“Yes, healthfirst.”
He’s nibbling on my shoulder when I fit him between my thighs so his length runs flat against my core. “I’m a big advocate of health. Big, hugeadvocate.”
“Christ, you’re wet.” He groans appreciatively and nuzzles myneck.
“We slept naked with your face pressed to my tits, and your morning wood’s been saluting me for twenty minutes, so yeah, I’m ready togo.”
He snickers, and I’m smiling, thinking this has to be the best morning afterever.
A few minutes later, after reaching for a condom, he slides into me from behind and reaches down to rub my clit. I’m half ready to sing a hallelujah chorus from how good he makes mefeel.
I go off in an embarrassingly short amount oftime.
I’m throbbing around him when he grunts, “Holy shit. Did you justcome?”
“That’s why it’s called a quickie.” Though, to be honest, I’m stunned it took all of sixty seconds to get to O-Town.
“Goddamn, that’s the hottest thing ever.” His hips buck faster, and I ignore my soreness and tighten my legs to make it extra snug for him. “Oh, fuck. What are you doing? That feels toogood.”
I toss my arm behind me and fist his hair, arching my back to send him deeper. “That’s the point. Wanna make the taco a happy place foryou.”
“Shit. Don’t make me laugh.” He’s swelling and jerking inside me and laughing at the sametime.
We stay connected for a few minutes, catching our breath and snuggling close. A quiet contentedness fills me from head totoe.
Then he whispers, “You’re the best time I’ve everhad.”
I feel the exact sameway.
34
Ethan
“Why areyou smiling so muchtoday?”
I shrug like I haven’t a clue what Logan’s talking about and try to focus on the bills in front ofme.
“Nah, don’t give me that. Hmm.” He rubs his chin like he has wisdom to spare and looks me over. “Let’s see. You didn’t yell at me for being late or accidentally spilling coffee on your desk. And I caught you whistling this morning.” A smirk spreads on his face. “If you ask me, you look like a man who finally gotlaid.”
“Good thing I didn’task.”
That smirk widens. “And you didn’t denyit.”
“What are we, in high school? You wanna compare dick sizes now? We got shit to do. Stop being an ass and get towork.”
He snorts. “We both know I’d win in the dickcompartment.”
“In your pea-head dreams, bro.” Laughing, I shake my head and reach for a pen on my messydesk.
A soft knock on the door makes me look up. Tori peeks in my office, and I have to force myself to not charge toward her and pin her to the wall for a kiss. “Hey, honey. What’sup?”
She gives me one of those smiles that sends prickles of heat all over my body. “Just wondering if y’all wanted some dinner. I know you’re waiting for that client, but I made some stew. I can bring it in here if youwant.”
God, thiswoman.
Logan taps a pencil on the desk. “Actually, can you come in here a sec? I wanna ask afavor.”
Sighing, I sit back in my chair, wary of whatever harebrained idea my brother’sconcocted.
