Part of Me (The Seaside Chronicles #2) Read Online Kelly Elliott

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Seaside Chronicles Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
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“I’m not going to last long, Sutton. I’ve been dreaming of being inside of you all day long.”

His words tipped me over the cliff, and I felt myself pulse around his cock. “I’m coming! Brody!”

“That’s it, baby…fuck, I feel you squeezing me. I’m going to come, Sutton.”

He buried his face in my neck as I wrapped my arms around his. The sound of him calling out my name pulled another orgasm out of me, and I nearly bucked off the counter. Two orgasms back to back. Good Lord, what did the man do to me?

He stayed inside of me, holding me close, as our breathing slowly returned to normal.

“As hot as fucking you on our kitchen counter is, I’m taking you upstairs,” he whispered.

Before either of us could move, the doorbell rang—and we both froze.

“Who could that be?” I asked while Brody pulled out of me. I instantly felt the loss of him. He turned and looked at the small monitor he’d installed last week and cursed. It was turned off. He walked over and flipped it on, and all the camera views he’d installed around the house came to life.

My parents were standing at our front door.

“Shit!” Brody and I said in unison. I scrambled to find my clothes, while all Brody had to do was pull up his pants.

“Why are my parents here?” I asked, hopping around on one foot as I tried to get the other one into my stupid yoga pants.

“I’ll go answer the door, you get dressed.”

I nodded and hopped into the half bath while Brody got himself together and headed to the door. I finally won the fight with my yoga pants, and I slipped my bra and T-shirt back on.

The sounds of parents’ voices drifted through the house, and I started to giggle. I was married, for goodness sake. Married to the most amazing man, who also happened to be an incredible lover. I mean, just look at Brody; no one could blame me for having sex anytime, anyplace with the man.

“Good Lord, Sutton,” I said as I stared at myself in the mirror and attempted to fix my hair. I was horny again, simple from thinking about him.

I heard Brody’s voice in the living room. “Have a seat, and I’ll get you something to drink.”

Slipping out of the half bath, I joined him in the kitchen. “What did you say?” I asked as I pulled the lemonade out of the fridge.

“That you ran out to the garage for something.”

“Oh, smart!”

He winked, and my belly flipped. “Is it wrong that I want you again?” I asked.

Brody closed his eyes and let out a low groan. “Sutton, I’m not wearing boxers, I’m in sweatpants, and your father is right in the other room. Don’t say things like that.”

I pouted. “I’m sorry. I’ll keep my dirty thoughts to myself.”

I picked up the pitcher while he grabbed the glasses. As we headed out of the kitchen, I glanced over my shoulder at Brody. I started to whisper something about the new vibrator I’d brought home just to tease him some more, but then I heard my mother and father arguing in the other room. I shut my mouth and focused on not tripping as I made my way into the living room.

“Hey, Mom and Dad. What are you two doing here?”

They looked at me with surprised expressions. Then Dad cleared his throat. “You invited us over for dinner earlier, when you came into the restaurant.”

My mouth opened, then closed, then opened again, but nothing came out.

Brody saved me. “Yep. We’re taking you out to dinner, actually. To Pete’s Place.”

Mom perked up. “Oh! Are we dressed okay?” Then she looked pointedly at me.

“I was just about to change,” I said. “Lost track of time.”

Brody laughed. “Same here.”

Motioning for my parents to stay on the sofa, I said, “Wait right here, and we’ll get ready.”

“Wait, do we have reservations?” Dad asked.

Brody huffed. “Pete’s my cousin, we don’t need them.” He put on a smile and grabbed my hand. “Come on, Sutton. Let’s go change.”

While I threw on a dress, Brody called his cousin Pete and begged him for a favor. He agreed to let us have a table for four in thirty minutes, but only if Braxton took him and some of his college buddies out on a fishing charter, which Brody agreed to…without asking my brother, of course.

“You realize Brax is going to kill you,” I said.

“He owes me one.”

Brody slipped a long sweater coat on me as I asked, “For what?”

He pulled my back against his front and kissed me on the cheek. “Trust me, you don’t want to know.”

If it involved my brother and a favor, I probably didn’t. “Ready? How do I look?” I asked.

“Beautiful, as always.”

He took my hand, and we headed back downstairs to my folks.


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