Page 122 of Double Dare
“Fuck it. Let’s go snowmobiling,” Bo says. “Someone call Dom and Liam.”
“Thank you, kind sir!” Gen damn near curtsies at the driver who drops them off at the cabin after their girls’ night out. She links her arm through Laken’s, and I slog through the snow in random boots to get them both inside, double-checking with the driver that he’s been paid.
Shit, they’re drunk.
“Come on, floozy.” I put my arm around her waist while Laken stays at her other side, more leaning on her for stability than anything. “Fun night, ladies?” I ask as soon as we get inside, closing the door and pressing their hands to the wall so they can balance enough to get their shoes off.
“Gen rocked this fancy dress in a dingy bar!” Laken says with a slur.
“Fucking right she did.” Four scans Gen from her uncharacteristically unkempt hair to the bare feet slipping out of her nude and very conservative flats.
“I’m sort of offended I didn’t get an invite to ladies’ night,” Liam says, drawing all of Laken’s attention.
She skips over to him like I don’t exist, and Kade rolls his eyes at her for ignoring him. “I called you!”
“I called him first, Bossy,” Kade cuts in. “Snowmobiling trumps ladies’ night.”
I deposit Gen with Four, but before she sits down beside him, she leans in really close, smelling like white wine and expensive perfume. “Laken is my mad dog.”
“What?” I laugh, not understanding one thing she’s saying.
“She got hit on,” Laken laughs. “And I think you mean guard dog!”
“She even barked!” Gen giggles and Four grabs her wrist, pulling her down onto his lap. “She didn’t really bark, but her words did!”
“Hit on?” Four questions with a level of jealousy that makes me want to punch him for being so predictable. “Someone wants what’s mine, Genevieve?”
“Lots of someones,” Laken mumbles, egging Four on. She chomps her teeth to show Four how much of a guard dog she is, and then Kade is gripping her jaw and glaring at her.
“What about you, Bossy? Get hit on?”
I kick the boots off and miss what she says, but Gen’s talking loud enough for everyone, saying something about a girls’ circle of protection. Whatever went on tonight, I like that they all stuck together. Shit, I like that Mom took them out. There might be a surge of females around here, but at least they’re all close and they look out for one another.
I join Dom and Liam in the kitchen, grabbing glasses of water for the girls. Dom got too drunk and Liam didn’t mind staying, so they’re sleeping over at our cabin for the first time. He’s the loner type, prefers solidarity and reclusion, but when he lets loose, he’s honestly one of my favorite people. Even one-on-one, he’s just good to be around. He’s got that vibe none of the rest of us have. It probably comes from being second oldest, having to put up with all our shit, but also being one step below Bo, who was the go-to guy for everything. He learned to help without taking credit, and I think that humbled him.
“Why do I feel like a family voyeuristic event is coming on?” Dom asks, staring at Four’s hands all over Gen’s body, and Kade and Laken starting up some intense eye war.
I smirk, loving and cringing at how close our family is. Family fuck fests aren’t anything new, but Dom’s never been involved. Could be fun. I know Laken has a thing for a little guy on guy; I know because I snooped her porn history. All dicks and asses, not a single vag in sight.
“To being a floozy,” Gen toasts with her water.
To being a floozy, indeed.
Chapter 46
There’s lube dripping everywhere. It’s all over the bathroom floor, dripping off my ass, sliding down my legs and getting all over the vanity from Jed touching it so much. Even his abs and chest are covered in it because he went so overboard, not wanting to hurt me.
“Jesus, Jed. If you add any more, we’re going to slip straight to hell. Hurry up. There’s enough.” I look at him in the mirror, catching him with the bottle in his hand again.
“Don’t smart mouth me, love. I know you took Kade’s cock up the ass, but I’m bigger.”
I roll my eyes, fighting a grin. “So fucking cocky.”
“That’s what I’m trying to tell you!” he laughs, finally setting the bottle down on the counter. “Eyes on me, love.”
I watch him in the mirror as he slowly pushes inside me, hands slippery against my hips. My blood alcohol level has my pain sensors on vacay, Jed’s care to make sure I was ready also helping with that, and the amount of lube in this bathroom and all over our bodies is the cherry on top. It doesn’t hurt anymore. Just stretches, and damn, the sensation is nice.
He looks down, his dark lashes fanning across his cheeks. I remember the time he told me the story about loving his own POV, so I smile at that, watching him watch his own dick. “Does it look hot?” I ask, pressing my ass back to take more of him.