Free Slow Burn (The Blake Boys Book 7) by Rhonda Laurel

heart good to see your beautiful face.”
    “I look wretched.”
    “Impossible. I’ve never seen you look anything but stunning and that includes the time Jake spit up on you.”
    “I don’t know what I’m doing. This week I was supposed to bring my A game. I almost killed you.”
    “I’ve had worse dates.” He laughed. “This is ridiculous, talking to a door, please let me in. Unless you really are that shallow that I can only see you when you look pretty.”
    “Yes, I am,” she sniffed.
    “So you mean to tell me that if I looked…less that devastatingly handsome, you wouldn’t want to see me?”
    Michelle thought about for a minute.
    “Michelle!” Tyler called out.
    “I’m thinking.”
    “I’ll give you to the count of seven or I’m breaking down the door. I’d move away if I were you.”
    Michelle didn’t think he was serious but his voice seemed to be getting further away. The last thing she needed was an addendum to her story to Morgan and Seth about a broken bathroom door as well. Tyler was up to five, so she opened the door.
    “OK. It’s open.”
    “There’s my girl.” Tyler came over and kissed her.
     
     
     
    Michelle looked so sexy sulking about the kitchen being in ruins, there was nothing else to do but kiss her.
    A moment later he wrapped his arms around her and led her out of the bathroom, closer to the bed.
    “Why would you count to seven and not ten?” she whispered.
    “Counting to ten would take too long and I really wanted to kiss you.”
    “We have to tell Morgan and Seth about the fire,” Michelle protested as they tumbled onto the bed.
    “That’s not the fire I’m worried about right now,” Tyler murmured.
     
     
     
    Tyler covered Michelle’s body with his the minute they landed on the bed. She said she felt something digging into her back, so she reached behind her to find the remote. When she moved it to the bedside table, she accidentally hit the button and music flooded the room via the sound system that was wired throughout the house. Michelle turned quickly, rolling him to his back and straddling him without breaking the kiss.
    Tyler recognized the song. It was Tate’s. He broke the kiss. “Time out!”
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Turn that off.” He sat up and reached for the remote.
    Michelle glared at him. “That’s Tate’s holiday CD. Morgan gave it to me when I left for the trip. It’s a nice song.”
    “I do not want to hear my brother’s voice while I’m trying to get frisky with you.”
    “Why not?”
    Because it feels like he’s in here with us. We’re close, but there are some things I don’t want to share with my brothers.”
    “You know how ridiculous you sound?” Michelle nipped on his neck as she reached in his jeans and caressed him.
    “I proudly stand behind my immaturity.” Tyler’s eyes rolled back in his head.
    Tyler was elated when Michelle reached into the table drawer and retrieved a condom. They wiggled and pulled until they were both naked. Michelle steadied herself and rolled the condom over his shaft, and didn’t waste any time sinking onto him.
    Tyler gripped her buttocks and moved her forward, catching her lower lip between his teeth. They began to move together in a sturdy rhythm, eyes locked as the rush of the passion coursed through both of them like an electric current. Then suddenly the tempo picked up and became hurried. Tyler pulled her forward and covered her mouth with his when she started to climax. Michelle’s thighs began to quiver over his, trying to keep control of the position she was in. She started to wiggle a bit, and that set off an explosive chain reaction in him that made him call out her name in joy.
     
    * * *
     
     
    Michelle felt great waking up in Tyler’s arms. His huge frame took up most of the bed and made no apologies for it. He looked like a big sexy teddy bear when he slept, and the grin he had on his face only made him more adorable. She glanced out the window and saw the sun