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I might have a thing for his stubble. And maybe he knows it.
“Just thinking about how to keep Natalie here.”
The words sounded normal in my head, but out in the world there’s weight to them I didn’t mean. Or rather, I meant it… I just didn’t mean to say it out loud.
“Keep her, huh?” I can feel his smile against my skin.
“You know what I mean.” I clear my throat. “Until your brother shows up.”
“Oh, I know what you meant,” agrees Nic. “But that wasn’t it.”
The coffee isn’t finished yet. Might as well work on waking up other ways. I lay my hands over Nic’s, where he’s wrapped around my waist, and start pushing them lower, catching the waistband of my shorts on the way until our joined hands are sitting right over my cock. Nic shifts, stepping closer, hips bumping up against mine. I can feel him, already hardening, rubbing up against my ass through the thin mesh of my shorts.
“Are you naked?” I ask, turning my head. Nic tightens his arms, not letting me go. When his hands finally wrap around my dick, I give up trying, my head dropping back to rest on his shoulder.
He takes up a rhythm, stroking slowly and grinding his cock against me.
“Someday,” I mutter.
“Someday, what?” he asks, using his teeth on my shoulder between the words, turning the shivers into a shudder.
I reach behind me, grab on to his hip and squeeze him.
“Like this?” he asks, pressure behind me shifting to a roll as he drags that insane, thick cock over the crevice between my cheeks. My dick jerks in his hand, getting harder.
“If you keep it up, this isn’t going to take long at all,” I manage.
“Hmm,” he says. “Bet I can make it take all day.”
That image is electrifying—me, bent over the counter, entirely at his mercy. I’ve seen him take his time with Natalie. Having all that incredible focus turned on me as he drags it out as long as possible.
I might die. But I bet I’d die happy.
A loud knock on the door has us both going still.
Nic blows out a breath against my back, his forehead resting between my shoulder blades for a moment before he removes his hands from my dick.
“Maybe they’ll go away,” I say, not moving, hoping he’ll agree and we can get back to what was happening ten seconds ago.
He pulls my shorts up to cover my erection, tenting the fabric in an obscene way.
“Anybody knocking on your door at this hour on a Saturday morning probably has good reason to be doing so.” He sounds less mad about the interruption than I am, but I guess it’s no secret he’s the real grown-up around here. And he’s got a point. Doesn’t mean I have to like it though.
I grab a T-shirt, aiming for decent, if not presentable, and head to answer the door.
A peek through the peephole has me pulling open the door quickly.
“Callie?”
My sister smiles, offering a cup of coffee from the two in her hand.
“Peace offering,” she says. “Can we come in?”
Only then do I see West and Lee standing back a few feet away.
“Uh,” I say, glancing over my shoulder.
Callie raises her eyebrows, still smiling. “Is there a problem?”
