Holidays With the Walker Brothers (8 page)

While
the other ladies in the dressing room continued to hem and haw, completely
oblivious to what was going on just next door, the three of them merely smiled
at one another, righting their clothes and speaking volumes with just their
eyes.

That
was truly one fantasy Travis was more than willing to fill anytime Kylie was in
the mood. Hell, he’d increase his credit lines and follow her around the mall
if she promised to make that happen again.

“I
love you,” Kylie mouthed, her eyes darting back and forth between both of them
as she stood just a few feet away. “Thank you.”

And
with that, Kylie slipped out of the dressing room, leaving them both standing there,
the chatting and giggling a sure sign that they wouldn’t be escaping anytime
soon.

Glancing
over at Gage, Travis couldn’t help but wonder whether he had a dressing room
fantasy as well.

♂♀

Curtis

“What’s
that?” Lorrie asked as he made his way into the room.

“What’s
what?” He grinned sheepishly, but wasn’t about to give himself away. Not yet
anyway.

“What
do you have behind your back?” Lorrie asked again.

She
was sitting on the couch, her e-reader in her hand, a candle burning on the end
table beside her and Curtis was looking forward to dropping right down beside
her for a little while. After the morning he’d had, he deserved a few minutes
to relax. In his opinion.

“Nothing,”
he lied, making his way around the couch so he could join her. Easing down
beside her, he kept his hand hidden behind his back while he watched her.

“I
know you are up to something, Curtis Walker.”

He
was always up to something, but he didn’t need to tell her that. She knew him.
She knew him better than anyone else.

“What
do you think it is?” he asked, angling his body so he could get a little
closer.

“Hmm.”

“Hmm?
What does that mean?”

“It
means I’m thinking about it.”

“Well,
why don’t I just put you out of your misery,” he whispered.

He
loved the way her blue eyes widened, her pink lips parting as she stared up at
him. Even with fifty years of marriage behind them, he still loved that he
could turn her on like that. The way her eyes twinkled, her breathing increased
ever so subtly.

And
she was just as pretty now as she was when he married her. It wasn’t surprising
that he could still remember that day. Remembered how nervous he was. How
stunning she was. Even how excited her mother had been that she was marrying
Glenn Walker’s oldest son. Lorrie had been too young to marry him at the time,
but Curtis had wanted her with a passion he’d never known before. He had been
so deep in love back then. Even more so now.

He
smiled over at her.

“Well?”
she said with a smile. “I’m waiting.”

Moving
even closer, Curtis crowded her against the end of the sofa, forcing her to
lean back just a little. She set her e-reader down beside her as she did,
freeing her hands up to touch him.

Once
he had her right where he wanted her, Curtis pulled the surprise from behind
his back and held it up above their heads. Lorrie’s gaze travelled up to the
item in his hand and then back to his.

“Mistletoe?”
She giggled sweetly.

“Damn
straight,” he growled, moving in close. “You know what it means, right?”

The
innocent expression on her face might’ve worked on him at one point, but not in
a really, really long time.

“What
does it mean?” she whispered softly.

Leaning
in closer, Curtis used his free hand to cup her face, his thumb scraping gently
over her bottom lip as he stared at her mouth.

“It
means you’re mine for the night.”

Another
giggle had his heart rate spiking.

“It
does not,” she said thoughtfully. “One kiss is all you get.”

“Oh,
hell no,” he argued. “I’ll go buy a damn bushel of this stuff if you think I
only get one kiss.”

Lorrie
grinned up at him, her hands sliding up his chest and around his neck as she
pulled him closer.

“Oh,
all right.”

God,
he loved this woman.

♂♀

Kaleb

“Hey,
baby,” Kaleb greeted Zoey when he found her sitting at her desk in their home
office, typing away on her keyboard. “How’d it go at the mall today?”

Zoey
grinned up at him over her shoulder. “Wonderful. V bought me chocolate.”

Kaleb
laughed, then leaned down and kissed her gently on the mouth. Of all the things
Zoey had craved throughout the pregnancy so far, chocolate was by far the most
frequent thing she wanted. It was also the most normal thing she wanted.

“I’m
glad. Find any of the gifts left on your list?”

“I
actually did. Oh, wait!” she exclaimed before jumping out of her chair and
heading out of the room in a flash.

Not
sure where she was going, or what she was doing, he followed her down the hall
and into the kitchen where she was rummaging through one of a dozen bags
sitting in the exact spot their dinner would be sitting in the next half hour.
Then again, the only way dinner would be there was if Kaleb cooked because he
was pretty sure it was his night to do so.

While
she dug through her purchases, he rummaged through the refrigerator, looking
for something to make.

“Look!”
she squealed from behind him.

Closing
the refrigerator door slowly, he turned around and saw the light blue outfit
she was holding up in front of her with the words “Daddy’s Lil’ Pardner”
written across the front. He grinned like a fool as he moved closer, fingering
the soft fabric. It was so tiny.

A
little over seven months into her pregnancy and Zoey was beside herself with
excitement and it showed in every single thing she did. Granted, Kaleb was
known to beam with pride anytime he had the opportunity to talk about their
unborn child. Just a few more weeks and they’d be parents. Even though everyone
continued to tell them they needed to sleep while they still had the chance,
Kaleb couldn’t wait.

“Cute,”
he said with a grin.

“Cute?”
Zoey asked, her hands dropping to her hips, the outfit dangling from his
fingertips. “That’s all you got, Kaleb Walker?”

No,
it wasn’t all…

“What
else did you want me to say?” he asked, lowering his voice as he set the
clothes on top of the bag she’d retrieved it from before moving closer to her.

Zoey’s
eyes widened, probably in response to the predatory gleam in his eyes. Whatever
it took, he thought to himself.

He
watched as she felt around behind her as she moved, holding on to the edge of
the table, then the chair before continuing to retreat slowly in her attempt to
sneak out of the kitchen and into the living room.

Worked
for him. He didn’t have any issues with taking her in any room in the house.
Hell, the laundry room had been christened on more than one occasion.

“What
are you doing?” she asked, a deceptive hint of innocence in her tone.

“You,
in about three seconds.” As though to show her he meant business, Kaleb
released the buckle on his belt, pulled his shirt out from the waistband of his
jeans before lifting it over his head and dropping it on the floor as he
stalked her through the living room.

“I
thought you were going to make dinner?” Zoey asked. It was evident based on her
grin that she had no intention of stopping for food, but he was more than
willing to play this game if she wanted to.

“I
think I changed my mind on what I want to eat.”

Her
face heated, her cheeks turning a pretty pink as she was stopped mid-step when
the couch hit the back of her calves.

“And
that would be?”

“You.
Always you, baby,” he crooned.

Reaching
out, he wasted no time getting her good and naked and then instructed her to
sit on the couch. Her blush had infused her whole body, just as it always did,
and he loved that about her. Zoey was undoubtedly interested in kinky sex,
she’d proven that a long time ago when they had originally invited Gage into
their relationship, but since Gage had gone and fallen in love with Kylie and
Travis, Kaleb figured now was an opportune time to keep this woman all to
himself.

And
it wasn’t like they didn’t come up with some rather creative ideas all on their
own.

Ripping
off the rest of his clothes in a hurry, Kaleb dropped to his knees in front of
Zoey.

“Spread
your legs for me, baby,” he instructed as he shouldered his way between her
thighs.

“Like
this?” Again with the playful questions.

“Any
way you like, just as long as I can see your sweet pussy.”

Staring
at his wife, Kaleb let his eyes sweep over her beautiful body. That saying that
a woman glows when she’s pregnant wasn’t just rumor as he’d originally thought.
There was no doubt that Zoey was the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes
on, but now, pregnant, she was even more radiant.

Her
belly was rounded with their child, her breasts more full than before she got
pregnant, and her skin was smooth and creamy. And staring at her naked body had
become one of his favorite pastimes.

“Have
I told you how beautiful you are, lately?”

“Not
today, no.” Zoey beamed at him.

Grinning,
Kaleb leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her belly before gently pulling her
hips forward, bringing her closer to the edge of the couch and giving him a
much better view of her pussy.

Meeting
her eyes once again, Kaleb took his time before moving in closer, his tongue
trailing lightly through the slick folds, making sure to stay away from her
clit at first. He didn’t want her to go off just yet. At least not before he
got his fill of her.

Granted,
he wasn’t sure that he’d ever get enough.

♀♂

Zoey

Zoey
watched Kaleb’s dark hair as his head eased down between her thighs, his tongue
making her squirm. Fighting the urge to grab hold of his head and force him
closer, she continued to watch.

The
lights from the Christmas tree sitting in front of the window cast red, blue,
yellow and green shadows through the darkened room and over Kaleb’s tanned
skin.

She
loved the faint glow from the tree, a reminder of what time of year it was.
This was their first Christmas as husband and wife, their first Christmas in
their new house and the beginning of the rest of their life together. In just a
few short weeks, they were going to be parents. She was going to be a mommy,
and he was going to be a daddy.

Zoey
knew she should be counting down the minutes before the baby was born, but
quite frankly, she loved being pregnant. Every subtle shift, every elbow and
knee that moved across her belly had Zoey grinning from ear to ear. Not to
mention, her hormones were on the fritz and she found herself craving this
beautiful man almost every minute of every day.

“Kaleb,”
Zoey whispered, pressing her hips upward, trying to increase the friction of
his mouth against her.

“Sit
back and enjoy.”

Much
easier said than done.

When
his tongue stroked her tender flesh roughly, sliding across the sensitive
tissue around her anus and then up to her clit, Zoey jerked, unable to keep her
body from moving. “Kaleb, please,” she begged.

“When
you ask so nicely, how can I refuse you anything?” he answered, his mouth
latching onto her clit, his tongue lapping furiously over the hypersensitive
nub. She was primed and ready, so much so that he didn’t even penetrate her
with his finger before her orgasm ripped through her.

Letting
her body relax into the butter soft leather of their sofa, Zoey closed her
eyes, riding out her orgasm and enjoying the sexual satisfaction that overtook
her.

Forcing
her eyelids open, she crooked her finger at her husband, beckoning him to join
her on the couch. When he did, she shifted, propping herself up on the
cushioned arm of the sofa and spreading her legs wide to receive him into her
body.

“Zoey,”
Kaleb grumbled as he slid inside her, his thick shaft finding the perfect spot
as he moved gently.

“Love
me, Kaleb,” she whispered.

“Always,
baby. Always.”

Kaleb
began to move, his pace slow and steady, but the intensity of their joining
caused electric sparks to ignite over her skin. She loved when he made love to
her. And here, in the dim light of their living room, the only light that from
the Christmas tree glowing softly only added another romantic element to the
mix.

When
Kaleb began to increase his pace, his chest muscles tightening beneath her
palms, the cords in his neck standing out from the effort it required to hold
himself above her, Zoey knew he was close.

“Come
for me, Kaleb,” she encouraged, shifting her hips slightly to change the angle
and causing him to groan deep in his chest. The animalistic growl made her
pussy throb, and she tightened her internal muscles around him. Within seconds,
she was no longer in control of her body’s reaction. He was pushing her faster,
closer…

“Kaleb.
Oh, God, I’m coming!”

“That’s
it baby, come for me,” he growled, pushing deeper than she even thought
possible, his body stilling above her as his muscles flexed, the twitch of his
cock inside of her signaling his release.

When
they’d both caught their breath, Kaleb rolled to her side, then shifted so that
he was behind her, her back to his chest. He pulled her against him as he
pressed his lips to her hair. The position was so comfortable, so familiar,
just like every night when they fell into bed. The nights came quickly, both of
them usually exhausted from trying to get the resort up and running, or
ensuring that everything would be ready for the baby when he arrived. Zoey
loved cuddling up against Kaleb, his warmth infusing her with a sense of safety
and security that made everything right in her world.