The Bromance Book Club - Lyssa Kay Adams Page 0,83
you . . .”
His hands slipped between them and found the source of her ache. His fingers began to explore. She groaned and threw her head back.
“I could feel it, Thea. Your orgasm.” He slipped two fingers inside her, and she cried out.
“Your muscles squeezed around me and, God . . .” Gavin dropped his head against her shoulder and pumped his fingers in a steady rhythm. “It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt, baby. And when I came, I’ve never come like that before.”
Thea covered his mouth with hers. They tongue-kissed like teenagers as she rode his hand. She rocked her hips, seeking that feeling, that pleasure.
He let out a moan. “I’ve been in agony since that night. I w-want to make you feel that way again. I want you, Thea. So bad.”
The bang of a tiny fist on the bedroom door made her eyes fly open. “Shit!”
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Gavin groaned.
“Mommy!” It was Amelia.
“Just a minute, sweetie.” Thea pushed Gavin off her and grabbed the nearest item of clothing—a long T-shirt draped over the foot of the bed. Gavin rolled over with a dramatic flop. As Thea yanked her shirt over her head, Gavin threw an arm over his eyes.
“Just a sec, honey, I’m coming.”
“Not anymore, you’re not,” Gavin grumbled. Thea threw the covers over his lap as she rose to unlock the door.
Amelia shuffled in, dragging her blanket in one hand. Ava followed, clutching her duck.
“Daddy’s in here?” Amelia asked, her steps picking up.
“Yep. Come here and snuggle us.” The girls walked to Gavin’s side of the bed and waited for him to lift them up. They both laid down on top of the covers in the space between their parents.
“Daddy’s back doesn’t hurt anymore?” Ava asked. That was the reason they’d given for him sleeping in the guest room.
Thea dodged the question. “You’re up early,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to Amelia’s cheek. “Why don’t you go back to sleep for a while?”
The girls both closed their eyes. Thea rolled onto her side to spoon Amelia, and Gavin did the same with Ava. Above their daughters’ bodies, they locked eyes, and what she saw in Gavin’s made her throat thicken and her heart race.
The world turned on its axis again.
* * *
• • •
At ten o’clock that morning, Thea was cleaning up the kitchen when she got a text from Liv, who hadn’t come home last night.
She was staying at Alexis’s house for a few days and wouldn’t be able to watch the girls tonight.
Even just a few days ago, Thea would have immediately called her and tried to smooth things over. Not today. Not this time. Liv was behaving like a spoiled child.
Gavin hugged her from behind, a cup of coffee in one hand. “Liv?” he asked.
“She’s not going to watch the girls tonight.”
“She’ll get over it. We’ll figure something out for tonight.”
Thea turned in his arms, rose on tiptoe, and kissed him. Gavin made a noise low in his throat, set down his coffee, and hauled her tightly in his arms.
“We’ll figure out something for tonight,” he rasped. “If I have to spend twenty grand to fly my parents here, we will stay in that hotel.”
She lifted her mouth to kiss him again, but he held back with a wicked grin. “You know that thing I did with my hand this morning?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Next time I’m going to use my mouth.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
They didn’t have to spend twenty grand to fly his parents down.
Del and Nessa offered to let the twins stay at their house with Jo-Jo and a babysitter and then spend the night there. They’d apparently decided not to stay in the hotel because Nessa was still battling morning sickness.
“How long do we have to stay?” Thea asked as they pulled into the parking ramp of the ballpark, where the party was held. She tugged her pashmina around her shoulders.
“If you want to head straight to the hotel, I’m sure I can be persuaded,” Gavin said.
They’d been doing that all day. By unspoken agreement, the hotel had been the catch-all for what was actually going to happen there. As if saying the words out loud would jinx it all, like the superstition that you couldn’t say the words “no-hitter” when it became clear that a pitcher was headed for one.
Tonight, they would have sex again.
The question was: Would Thea be able to orgasm? And what would happen if she didn’t?
“I suppose we should make an appearance,” Thea joked.