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“Can’t look away,” she says, gasping again. “You feel so good, but I need more.”
“What do you want?”
“Damian’s cum in my mouth.”
Jesus fuck. I can’t help it now as I fuck her with abandon, while circling my free fingers on her clit, working her up again. She keeps up. So does he. The louder she gets, the more blood rushes to his neck, his face. I know he’s close. I hope he’s close, because she keeps clenching around my cock, and I can’t keep it together much longer. It’s too good, she’s too damn good.
Finally, Damian stands, coming to the edge of the bed and winding the fingers of his spare hand in her hair with my own. The first spurt hits her tongue and I lose it. As soon as I start to fall over the cliff, so does she. Within seconds, we’re all sticky, spent messes.
Damian picks her up and carries her to the bathroom. I follow and run the bathwater. It’s a large tub, we can all fit, but it will be cozy. Damian seems over whatever was going on that kept him from participating. He wets a washcloth and starts to clean Willa.
“I can do that,” she tells him, a little aghast.
“So can I,” he says. “Don’t get bashful on me now, Ms. Cole.”
She starts a rebuttal, but he seals his mouth to hers for a long kiss. When the tub is half full, Damian and I climb in, one on each end while we help Willa to step in between us.
“Can I lean on you,” she asks him before sitting.
“Please,” he tells her.
The way she’s so careful with him warms me up. She understands him. More importantly, she accepts him. Quirks and all. Like me, she doesn’t take it personally when he wants or needs his space. It reinforces what we talked about earlier, she and Damian are in a good place. Her and I need to catch up. Obviously, physically, we’re fine. But I need her to be as comfortable with me as she is with him.
“I don’t have a game on Tuesday,” I say. “Will you go on a date with me?”
“I’d love to,” she answers, swirling her arm up and around Damian’s neck while he lathers soap over it. My legs tangle with his, and I pull one of her feet into my hand, massaging it. “You guys spoil me.”
“Other way around, I think,” Damian mumbles.
“I agree with him.”
We keep tending to her until the water turns tepid. While drying off, I hold Damian by the neck and kiss him. He mirrors my hold and steps closer at the same time Willa tries to step away. I stop her with a hand on her arm and pull her closer to us.
We end up falling asleep with Willa curled atop me, Damian’s head on my outstretched arm and his inked-up hand palming her ass.
It’s the best night of sleep I’ve ever had.
“Whatever it takes,” Damian says. We’ve been discussing my father. More specifically, how much money to offer the asshole for him to give up paternal rights.
“I don’t know what that means,” I say. I know Damian is wealthy, but his version of wealth and mine may differ.
“Hundreds of thousands. Millions. Whatever it takes to give your sister a safer life.”
Millions.
I can’t fathom giving up that much money so easily.
“This is a lot to ask, Damian. You can say no.” I pour myself a cup of coffee. Willa is still sleeping. She groaned in protest when we got out of bed and yanked the covers over her head. Her schedule today allows for a good sleep in, though.
“You’re not asking. I’m offering,” he says. “Is the attorney drawing up papers?”
“Yes, they should be ready in a few days. Before the All-Star break, anyway. I think I’ll fly home and try to deal with it then.”
“Do you want company? If he wants money, it’s easier if I’m there.”
“You’re probably right,” I say. “I still hope it doesn’t come to that.”
“I know,” he says, taking a sip of his own coffee. “But better to be prepared for anything.”
