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I snort, smacking Sierra’s ass with my palm as she walks to the stove. “Not when I have this brown-eyed blonde to stare at.”
“We’ve been replaced, Tuck. Face it,” Holden chimes in, flipping his napkin onto his empty plate.
Tucker frowns. “I never thought the day would come.”
I shake my head and make a mental note to change the locks on my door.
Tucker and Holden are still cracking jokes at the table when I look over at Sierra leaning against the counter with a steaming cup of tea in her hand. I watch her until I catch her eye, then blow her a kiss.
She laughs, rolling her eyes. She loves it when I do cheesy shit like that, even though she’ll never admit it.
“We better get going,” Tucker says, getting up from his seat and taking his plate and coffee cup to the sink. “Grayson’s gotthe lookin his eye. He wants to take Sierra to the bone zone.”
“I hate all of you motherfuckers,” Jake grumbles. “I don’t know why I ever said this guy could date my sister.”
“It wouldn’t have mattered if you didn’t. I’ve got it bad for your sister. I would have dated her anyways whether you liked it or not. Nothing could have stopped me.”
“You’re just lucky I let you live. Remember that.” Jake side-eyes me as he passes me on his way to the sink with his dishes.
“Noted,” I say, tapping my skull like a cheeky fucker.
Jake follows Tucker and Holden to the door with me hot on their heels, itching to get them out of here and get my girlfriend alone.
“We’re brothers now,” I tell Jake, clapping him on the shoulder before he’s out the door. “One big happy family. I know you love me.”
“You need to marry my sister before that can happen and even then, I’ll never agree to it.”
“Aw, come on, big guy,” I say with a grin, and I swear I can see his pulse tick behind his temple.
“Don’t make me hurt you.”
The three of them finally leave, and I can’t shut the door behind them fast enough.
* * *
I findSierra in the bathroom, turning on the shower. She’s naked and she looks like a dream. She always does, whether she’s in shorts and an old T-shirt covered in paint, a fitted black skirt and four-inch heels or tights and an oversized sweater. But right now, seeing her naked with her golden hair spilling over her shoulders, I’m having a hard time keeping my hands to myself.
It’s been three weeks since our relationship has been public knowledge. We were forced out of our little bubble, but we picked up right where we left off, except now it’s so much better.
We go back and forth between both of our houses. Some mornings I wake her up with a cup of peppermint tea, and other mornings she brings me freshly baked muffins, or my new favorite breakfast, egg-in-a-hole. And if I’m really lucky, she wakes me up with her face between my legs and her pouty lips wrapped around my cock.
She has become my whole world, and never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that it was possible to be this happy.
“We should probably shower together,” I suggest, pressing my lips to Sierra’s bare shoulder, my fingers tracing every groove of her spine.
Sierra opens the shower door and slips under the hot spray of water. “You should know by now that I’m expecting you to follow,” she says over her shoulder.
I stifle a groan. “I will follow you wherever you go, for the rest of your life.” I tear my T-shirt over my head and peel off my shorts and briefs, then follow her into the shower.
My eyes drift over her perfect round ass, landing on the two dimples right above it that I want to kiss every time I strip her naked. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”
“Mmm,” she moans, pushing her ass into my hardening cock that’s already aching to be inside of her. But he’ll have to wait. I’m taking my time this morning.
My hands slide slowly up her back to her shoulders then drift to her hair, gripping a handful in my fist.
Her chin tips up to the ceiling when I jerk the fistful of her hair back towards the floor, and I watch the stream of water pour down over her exposed neck to her tits. With my cheek on her shoulder, I breathe in her scent, the smell of coconuts and summer, kissing my way up her neck.
I take a minute to admire her: ample tits, nipples a dusty rose, flat stomach, long legs. Then I reach for her body wash and soap her up, head to toe.
