When she kissed me, I was sure Brooke could taste her own sweetness. I’d have asked, but she so quickly reached down to cup me that I was momentarily speechless. It didn’t help matters that Brooke was already unbuttoning my jeans.
“Brooke,” I warned as she unzipped me too. “Your friends.”
She smiled sweetly. “Are with Marco. Likely completely enamored.”
“A good reason to get out there,” I said as she began to wriggle my jeans down after springing me free. Not surprising, I was hard as a fucking rock.
“Can’t leave you like this,” she said, kneeling. “Besides, it’ll be quick.” Then, without preamble, her mouth was on me.
Quick was an understatement.
With the taste of my fiancée still on me, and the sight of her kneeling in front of me, not to mention the feel of her lips as they closed and then suckled, her hand at the base of my shaft...yeah, this wasn’t going to be long at all.
In fact, it was a record for us, I thought. Almost embarrassingly quick, but I didn’t care about that now. Her mouth gliding up and down, it was too much. I grabbed Brooke’s hair with both hands, thankful she didn’t make the same demands as I had about keeping my hands in place, and guided her as she finished the job.
I came with such a ferocity that I almost felt bad Brooke took it all in. But she did, and I wasn’t complaining. By the time she’d stood back up, I was ready to scrap the whole idea of a fall wedding and marry this woman on the spot. I kissed her, wanting to be inside her so badly that I was already getting hard again thinking of it.
Brooke must have felt it too because she pulled away. “I really have to get out there. They’re going to wonder what happened to me.”
I laughed deep in my throat. “You think?”
“Oh my god,” she said, fixing herself as I pulled up my underwear. “No, they won’t. They’re definitely going to know.”
We weren’t two steps from Brooke’s office when she broke into a jog. Never doing anything halfway, she full-on sprinted into the tasting room, where her friends were indeed with Marco. It wasn’t raining, but a lightning storm had forced us inside. With luck they’d be able to get back out soon to enjoy their bottles of Brooke Blend. Though not yet ready for prime time, Thayle had helped me get labels on the bottles and gift bags together for each of her friends. It was something we did for high-profile guests, which I thought would be a nice touch for the friends that could make it.
All the girls from the original trip came back for the weekend except Tina, whose job made it impossible to get away. When we moved Brooke’s stuff up last week, I’d taken her friend to dinner in the city as a thank-you for all of her help. And, of course, for suggesting the job to Brooke in the first place.
“Holy shit, I didn’t think adult women squealed,” Marco said as the women greeted Brooke.
I gave him a look, and he separated himself from them and amended his statement. “Not outside of the bedroom, anyway.”
“You are so predictable.”
“That’s not good. I better up my game a bit. They’re looking for you,” he said.
Indeed, every single one of the women was now turned toward me.
“Tell us everything,” Debby said. By now I knew all her friends by their pictures, though we’d only met in person once.
“About the engagement?” I asked, taking over for Marco and pouring their last tasting. My brother muttered a thanks and moved on, saying goodbye to the women. He made a beeline to the front, likely to get back to the Barn.
“No,” Jen said. “We know all about that already. Tell us about your brother.”
They all laughed except Brooke. “Okay, that’s actually not funny. None of you are allowed to look at him.”
“Why?” Marian asked. “I thought you liked him.”
“As a soon-to-be brother-in-law? Sure. As a boyfriend or object of your fantasies, no way in hell.”
“Unfortunately,” I added, “I have to agree. He is my brother but...” I shrugged, not wanting to incriminate poor Marco any further.
“What about the other one?” Leeta said, looking around the tasting room.
“Neo is—” I exchanged a look with Brooke, “—more available.”
“Did you guys come up here to snag a Grado brother or to see me?”
They all burst out laughing at once. I shook my head, smiling. “Until Neo finds us, how about one last tasting? It looks like you have the all-clear to head outside, and I know Brooke can’t wait to catch up.”