I don’t even know why he’d packed them, but his fatigues were packed snugly in his bag. I pulled out the jacket and grabbed the boots, before hiding in his closet to undress.
Brooks came into the room looking around for me. He must have thought I was in the bathroom, because once he was down to his underwear, he started climbing into bed, as if he knew something was about to happen.
I pushed open the double closet doors, wearing only his camo jacket and his extra-large boots. The jacket, which was left hanging open, was giant on me, but from the look on his face, he could have cared less. I trotted my way toward the bed, assuming that my strut was sexy. Brooks put his hands behind his head and had a huge smile on his face. About four feet from the bed, I tripped over my own feet and went face first into the mattress.
My knee was skinned and I was completely embarrassed, yet too drunk to care. I sat there, with my breast hanging out, laughing hysterically.
Brooks slid off the bed, silently making fun of me, while he checked my knee. “Are you alright?”
“I feel like an idiot. This was supposed to be sexy.”
He touched his jacket and looked at the rest of my body that was supposed to be hidden. “Trust me, Kat, you’re extremely sexy. Maybe next time you can go without the boots.” He pulled them off of me one at a time and helped me back up. I felt his hands reaching in and tugging off the jacket. When it fell onto the floor, I was standing there, completely naked in his arms.
“You really think I’m sexy?”
He kissed me slowly, taking his time to answer. “I can’t wait to get you in the pool tomorrow.”
I thought about the pool and it being dark outside. Mix that with half a bottle of wine and a very lightweight drinker, and my idea was probably outrageous. “How about we go swimming right now?”
He bit down on his lip and smiled. “Don’t tempt me with your nakedness, woman. I’m weak when it comes to you.”
“You make me happy.” The room was starting to spin and I was giggling even when things weren’t funny.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the bed. “We can swim tomorrow.”
I sat back up. “Can we make love now?”
He laughed more and I felt like he was making fun of me. He touched my thigh and ran his hand up between my legs. “You want to make love with my parents downstairs and our daughter across the hall?”
“Is this a trick question?”
Brooks walked his fingers from my belly button to one of my breast. He flicked the tip, causing me to jump. “Can you be quiet?”
I snickered. “Probably not.”
He was laughing too, but only had to cover my loud mouth so I didn’t wake up B. With his face against my ear he whispered, “If you can be really quiet, I’ll make love with you. Can you be quiet, beautiful?”
I nodded.
Brooks placed kisses on my skin as he slid down between my legs. I hadn’t expected it, but there he was playing with my sex and peering right at me. “Close your eyes.”
I let my head fall to the pillow and felt his warm tongue penetrating me. Every one of my senses came alive as I pictured in my head what his tongue was doing to me. Each stroke of his slippery muscle sent chills from my toes to my nipples. When fingers came into play, I lost control.
It felt too good.
I couldn’t take it.
I screamed out loudly, filling the whole house with my tremendous orgasm.
When I realized what I’d done, I shot up in the bed and looked right at Brooks. My hand covered my mouth as he shook his head and wiped off his face. “You suck at keeping quiet.”
“I couldn’t help it,” I whispered, knowing his parents had heard us. I pulled the covers over my head. “I’m never going downstairs.”
He rubbed me between my legs. “You’re going to have to put a sock in your mouth, because I’m not even half way finished.”
I kicked the covers off my feet and looked right at him as he climbed on top of me. If this was my last moments without being able to look them in the eyes, at least we could make it worth it. “I’ll be quiet this time.”
He kissed my lips and the scent of me lingered on them. “I don’t care how loud you get. Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to do this is my bedroom with you?”
I slapped his back. “You’re funny.”
“You’re mine, Kat. You’re finally all mine.”
And I was, utterly and completely his. My mind, body and soul belonged to this man.
Chapter 44
Though it was a bit embarrassing, I managed to go downstairs for breakfast the next morning when they called up the stairs that it was ready. It was also a must when we found that B was already out of bed and had been changed from her pajamas that were folded on top of her pillow. Brooks walked around in his underwear, as if he still lived there, while I rummaged through my old dresser drawers to find a real pair of pajama pants.