Page 61 of Mine For The Winter

When he kissed her it wasn’t soft. It was rough and needy and full of a lifetime of emotions. His mouth pressed hard against hers and she pushed her body against his, her arms circling his neck as she parted her lips and let him in.

Her tongue was soft and reticent. Like silk against his. From the tight bind of his arms as he held her close, to the thick ridge of him pressed against her, it was like he was programmed to respond only to her.

And just like always, she fit against him perfectly. Her body soft against his hard. Her kisses needy against his domination.

Her body arched against him until he slid his hands down her thighs and hitched them, binding her to him as he lifted her up.

He turned, pressed her against something – was it a box? He had no fucking idea. He just needed the solid surface so he could roll his hips against her. She was pulling at his hair, her mouth letting out little mews like a fucking kitten as he slid his hands across her round behind.

“Mom!”

Kelly pulled her head back, her eyes wide as they met his. “Shit.”

“Where are you? I finished my homework. Is Kris still here?”

He gently let her down and Kelly stepped back, her hand covering her mouth. He reached down to adjust himself and her eyes followed his movement.

“We’re in here,” Kris said, his voice even. “Your mom wanted to show me something.”

Cole rattled the shed door. “It’s stuck.”

“You okay?” Kris mouthed to Kelly.

She blinked but didn’t answer. So he reached for the latch and opened the door. Cole walked in, grinning. “What are you guys looking at?”

Kelly still didn’t seem to have the use of her voice.

“Your mom thought there might be some old photos in here. Of us all when we were kids.”

“There aren’t any photos in here.” Cole gave him a strange look. “Mom keeps them on her phone.”

“She must have been mistaken then,” Kris said easily, putting his arm around Cole’s. “Did you know when we were kids camera phones were crap?”

“That’s a bad word.”

Yeah, it was. “Shit.” Fuck, had he said that out loud? He needed a swear filter. He wasn’t used to being around kids.

“So’s that,” Cole said. “Mom, those are bad words, aren’t they?”

Kelly brought her gaze to her son. “Yeah, honey, they are.”

“So you should tell Kris off, right? The same way you tell me off.”

Her gaze met his again. He smirked at her and she smiled back. “I’m not his mother,” she said to Cole. “I’m yours.”

“Did your mom used to tell you off?” Cole asked him.

“All the time.” Kris nodded. From the corner of his eye he could see Kelly shivering. “We should go inside,” he said. “Before everybody freezes.”

“I don’t know why you were in here in the first place,” Cole grumbled, as the three of them walked back toward the house. “I could have told you there were no photos out here. And you’re supposed to be making dinner, remember?”

Kelly pulled the back door opened and they trooped inside, the warmth of the house curling around them like a blanket.

“Okay then,” she said, letting out a long breath. “Let’s get started on the burgers.”

“Can I help?” Kris asked, watching as she washed and dried her hands, before grabbing a tray of ground beef from the refrigerator.

“No. You go watch some television with Cole and Dad. I’ve got this.”

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