In My Heart (Sweetbriar Hearts Book 1) by Everly Nora

Author:Everly, Nora [Everly, Nora]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-07-21T16:00:00+00:00

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Lily

I finished tucking Calla into her pink blanket sleeper, turned on the baby monitor, and left her room, leaving her door open a crack. I peered in at Dylan, Rocky slept, curled up at his feet. Tucking the covers around him, I kissed his cheek then patted Rocky’s head. This time when I entered the creaky hallway it didn’t freak me out, I wasn’t alone.

My kids were asleep, and I had a sexy man in my house. Go me. What would I do about this lucky scenario? I jogged down the hall and quickly descended the stairs because I was dying to find out.

Luke was in the kitchen putting the pots and pans he’d washed earlier away. If men wanted to get lucky more often, they should take a note from Luke and do the freaking dishes. Watching Luke scrub my pots pushed all my sexy buttons. Watching him be sweet to my babies made me want to fall on the floor and let him have his way with me. It really was that simple. Flowers? Eh. Love letters? Meh. Chocolates? Okay, yes to the chocolates. But in all seriousness, help a mother out, and you are going to get all kinds of action. I snuck up behind him and hugged him around the waist.

He laughed and turned around in my arms. “Kids asleep?” he asked.

“Yep.” I stared up into his eyes, then down at his mouth. I wasn’t in the mood to be subtle. “Kiss me,” I ordered.

He grinned and bent low to touch his mouth to mine. I groaned and turned sideways so the counter was behind me and hopped up. Curse my shortness. I couldn’t reach what I wanted, and what I wanted was more than a lip touch. I needed a boost. Once I was on the counter, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him close, threaded my fingers into his luscious hair, and kissed him hard. I wrapped my legs around his waist, so he couldn’t get away, not that he was trying—and I took. I took the kisses I wanted, the kisses I had been longing for, the kisses I had missed from him over all these years. He dug his fingers into my hips and pulled me forward, grinding himself against me. After a moment, I wasn’t doing the kissing anymore—he was. I was now the one along for the ride, kissing him back, letting him in. His lips moved over mine, thoroughly—soft, hard, licking, biting, all of it. His tongue traced my lips and demanded entrance. I opened for him.

This kiss. It was more than a kiss—we responded to each other in a language only we knew. We spoke with kisses. I missed you. I love you. I’m home.

His fingers dug into my hips, then traveled up my back. He wrapped one arm around my waist, fingers trailing up the hem of my shirt while his other hand glided up my back to caress my cheek. He wound my curls around his hand and took control.

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