
“Hey, sis,” Jude greeted, his voice still too fucking loud for the middle of the night.
“What are you guys doing here?” Winnie questioned and stomped toward them. “And seriously, stop shouting, or else you’re going to wake up Lexi.”
“Little Lex is here too?” Ty questioned hopefully, but my wife wasn’t having any of it.
“Seriously?” she asked with a flick to the back of Ty’s ear that made him wince. “Where else would she be? Why are you here?”
Jude grinned. “We were tired of sweating our balls off in New York, and Uncle Brad said we could come.”
Winnie narrowed her eyes. “But Uncle Brad said Wes and I could have the lake house for the week.”
Ty shrugged. “He told us the same thing.”
“Uncle Brad double-booked us?” Winnie breathed, her sweet voice quivering with an edge of unexpected betrayal. I had to admit, if she weren’t upset and my cock weren’t still hard, I’d probably have found this all a little more amusing.
“I guess it’s a good thing there’s more than enough guest rooms for everyone, huh, little sis?” Ty responded, nonplussed.
“What do you mean everyone?”
“Remy and Flynn aren’t too far behind. Should be here in about twenty or thirty minutes.”
“What?” My wife tossed both hands up in the air. “All four of you obnoxious heathens are going to be here?”
“Aw, c’mon, sis. You wound me.” Jude feigned discomfort by putting a hand to his chest.
“Obnoxious heathens?” Ty repeated with an amused smirk. “I mean, really? Is that how you want to greet your favorite brothers?”
Winnie nearly growled, and I almost laughed at how fucking adorable she was when anger took over. Almost. A year of marriage had taught me a small lesson in self-preservation. Sometimes, it’s just best not to poke your wife when she’s already angry. Instead, I angled toward consolation.
“Baby, it’s all good.” I stepped forward to wrap my arms around her chest to defuse the situation. “The lake house has plenty of bedrooms for everyone. We’ll still have a relaxing vacation away from the city, and I’m sure Lex is going to be pretty damn excited that her uncles will be here, too.”