Page 49 of Your Secret to Keep

Brooks gets the message, thrusting into me faster and harder, not holding back. My hands find his hair and I pull, maybe a touch too hard, but he isn’t fazed. His mouth finds my neck and bites down to my collarbone.

My lips find his mouth. I'mthisclose. He holds his weight with one arm and reaches down, touching my clit as he pumps into me.

Fuck. This is a game changer.

His mouth. His fingers. Him inside me. It’s the perfect combination and hits me hard. I cry out and he covers my mouth with his hand, which makes things even hotter. I can’t even describe it. There are no words in my brain, only stars and fireworks.

Brooks keeps fucking me while I squeeze and come on his dick. I’m at the bottom of my climax when he reaches his. I watch as his head tips back, his hips going a touch faster while his hand still covers my mouth.

He slows to a gentle rock, removing his hand and holds himself up. His breathing is heavy and loud. His mouth finds mine and he kisses me. Like,reallykisses me. My arms loop around his neck and I don’t want him to ever stop touching me.

When he rolls to his back, Brooks pants, “That... that was amazing. You’re amazing.” He turns to me, grabs my hand, and pulls my wrist to his mouth for a soft kiss.

I’m never coming back from this. There’s no way. My brain struggles to compute what just happened, but there’s one thing I know—we raised the stakes. That’s not something you can have once or twice. It’s something I’m going to need. Frequently.

“Let’s get cleaned up and then we can go to bed.”

Of course I want him to stay. Fuck, I want to dothatagain. But it’s like a jolt back to reality—we're staying on the same floor as the rest of his team. The last thing I need is someone seeing him walk out of my room.

Brooks stands and reaches for my hand. “Don’t worry,” he assures me with a wicked grin. “I'll set an alarm and get back to my room early, before anyone will be awake and getting ready for the flight back.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be a pain. If it’s just easier, you can go back to your room.”

He stops and squeezes my hand, pulling me close to him. “Yes, I’m fucking sure, Lia. I'm staying here,” he replies, like this isn’t something up for debate.

I take his hand and follow him into the bathroom. He starts the water then comes back to me, placing his hands on the side of my face and slowly kissing me.

It’s sweet.

It’s like he’s telling me a secret.

It's everything.

Chapter 30

Brooks

Aknockonthedoor is the one true way to get Rocky up and away from wherever he’s decided to take his latest nap.

I open the door to find Zack, carrying a gift bag.

“I know we’re fairly new to the whole brother thing, but you do know that it’s not my birthday, right?” I question.

“I’m the king of birthdays,” he quips, shrugging his shoulders. “Of course I know that. This is for Rocky!” Zack sinks down, putting his hand out to a tap-dancing English Bulldog.

By the time I shut and lock the door, Zack is already lying on the floor in my living room, letting the dog lick his face. I swear, Zack can match any sort of dog energy. He pulls out a few dog toys before holding up a small Cosmos jersey.

“Wait. What is that?” I laugh as Zack gets on his knees, still holding it up.

His eyes go wide as he rolls them, right into a laugh. “Obviously this is my jersey, but dog sized!” Rocky smells the fabric and wiggles in excitement. Zack puts it on him and it’s fucking awesome.

“Will you take our picture?” Zack asks as he holds Rocky beside him, repping #34 and Cosmos blue.

Grabbing his phone, I take a few pictures and know these will blow up on social media. I can’t help but grab my own phone to text Lia.

Me

listen rocky has his own cosmos jersey

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