He arched a brow. “You know what this means,don’tyou?”
She smirked as she backed away. “That you’re making thebiscuits?”
He laughed as he lunged for her. She deftly ducked under his arm and raced past him. As he darted around the counter, he scooped a pile of flour into his palm. “You’ve justdeclaredwar.”
An ear-splitting shriek cracked against his eardrums as she ran toward the dining room. He chased her around the table and back into the kitchen. She laughed as she grabbed a handful of flour and launched it in his direction. He dashed through the cloud of white and hurled the flour in his palmather.
She hollered and brushed furiously at her shirt. “Wait.Wait.”
He scooped up another round of ammunition and trotted toward her. “Are yousurrendering?”
“Never!” She ran toward the pile offlour.
He chucked what little he had left in his palm in her direction and missed completely. She didn’t. An avalanche of flour rained down on himlikesnow.
“Iwon!”
He laughed heartily. “Maybe you won the battle, but notthewar.”
Her eyes went wide as he scampered around the island in the center of the kitchen. She tried to circle around to the right, but he changed direction and caught her. As she wriggled in his arms, he went impossibly hard. Quick bursts of breath blasted from his lungs. He lifted her onto thecounter.
“Your brothers will be here any minute,” she said as he pushed her skirt up to herthighs.
He groaned and wrapped his arms around her waist. He buried his head in her belly, delighting in the fluffy softness. “You know what I really want forbreakfast?”
“No,” shewhispered.
“You.” He slid his hands up her thighs and grasped her panties. As he pulled them down past her knees, he inhaled her moistsweetness.
“We’re going to get caught.” Her husky voice inflamed hisarousal.
“Just a quick taste,” he murmured as he brushed light kisses up the inside of herthigh.
She moaned and leaned back. As he parted her thighs, a rush of her scent curled into his nose and filled him withoverwhelmingneed.
He nibbled the smooth flesh, moving closer to her wet core. The moment his tongue pressed against her mound, she shivered and clutched the edge of the counter. Soft mewls of pleasure accompanied every lick and nibble. When he found the tiny bundle of nerves at the apex of her pussy, her legs twitched and she clamped her thighs against hischeeks.
She whimpered. “Oh,God.”
He smiled against her, loving the way she moved under his lips. Although he wanted to spend hours tasting her, his brothers would be arriving shortly. Since he couldn’t risk getting caught, he sucked her clit between his lips and tugged gently. She cried out and fluttered against his mouth. As she moaned, her orgasm rolled across his lips. Long undulating waves of release pressed against hismouth.
He could have savored her forever, but the sound of footsteps in the hall spurred him to action. He quickly pulled her off the island and set her feet on the floor. She brushed frantically at her skirt and had just pushed it past her knees when Loganwalkedin.
With a smirk he said, “Looks like you’re cooking up something new for breakfast. Or have you sampled thatbefore?”
Mack wanted to wipe the smile off his brother’s face. “You’re hereearly.”
Logan leaned a hip against the island. “And you look guiltyashell.”
Madison scurried out of the kitchen. It was all Mack could do not to chase after her. But he needed to set his brother straight first. “Mind your ownbusiness.”
“I thought she was off-limits.”
“She is now.” Although he couldn’t claim her, he sure as hell wasn’t going to allow his playboy brother to let his bear looseonher.
Chapter7
Madison fledthe kitchen and raced up to her room. She wanted to die of embarrassment. One second she’d been having the orgasm of her life, and the next, she’d had to endure the humiliation of having Mack’s brother walk in on them. Sure, her skirt was mostly around her knees by the time he caught them, but he’d known exactly what she’d beenupto.
