cheeks and began to suck. She licked and sucked on his dick like it was her favorite treat.
Brian wasn’t sure when his hands slipped into her hair. All he knew was that he was falling endlessly and hopelessly in love with this woman. The woman that couldn’t garden worth a damn, and she was as innocent as they came.
She didn’t understand half of the things he had done or seen. But she did something to him that he couldn’t explain, and it wasn’t just blow him like no one ever had before. She tipped his life upside down and back again, and he'd be damned if he wasn’t loving every minute of it.
“Katie, stop,” Brian rasped, “I’m going to come! You need to slow down.”
She sucked harder, digging her nails into his ass and sucking him until his tip hit the back of her throat. And then he was coming, his load spurting into her mouth and down her throat. She choked a little but continued to try and take all of him.
He was calling her name. His knees were weak, and his mind hopelessly clear.
When thought and reason came back to him, he had her in his arms.
“Where in the fuck did you learn that?”
She laughed, and Brian shuddered.
“Maybe I don’t want to know,” he grumbled.
Katie only laughed harder, “If you must know, I read up on it. You know, the Internet.”
Brian blinked, “What?”
“I wanted to do a good job.”
Brian could hardly believe what she was saying, “You studied giving a blow job?”
Katie nodded against his neck, “Well, yeah. I mean, where did you learn the cool moves, you know?”
Brian choked on the air, “Um, the same way, sweetheart.”
“You are full of shit,” Katie pinched his nipple hard, and Brian broke in the most carefree laughter Katie had ever heard come from him.
It was joyful and easily the best sound in her life.
“Hey,” Katie poked his chest again, “Sutton’s thinking that you might be my stalker. I told her how ridiculous that was. I mean, why would you do that?”
Brian went still beside her, uncertain of what to say.
“It’s just crazy, right?”
Brian wondered if he could get away with strangling his sister-in-law.
“Brian?”
26
Julio wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to Marco. “Can you hand me the wrench?”
Marco smirked and handed him the hammer. “Boss, are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
Julio’s brow furrowed, “Of course I bloody well know what I’m doing. I am fixing the air conditioning unit!”
Marco nodded, “Yeah, I see that, but the coil you just broke in half? They are going to need that.”
“Fucking hell,” Julio muttered.
“Boss, I can have someone here in ten minutes.”
Marco whipped out his smartphone, “Just say the word.”
“You all aren’t having any trouble up here, are you?”
The color on Julio’s face heightened as he saw Natalie climbing up the ladder onto the roof.
“I don’t believe we have met; I am Natalie.”
Marco grinned at her, “Hi, I’m Marco.”
“He’s a friend of mine,” Julio hurried to say as he moved to her side.
Natalie smiled at Marco, “It’s nice to meet a friend of Julio’s that isn’t a business associate.”
Marco’s smile fell, and Julio winced.
“Oh,” this time, it was Natalie who was embarrassed. “I meant no harm. I am sure you are good at what you do.”
Marco smiled again. “I am a father, and like Julio, I am retired from the other stuff.”
Natalie looked from Marco to Julio, “Did you know each other then?”
Marco nodded, “Yes, and although I have been in the habit of calling him Boss, I actually worked for his cousin Jennings. Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know that PI Jackson, would you?”
Julio choked out, “They work together.”
Natalie gave him a funny look, “Yes, I do work with a man named Jackson, but he has been on assignment for some time.”
Marco rolled his eyes, “Assignment my ass, the man has been eating me out of house and home. It’s a good thing he is so good with the girls. The man loves homemade Mexican food, and my Gina makes the best.”
Natalie looked from Marco to Julio and back again.
“How does Jackson know you?” Natalie asked.
Marco saw Julio’s stricken face and made something up, “Oh, we go way back!”
Natalie nodded as if it all made sense.
Julio was terrified she would put together that the person Jackson had been working for was himself. But she surprised everyone by saying, “I would love to try that homemade Mexican food sometime!”
“How about tonight?” Marco offered. “It’s Taco Tuesday. You haven’t tasted tacos