Hunter smirks as he rises to his full height again, making me feel tiny in comparison.
“Off you run, little rabbit. I’ll finish up here.”
This time I turn on my heels, grab my bag I left by the door, and make a mad dash for the stairs, taking two at a time. My fingers tremble as I fumble for my keys, and I let out a breathless laugh, closing the door behind me.
I bring my fingers to my lips as I lean back against the door.
What the fuck just happened?
Chapter 7
Harrison
I grumble into my helmet as I pull a U-turn. A heads-up that the meeting was cancelled before I left would have been appreciated. Most of the call are done virtually, but the reason I was going this time is because there were physical samples we were reviewing, and I’d rather be present for those.
I pull up on the drive, not bothering to use the garage. I pull off my lid as I push down on the kickstand with my foot and climb off.
Walking back into the house, I come to a stop just outside of the kitchen, the sound of heavy breathing catching my attention first, along with Hunter and Ari in a precarious position.
He’s gripping her jaw as he holds her stare.
“I’ve never been more turned on than having you squirt for me. You came so beautifully. I’m proud of you, but it’s our secret, okay?” He rubs the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip.
I see the way her throat bobs as she swallows, her cheeks flushed as she replies, her voice husky.
“Okay.”
He kisses her as though he owns her, like he can sense I’m here, watching. He probably can, just like when I know when he’s near me, too. We’ve always been in tune that way.
Ending the kiss, Hunter drops to his knees, kissing Ari over her cunt before he tugs her underwear and leggings back up.
He’s smirking like a fucking Cheshire Cat as he stands.
“Go on, little rabbit, off you go. I’ll finish up here.”
She doesn’t need to be told twice, moving like her arse is on fire, grabbing her bag as she goes.
I stalk into the kitchen. “What the fuck, man, you made her squirt,” I say, slamming my lid on the counter.
He looks over to me with a raised eyebrow.
“Not even sorry, bro. Just sad you missed the show. She was fucking exquisite.” He brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks on them.
Before I can stop myself, I lunge for him, but he laughs and quickly sidesteps me with hands in the air, palms facing me.
“Easy, little brother. I didn’t fuck her. I’m not a complete cunt, but I sure as hell wanted to.”
I grab the back of my neck and squeeze as I let out a harsh breath.
“You’re five minutes older than me, arsehole. So what happened?” I reply, losing some of my ire. I know he wouldn’t fuck her, not without me, but seeing her flushed like that, her bare pussy… it lit something in me.
“I just made her see stars, and fuck if she didn’t do the same to me.”
I groan because, fuck me, I’d like to have seen that for myself.
In fact, fuck it.
He’s not the only one who gets to have all the fun.
