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By the time he rose up, I dragged my eyes open, propping myself on my elbows to see him kicking his jeans free of his ankles. His arousal jutted out. He turned, sitting on the couch and murmuring, “Come ’ere. I know you like to ride me.”

I did. That said, Grant inside me any which way was amazing. But this was just perfect. Somehow, I gathered enough muscle coordination to straddle him. On the heels of a breath, he was filling me. He controlled my descent, and the delicious feel of him stretching me elicited a deep moan.

My forehead fell to his, and he kissed me, slow and light. He gripped my hips and thrust, filling me completely. The pressure where we were joined created a pleasure so intense, I had to bite my lip to keep from coming again.

“Sweetheart, you don't have to wait. I'm right there with you,” Grant murmured against my lips.

One more thrust and the slippery pressure over my clit sent me spiraling again as I cried out. I loved that he said my name on the heels of a ragged shout. The heat of his release filled me, satisfying in a way I didn't even understand.

I curled against him, and he simply held me there on the couch. I could feel his heart beating against mine. Our breathing slowed together. His fingers sifted through my hair, and I loved it. This was the part I was starting to worry about.

Oh, the sex was amazing. Beyond amazing. I just wasn't supposed to feel so good being held by him. It felt exactly right.

As the youngest in my family, I had always fought to show that no one needed to worry about me. I fought to be independent, fought to be strong. As a result, I hated to feel vulnerable. Yet with Grant, I did.

It frightened me because my usual inclination to fight against it when we were together like this dissipated into nothing.

“Do you think that was too loud?” he asked.

I giggled against his neck where my head was tucked. I lifted it, meeting his eyes. “It doesn't matter. Cat’s not here. Is she gone all weekend?” I asked, not even bothering to keep the hopeful tone out of my voice.

“I don't know. Definitely tonight. Nora dropped her off.”

“Ah, so we should christen every room in the house while we have time.”

Grant chuckled. “Well, we've already taken care of the kitchen, now the living room, the stairs, your bedroom, and my bedroom. I'm sorry, but my sister's bedroom is off-limits for me. But there's the bathroom.”

He waggled his eyebrows, and I giggled again. A teeny-tiny voice, like the kind you hear from a great distance, tried to shout out in my mind that I should be worried. This was supposed to feel awkward, but it didn't. I ignored it.

ChapterEighteen

GRANT

Cat was gone again the next night. We'd already christened the bathroom, so to speak. I’d fucked Harley long and slow against the tiled wall. Twice. She'd also given me a morning blow job in there.

Things between us were getting dicey, and I knew it. Yet it was just too good. I couldn'tnotgive in to my need for her. I savored the way she was when we were naked. When she had her clothes on, her armor was on, but once we were bare, she let her guard down. I loved every second of it.

It made me feel like there might be something there for both of us. My cynical mind was all,What the fuck, dude?

“Dude, you're like seriously zoning out,” Flynn offered a few days later from where he sat on a stool beside me at the counter in the lodge kitchen. “What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing,” I lied.

Telling Flynn what I was thinking about was definitely a bad plan. Flynn was my brother, and he was also my friend. And Diego was one of his best friends. All the guys who worked here were his best friends. If Flynn knew what I was doing with Diego's little sister and Diego found out, there'd be hell to pay.

“Not much, just seriously zoning out,” I added.

Flynn knew me well enough to know better, but he let me bullshit and simply shrugged. Daphne was pulling a tray out of the oven. A moment later, she was sliding some rolls onto a plate. “Help yourself, guys.”

“Oh, what are they?” I asked.

“Guess,” she teased.

“Are they too hot to eat now?”

“Hell, yeah,” Flynn said. “I have learned this lesson. We have to wait a few minutes.”

“Do you know what they are?”

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