Page 59 of The Knockout


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“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Just stupid decaf. So...” she perks up. “You gonna tell us where you went on your mini vacay?”

“Nope.” Grace catches my eye as she walks up the beach path to the house. “But I’ll be down for dinner. You need anything?”

“Nope.” Everly yawns and stretches her arms above her head. “Cross just ran out to grab dinner. I think he’s picking up some more alcohol. And you guys exhausted the kids on the beach today. They’re already passed out. We should have a half hour before my brothers show up.”

And like a mad scientist who’s just been given the keys to the kingdom, I’m giddy at the idea of thirty minutes with a basically quiet, somewhat empty-ish house.

I can get a whole lot done when I set my mind to something.

And what I’m set to do just walked my way.

An old, worn, pink Hart & Soul t-shirt hides her white-and-pink-striped bikini and barely covers her perfect ass.

She climbs the stairs and excitedly hugs her sister as the two of them talk in hushed tones.What the hell’s that about?

Gracie must say something Everly likes because she smacks Grace’s ass and laughs. “Go shower before dinner. And be quiet upstairs. The kids are asleep.”

I slip out before I can hear the rest of their conversation, having narrowed down exactly what I plan to do. And with who.And where.

This is gonna be fun.

Five minutes later, the door to Grace’s bedroom opens, and I cover her mouth when she steps in. At first, she looks like she’s going to scream, but once my girl sees it’s me, she shocks the shit out of me and jumps.

Legit jumps.

She throws her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and crushes her mouth to mine. “We don’t have long,” she whispers. “You’d better start peeling.”

Fuck, I love this woman.

I slide my hand into her hair and lock the door behind us, then walk us into the en-suite bathroom and lock that door forextra measure. “Do you know what it was like watching you prance around in this all day?”

I sit her down on the vanity and run my hands up her ribs, pulling her pink tee over her head and groaning. Grace attacks my mouth, just as eager as I am. “Do you have any idea how close I came to killing every single fucker that looked at you today?”

Grace tugs my shirt over my head and throws it to the floor. “Says the man who spent twenty-five minutes talking to the hot lifeguard... Come on. Was she even eighteen?” she teases, and I like this jealous side to her.

“You feeling possessive, good twin?” I lean back, turn the shower on, and wait for the water to get warm. “Because I sure as shit was all day. And I didn’t like not being able to stake my claim.”

She hops down off the counter, and her boobs bounce in her bikini top, and I almost come in my shorts like a thirteen-year-old kid. I reach for her, and she spins away. “You’re goddamn right I’m feeling possessive, god of war. I waited nearly eight long months to call you mine. And you are mine.”

She grabs my face and presses her lips to mine.

My blood roars, and she steps back and spins around, then gathers her hair in her hands and holds it on top of her head. “Want to help me with these ties, Ares?”

I take the ties around her neck in my fingers and pull, watching them fall. My lips graze her shoulder, and I bite down against her heated skin. “All fucking day, Grace... I’ve wanted to taste the salt on your skin all fucking day.”

A small moan slips past her lips, and I untie the string in the center of her back and watch the tiny triangles drop to the floor. I pull her back against me and wrap my hands around her, cupping her breasts and dragging my thumbs over her nipples.

Grace hisses and shimmies her bikini bottoms down, then steps into the shower and turns to face me. “As much as I’menjoying this, we’ve got to be quick before someone comes looking for us.”

“Baby... You can’t stand naked in front of me and expect me to give a shit about anyone else.” My mouth goes dry as I stand there, staring at all her tanned skin. “I’m going to devour you.”

I strip out of my shorts and add them to our pile, then move in behind her and adjust the showerheads to keep her wet and warm.

She backs up against me, and I force myself not to fuck her yet.

Not an easy thing.

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