“Cole Silver,” she murmured, her breasts brushing against my chest.
“Adele Jacks,” I rasped in return. “I love you.”
I rocked my hips upward, and she closed her eyes, letting out a whimpery moan. When she lifted her hips, I notched myself at her entrance, sucking in a sharp breath at the tease of her slick heat. On the heels of another breath, she sheathed me in her clenching, slippery channel.
“I love you,” I murmured again.
When I seated myself fully inside her, we held still for a moment, staring into each other’s eyes. My heart pounded hard and fast against my ribs. I savored the feel of her heart beating in tune with mine.
“I’m so lucky,” she whispered.
“We’re both lucky.”
She shifted her hips, and we began to rock together, chasing our release. I teased my fingers over her clit when I began to feel her body tremble and clench tight. She shuddered and cried out. I savored the sound of my name just before my own release stole my breath and sizzled through me. I was left gasping as I held her close when she curled against me.
Afterward, she insisted we had to watch Tommy’s new favorite show. “Because it’s one of my favorites too,” she said with a grin.
“How do I not know this?” I asked.
“We haven’t watched much TV together, but if Tommy’s going to start baking, we might as well make it a whole group thing, where we all watch the show. We can make requests.” She waggled her brows.
In all honesty, initially, I was just humoring her. But as soon as the show got going, I discovered, in one evening, multiple recipes I wanted him to try, and the show was lighthearted and fun. “Okay, I’m on board.”
“We could all watch it over at the resort,” she said.
I glanced at her. She was curled against my side, wearing nothing but a tank top and underwear with one knee thrown over my bare leg. “I don’t know. I mean, I’m all about the family activities, but I kind of like you dressed like this,” I teased her, trailing my fingers down between her breasts, before squeezing one lasciviously with a brow waggle.
When she giggled, the sound echoed in my thoughts as I fell asleep not much later.
Chapter Forty
ADELE
Peanut butter & jelly
Tommy wasbeaming when I walked into the kitchen late the next afternoon. “You look like you had a good day at school,” I said, smiling.
“Do you want to see what I made?” he asked in ashout-whisper, his tone conspiratorial.
“Sure.”
“You can’t tell anyone.”
“No one?”
“Well, Grandma knows,” he allowed.
Just then, Maggie walked out of the pantry, grinning indulgently at him. “He is excited about this one. I have to say, it’s amazing.”
“What kind of cake?” I asked.
“Well,” she began. “Cole told us you liked the peanut butter and jelly cake you saw them make on a show, so…” My eyes went wide. “Tommy made his own version.”
Tommy swung the refrigerator door open and carefully lifted out a cake. It looked like agiant sandwich.
“Oh, wow! It looks like an actual sandwich,” I exclaimed.
“But it’s a cake,” Tommy said proudly.
