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“I’ve been practicing.” He smiled against my skin.
“Is it hard?”
He took my hand and rubbed it over where his cock swelled against his jeans. “Always, Sunshine.”
Shaking my head, I squeezed his erection before moving my hand back. “I walked into that one. I meant your autism. I don’t understand why you felt like you needed to keep it to yourself.”
He pulled back, and we turned to face each other. “I didn’t want people to think less of me or to use it as an excuse. I’m hard work sometimes, I know that, but I don’t want people to give me a pass because I’m on a spectrum. I want people to like me… or not because of who I am.”
“I like you.”
“I know, Sunshine.”
“But do you need help with anything? Anything we need to do differently?”
Leaning forward, his lips ghosted mine. “Nope, you all have me pretty well figured out, although promise me I don’t ever have to wear a suit again.”
My eyes widened. “What? Really? God, I’m so sorry.”
He chuckled. “It’s fine. Marshall noticed my Mercury’s freak out and helped put a stop to what I think might have been a panic attack.”
“You freaked out that badly?” I whispered, hating that I’d done that to him.
“I’d hurt you. You were angry with us. I missed you. Fox wanted to kill me and the suit jacket just finished me off. Marshall noticed and helped.”
“And I ignored you because I was being a grumpy bitch.”
He held me tighter. “Not at all.”
“But Marshall has been there for you?” He’d explained how Marshall overheard a phone call with Addi, and that was how he knew about Dawson’s diagnosis and his history with Fox.
He let out a short huff before kissing me again. “He’s been great. I don’t know why, but him being here has helped. As if he’s there to catch me if I slip. I’ve never had that before. I like to take charge, be in control, but he… well, he’s good for me. You all are.”
“I love you,” I told him again. Wanting to make sure he knew how much he meant to me. He didn’t reply, but his lips met mine, offering me a deep, thigh trembling kiss that soaked my panties. I groaned into his mouth.
“You okay there, Sunshine?”
“Horny.”
“You are supposed to be resting.” He tilted my head and kissed along my jaw and down my neck.
“I am resting.”
He traced his fingers across my chest, skimming over my nipple, which hardened instantly.
“Please,” I begged, my hips rolling with need.
“You know I can’t say no to you, but you just have to lie back and relax. I’ll do all the work. Deal?”
“I want to touch you too,” I pouted as he eased me flat onto my back and slipped his fingers under the waistband of my leggings.
“There appears to be a crowd of bi men in this house who can get me off, but you, Sunshine, need to rest while you heal. Let me take care of you and then you can watch one of them take care of me.” He rolled my leggings and underwear down, peeling them off slowly and throwing them to the floor.
“Oh, God. Yes. Fuck, can I watch all three of you?” My eyes widened at the thought of seeing them all together. Not because they were cursed, not with Marshall constantly reminding them that he was straight, but because they wanted each other.
“We would love to be your real life porn.” He lifted my feet to the mattress, easing my legs open. “Shit, you’re soaked, Lea.”
Rolling my bottom lip between my teeth, I nodded. Dawson didn’t hesitate, edging his tongue through my folds, licking up from my entrance to my clit.
