Stay Over (Kincaid Brothers #1) Read Online Kaylee Ryan

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Kincaid Brothers Series by Kaylee Ryan
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 85270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
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He gives me a stiff nod and steps away, grabbing a handful of towels from the closet, and tossing them on the closed toilet seat. Then he starts to strip. I keep my eyes on his every movement as he peels away his rain-soaked clothes. When he’s finally fully naked, his hard cock standing at attention, I hold my hand out for him, and he takes it. Together we step under the hot spray, pulling the curtain around us.

My back is to the water, so I tilt my head, letting the hot water warm me. I sigh as the water instantly starts to replace the chill from the rain and the air conditioning. When I finally lift my head, Brooks is standing in front of me. His arms hang at his sides, and his hands are balled into fists. He’s watching me with a look I can’t describe.

“Brooks?”

He takes a small step toward me, his arms still hanging at his sides. “You’re beautiful. Soaked with rain, in the shower, all dressed up, or after a day of cleaning. It doesn’t matter what state of you I see. They’re all beautiful.”

“I’m a sure thing, Kincaid,” I joke. My voice wavers, which is a dead giveaway that his mere presence is affecting me in ways I can’t hide.

“Can I touch you?”

“You don’t have to ask me that. We’re in this together, right? Just you and me?”

“Just you and me.” He nods.

“Then, while we’re active with our benefits status, you never have to ask me.”

“That’s dangerous, Palmer,” he says, stepping closer, his hands landing on my hips.

“I’ll take my chances.”

I stand still as he slides his hands up my sides, slowly, methodically. When he reaches my breasts, he tweaks my nipples, one then the other, before bending his head and pulling one tight bud, then the other into his hot mouth.

I brace my hands on his shoulders as he takes his time nipping and lightly sucking, which is driving me insane with desire for him.

His lips leave my breast and begin their journey again. This time it’s over my chest, my neck, and finally his lips land on mine. He kisses me slowly. He takes his time, tracing my lips with his tongue.

“Brooks.” His name is a plea, but I’m not sure what for. I need more of him, but at the same time, this is good too. Just him and me, and his hands and mouth anywhere and everywhere he wants them to be. It’s erotic and sexy, and after all these weeks, I feel like tonight might be the night I get to feel what it’s like to have him be a part of me. Something that, regardless of how this ends, he’ll never be able to take from me. I’ll forever have the memory of this night with him.

“What do you need?”

“You.”

He pulls his lips from mine and bends so we’re eye to eye. His dark blue irises study me intently. He lifts his hand and pushes my hair back out of my eyes, and I mimic the gesture to him. “You have me, Palmer.” The way he’s looking at me, it’s as if those words mean more than they do. At least that’s how my traitorous heart takes them.

“You inside me.” My words are bold. That’s how this man makes me feel. As if I could ask him for anything, confide anything to him, and he would give it to me if it was within his power, and those secrets, locked in a Brooks vault, kept just between us. It’s heady and scary and exhilarating all at the same time.

“We didn’t bring your shower stuff in with us.”

“No biggie,” I tell him.

He reaches behind me and grabs his shampoo. “You’re going to smell like me.”

“Good.”

He chuckles lightly while placing shampoo in the palm of his hand before returning the bottle to the shelf and proceeds to wash my hair for me. I’m ready to ask him why he’s ignoring my request, but before I can, he explains himself.

“I promised you a shower. I didn’t know that I’d be privileged enough to shower with you, but now that I’m here, I’m taking full advantage of taking care of you. Something I know you don’t let many do. For some reason, right now, you’re letting me.” He massages my scalp with his fingertips.

“That feels good,” I tell him. My arms wrap around him and pull him close to me. Our naked wet bodies are aligned, his hard cock poking me. He’s turned on but continues to ignore the fact.

“Are you trying to make me lose control?” he asks.

“What?”

“You’ve got your naked body plastered against mine, and, baby, I don’t have a condom in here. I’m trying to clean you up like I promised before I drag you to my bed and dirty you up again, but you’re making that damn hard.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “Head back,” he says, running his hands through my hair, helping to rinse out the shampoo.



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