Family Bonds- Ava and Seth (Amore Island Book 5) by Natalie Ann (popular books to read .TXT) 📕

He smiled while she sat down next to him and snuggled under his arm. “I leave it open. There is a light in the hallway in case she gets up to use the bathroom, but she hardly ever does. She sleeps solid right through.”

“I did leave it open, not fully, just halfway.”

“That’s fine. I’ll go check in on her in a few minutes. Maybe we can sit here and makeout like teens first. Get ourselves nice and warmed up.”

Her hand went to his thigh and she ran her fingers up and down, sliding under the hem of his shorts. “I don’t think I need much to get warmed up. How about you?”

“If you move your hand up any further you’ll find out how little I need,” he said.

His head lowered and captured her lips, his hands going into her hair and loosening the ponytail until it was falling down around her shoulders and he had a firm grip on her head.

He was leaning over her until she went backwards on the couch, him on top of her. They were grinding their hips against each other and he felt like a teen that was trying to rush so he didn’t get caught.

When her leg went up and her bare foot started to rub up and down the back of his leg, he knew they were going to have to go upstairs soon.

“Let me make sure Adele is settled for the night,” he said. “Why don’t you go to my room?”

They got up together. He’d already locked the door and the rest of the house and set the alarm when Ava was reading to Adele. He’d leave the light on in the living room for now though.

Adele was out so deeply she was actually drooling on her pillow. He left her door half opened like Ava had done. He’d done that before, so it wouldn’t seem odd, then he made his way down the hall to his room. Thankfully Adele had picked her room first when they came here and it was the furthest from his. He’d wanted to talk her out of it but was glad he didn’t in the long run.

He shut his bedroom door quietly and locked it. “Come here,” he said. She stood up from where she was sitting on his bed and went into his arms to be held. “I’m not sure how long I can hold off. The shower earlier was fun but probably not smart.”

“Not being smart is the fun of everything when it comes to being flirty though,” she said.

He supposed she was right.

He reached his hands down and pulled her shirt up and over her head. “You really looked hot in your bikini earlier. I was afraid I was going to have to roll my tongue back in my mouth and my daughter would want to know why I was panting like a dog.”

“I’m glad you liked it. I’ve only got two and the other one I don’t like that much so I didn’t have a lot to choose from. I don’t get a lot of time in life to put a suit on.”

“I don’t want to talk about bathing suits or anything else unless it’s what we are going to do to each other.”

“Sounds like my type of conversation,” she said. She took his shirt off too and then reached for his shorts, undid them and dropped it all down. “Get on the bed on your back. You’ve had a hard tiring day and I think it’s time you sit back and relax. Let me do all the work.”

“If you insist,” he said, getting on the bed.

“Oh, I do. I really, really do.” She finished taking off the rest of her clothes. “Condom in here?” she asked, opening the drawer.

“Yeah,” he said.

She opened it up and found the box, then took one out and laid it next to him on the pillow. She climbed on top of him, her knees on each side of his hips. “On second thought,” she said grabbing for the condom and opening it up, then sliding it on him. “I was going to play, but decided to get right to work.”

She lifted up and wiggled a little bit, then settled right back down on top of him. She was still so tight to him that he felt like he was going to come when her heat and wetness surrounded him. “God, you feel so good.”

“You too,” she said, lifting up again and sliding back down. “I could just do this all night right at this pace.”

“I might let you, but something tells me neither of us could really last that long if you did.”

“Probably not,” she said, reaching for his hands and putting them on her breasts. “I’m going to sit right here while you do some of the work.”

He smiled. “I thought I was supposed to relax.” But his hands were pinching her nipples, then flicking at them, and pinching some more when she let out a little squeak.

“That might not be a good idea since we’ve got to be quiet too.”

He reached his hand up and wrapped his fist in her hair, then brought her down, her mouth to his. “Ride me,” he said against her lips. “Hard and fast and make me want to scream out your name.”

“I can do that,” she said on a whisper. “Just don’t actually scream.”

“Don’t worry,” he said.

He crushed his mouth to hers while she started to grind against him, squeezing him tight inside of her.

The hand not in her hair went down to her hip to urge her to move up and down. To increase the pace and wear them both out.

She didn’t take much prompting and seemed to understand what he was asking.

Her speed was increasing and he was starting to build to the point he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold on.

“Slow down,” he said.

“Hell no,” she said, moving so hard on him he was afraid she might