Aftershocks buzzing through me, I imagined my body soaking it up like a fucking sponge.
Then my thighs began shaking, and Chase moved me up the bed, spooning me. And because he was the epitome of athletic prowess, he managed to do that while staying in me.
He stroked my underbelly, pressing his palm against the spot where he was nestled, and nuzzled my nape.
“I love fucking you,” he murmured. “Tell me we’ll do this again.”
“Oh yes.”
I tightened my inner muscles around him, squeezing his still-hard dick, and he hummed.
We were definitely doing this again.
I came home after eleven,so fucked out and mellow it was hard to hold back my sappy grin.
Monty was already asleep in his room, but my big brother waited for me in my living room, Kirby curled to his side, a book in his hand.
“Had a nice evening?” Hugh asked as soon as I walked in.
Kirby closed his book and gave me a hopeful smile.
“It was good,” I said neutrally.
Hugh straightened in his seat and narrowed his eyes. “Yeah? Are you going to tell us about him?”
“Not now. I’m sleepy.”
“This is the same guy you met last Saturday, right?”
“Yes.” It wasn’t a complete lie.
“Who is he?”
“I’m going to grab something to drink, then go straight to bed. Good night, Hugh.”
Hugh grunted, his expression darkening. I decided to ignore him. Kirby was looking at me with a gleam in his catlike eyes.
I went to get a glass of water, and Kirby met me in the kitchen.
“You look freshly fucked,” he whispered.
“Shit. Did Hugh notice?”
“No.” Kirby bit his lip, scanning my face. “But you’re glowing, Jay.”
I squirmed a little under his scrutiny. “Listen, Kirby, it’s casual. I’m having a great time, but it’s just fun. I don’t want Hugh to make a big deal out of it.”
Kirby made a zipper gesture over his mouth. “My lips are sealed.”
“Thanks.”
After picking an apple from the bowl by the fridge, he leaned against the counter, a smile playing around his pretty lips. I’d gotten to know Kirby well since he and Hugh got together a few years ago. He had kept his distance at first, probably afraid of what I’d think of him. He had a complicated past. But he made my big brother sublimely happy, and under his cocky veneer, he had a heart of gold. He was becoming one of my closest friends.
“So. Great dick, huh?” he asked casually, and bit into the apple.
I downed my glass of water, then winked at him. “Absolutely fantastic,” I told him under my breath. “Ideal length and shape, and he stayed hard for me for what felt like an hour. He was relentless. And oh my God, I needed it. I think I came six times.”
Beaming, Kirby pumped his fist in the air.
