Her mouth curved against mine slyly. “Oh, I think you’re going to want to see them.”
That made me pause. Reluctantly, I pulled back just enough to glance at the album lying abandoned on the bed. Every part of me wanted to stay buried in her kiss, but the look in her eyes—mischief and nerves tangled together—had me reaching for it.
I thumbed to the back pages and—
Holy. Shit.
My cock twitched instantly.
There she was. Dani, stretched out on a set of white, rumpled sheets. Naked. One shot had her lying on her side, hand draped low, her tattoos framing the curve of her stomach like art. Another—fuck—had her on her back, thighs parted just enough, belly front and center, nipples tight and dark as if daring me to look away.
I couldn’t.
“Holy fuck, kitten,” I breathed, my voice ragged. My thumb hovered over the image, not touching, just tracing the shape of her like it could burn into me. “God, you’re perfect. Do you know what this does to me?”
Her teeth caught her lip, a flush blooming across her cheeks. She didn’t answer, and she didn’t need to.
“I have a pretty good idea,” she teased, rocking against the erection tenting my sweats. “But you’re welcome to show me your appreciation.”
And just like that, reverence gave way to need.
She gave a startled laugh as I shifted, guiding her back until she was stretched across the mattress. The album slid to the floor with a soft thump, forgotten, while I braced myself over her.
God, she was beautiful like this—hair fanned wild against the pillow, belly round and proud between us, lips swollen from my kisses.
“Look at you,” I muttered, my mouth dragging down her throat. “My perfect girl. My perfect mama.”
Her fingers tangled in my shirt, tugging, urging me closer. I shoved it over my head and ground against her, groaning at the heat radiating through her thin sleep shorts. She arched beneathme, gasping when my hands slid under her top to cup her tits, thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples.
“Brooks,” she moaned, her hips rocking up, hungry. “God, I need you.”
And just when I was ready to tear those shorts down her legs and bury myself inside her, a sharp sound cut through the room.
“Mrrrow.”
I lifted my head, blinking toward the closet door. A small orange tabby sat there like she owned the place, tail flicking, green eyes fixed on us with pointed disapproval.
“Umm, Dani?” I muttered, half out of my mind with lust.
Dani bit her lip like she’d been caught red-handed. “Oh, yeah,” she said, her eyes dancing. “Funny story—”
“I can’t wait to hear it,” I said, my voice low, already caving even with my hands still full of her tits.
She pushed at my chest just enough to sit up on her elbows, cheeks flushed and hair mussed, looking equally guilty and smug. “So, I’ve been spending a lot of time at Pawsitive Vibes since I’m not allowed to travel anymore. Which, I get—doctor’s orders and all that—but a girl has to find a serotonin boost wherever she can. And the cats have basically become my support group. And this beautiful girl—”
She nodded toward the tabby, who was now licking her paw like we weren’t the rudest interruption in the world.
“—was abandoned by her owners. Just left behind when they moved. Can you believe that? And she’s sweet, Brooks. Well, sweet in that prickly, I-only-like-you kind of way. She follows me around the café, sits in my lap while I work on social posts. She even headbutted me once, which I’ve realized is basically a feline declaration of love.”
The cat meowed again, as if to back her up. Great, they were already double-teaming me.
Dani’s voice softened. “I just . . . I couldn’t leave her. Not when she’d already been tossed aside once.”
Something in my chest just cracked wide open. Of course, Dani had done this. Of course, she’d taken one look at something abandoned, something unwanted, and had decided to make it hers. To make it family.
My throat went tight, my hands still cupping her breasts because I couldn’t seem to let go. “Kitten, you’re gonna make me fall in love with you all over again.”
Her smile was small and knowing, the kind that told me she already understood. My mouth brushed her cheek, my voice dropping low, filthy. “But don’t think this gets you out of what I promised. Once we get her—”
