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“I’d be happy to, Ethan. I just wish that I’d be able to marry both of you.”
I pulled back to look at her precious face. “Maybe one day.” She giggled and nodded. I breathed against her lips. “I love you so, so much.”
Brent finally stepped into the shower, and I stepped aside to let him under the water. “Maybe you should just fuck her. It could calm both of your nerves and let you sleep better.” He was lathering up his hair with the shampoo we shared, one eye peeking open at us. Casey and I both got lost in staring at his magnificent body. All those hard muscles along his torso were bunching and flexing with his movements. We watched as bubbles slid down his neck, making a slow trail over his chest with the short golden hair that was mostly along the top of his pecs before disappearing at his belly button, where a thin golden trail led down to a cock that made me lick my lips with just the thought of having it in my mouth.
Casey let out a small whine. I tore my eyes away from Brent to glance at our girl. “What do you say, sugar? Want to take him in your mouth while I fuck your juicy cunt?” I ran a finger over her entrance from behind, then slid it slowly inside her, feeling the slickness that had nothing to do with the water of the shower.
She dropped her head back and moaned, attempting to grind her hips down on the invasion, but I had a firm hold of her with one arm across her hips and her weight propped up against the wall. It gave me all the leverage I needed to be able to play with her wet hole.
“Please!” she moaned out, getting frustrated at her lack of movement.
“What? Tell us what you want, baby.” Brent moved in close, trapping her completely.
“I want to suck you,” she whimpered as I rotated my finger before sliding it back out until only the tip grazed her opening.
Brent joined where my finger was swirling around the sensitive flesh. Together we sank our fingers in up to the first knuckles. The moan she let out that time came from deep inside her chest.
“Suck what, dollface. Come on, you can tell us.” His tone was mocking, and she lowered her chin so she could give him a glare and spit out her words.
“Your penis. I want to suck your penis.” He plunged his finger deep and withdrew quickly while I held mine still.
I cringed. “Oh, sugar. Call it a cock. Hell, call it a dick. But please don’t call it a penis. That reminds me of my grandma trying to talk to me about the birds and the bees.”
Brent chuckled, nipping at my chin. “After the bees had already been pollinating the flower.”
Casey lifted an eyebrow but squirmed in my tight hold as Brent sank deep one more time. “You guys are weird,” she began to pant.
“Yeah, but you love us.”
She nodded, her eyes closed, her mouth open. “I do.” The swipe of my thumb over her clit had her shuddering violently. She cracked an eye open, glaring at both of us in turn, focusing on Brent, who seemed pleased to be tormenting her. “I want to suck your cock while Ethan fucks my pussy.” Her words caused my balls to tighten painfully and my cock to give a hard jerk. I lowered her to the floor of the shower as Brent sat down on the built-in bench. I bent Casey over with a hand between her shoulder blades as he guided her mouth to his hard and angry looking cock.
I placed my cock at her opening and paused. “We need to make this quick so we can all get some sleep.” I probably should have kept my mouth shut because somehow I had jinxed us or something. We passed out in a heap of arms and legs and hair about an hour before the sun was due to rise. I doubted any of us would feel an ounce of regret when we finally woke for the day.
Thirty-Two
ETHAN
I wasat my desk shuffling through another stack of papers from a report that needed finishing when someone knocked on my door. I looked up to see Miranda Holbrook standing in the doorway. I hid my grimace by picking up my fourth cup of coffee to take a swallow. The shit was foul, but not as foul as the detective who was standing in front of me. I was pretty sure she hadn’t missed the look on my face if the spark of anger on hers was anything to go by. She quickly masked it with a cocky smirk, somehow raising her unattractiveness to another degree.
We had gone to school together. While I had been the jock, playing every sport I could get onto the team of, she was a cheerleader. She had been pushy as hell all through high school, not backing down from her pursuit of me. In her mind, we would have been the perfect couple. Of course, she continued to ignore the fact that Brent and I were together, not believing I would rather suck his cock than allow her to suck mine. She had never gone after him, even though I would have considered him the more handsome of the two of us. For her, he was below her and not worth her effort just because he was a foster kid.
When she followed me into the police academy, I had been worried that she would continue her campaign to convince me I wasn’t gay. I never corrected her on that. If she had known I was attracted to women, too, she likely never would have stopped pursuing me. It had been several years, though, since she had shown interest. If I remember correctly, she had hooked herself a doctor, though I had no idea if she had ever gotten married since her last name hadn’t changed.
I set my cup of cold coffee back down and sighed. “Detective Holbrook, to what do I owe the pleasure?”
A look of irritation flashed across her face before she schooled her features back into the smirk. I watched with a raised eyebrow as she stepped forward, attempting to roll her hips in a clearly seductive way in the few steps it took to reach my desk from the open door. It wasn’t until she dropped a folder on my desk that I noticed she had been carrying anything.
I gave the folder a glance but didn’t touch it. I was sure whatever case she might have been working on had nothing to do with me or one of mine. “What’s this?”
“That,” she gestured with a sweep of her hand, “is the file on the little drifter that wandered into our town. The one that you and your…” her pretty face twisted into a sneer, “boyfriend invited into your home.”
My back went straight, and every muscle in my body got tight as I glared at her. “What did you do?”
She dropped her smirk and let me see the vindictiveness that she had been hiding. “I did what any concerned officer of the law would do when a stranger comes into town and manages to worm her way into the home of one of the town’s most highly decorated detectives while also begging for a job that will pay her under the table.”
“You had no right,” I seethed from between my clenched teeth. She took a step back and then straightened nonexistent wrinkles from her expensive suit.
“As I said, I was a concerned officer of the law. It’s something you probably should have done.” Her haughty sniff was enough to have me rising from my chair, the exhaustion from the long night and lack of sleep suddenly gone. Instead, I was livid and full of anxious energy. I needed to go see my girl to make sure she was alright.
