Page 47 of Double Dare

“What do you need your phone for?” Jed asks with a fairly even voice.

I grab her phone off the counter, handing it to her as a distraction.

“Remember these pictures?” Mom gushes, getting right up close and personal with us to show us her screen. I lean in to hide Laken’s hand on Jed’s cock, and look at the pictures Mom is swiping through. They’re from that first night we all met Laken after her and Gar made it up the Cliff of Patience, and she showed us her skills on her KTM. All ten of us grouped together on the patio of the resort, and I’m kind of surprised to see that Jed and I both have our arms around Laken. “From when you first got here, Lakes?”

“I remember,” Laken says, smiling.

“I’m going to show Liam,” Mom says, giving us one more sketchy look. “Behave…or something. Whatever the motherly thing I’m supposed to say is.” She walks off, her phone raised and Liam’s name being shouted through the living room.

“He got a blowie. I want to fuck you right here, love,” Jed says as soon as Mom is gone.

“You can’t stay quiet enough for that,” Laken says, her hand undoing his jeans anyway.

Well, my mind is in this, so I say, “Sit on the stool and Laken can sit on your lap. I’ll talk to her the whole time, so it just looks like we’re chatting.” I meet her eyes again, knowing a challenge is what’s going to get her going. “Scared, Bossy?”

She glares. “Fuck you, Kade.”

Bingo.

Jed hops on the stool and pulls Laken onto his lap, her pants down just enough in the back so Jed can get in there, and then he clamps a hand over her mouth when she moans, sinking down on his cock.

“You’re the loud one, Lake,” I laugh, sitting at the corner of the island, leaning over to block the view and keep this casual conversation going.

From everyone else’s vantage point, it looks like the three of us are chatting, but Laken’s hips are subtly rocking while Jed’s hands are clamped on her waist and his face is buried in her hair. Her cheeks are turning red, and she struggles to move enough to get that friction going. I look down, noticing her feet don’t even hit the floor, so I put my foot on the rung of the stool and let her step on it to get some leverage. When they both try, and fail, to stifle their moans, my cock gets hard again, ready for a second round. I’m not shy when it comes to watching them fuck, but this is different, hotter. Holy shit, Laken is sexy when she’s turned on.

Everyone laughs at something in the living room, and then they disperse. Fuck. A few of my brothers sit at the island, pulling up stools on the opposite side.

“You drunk, Lake?” Rydan asks. “Cheeks are red.”

Laken holds up her whiskey as an answer. We are definitely getting caught.

“Ready for tomorrow night, Jed?” Zahn sits down beside Ry.

“Yeah,” Jed says, his voice a dead giveaway. “Ready.” He’s got a fight tomorrow night.

The front door opens and Gar walks in, thankfully distracting all my brothers. Myself included. Damn, Gar. Everyone gets up to greet him and the new chick he has at his side; she doesn’t look good enough for him. Jed takes their distraction to pound into Lakes, rocking them forward. I steady her shoulders, getting them back on balance.

“Fuck,” Laken moans.

“Hold the counter so I can fuck you harder, love,” Jed says, and Laken listens. “Rub her clit.”

My thumb slips down the front of her pants, rubbing her while Jed fucks her a bit harder.

Honestly, I don’t even care who is here and who might see this. I’ll take the taunts and the bullshit if it means we get to be public with this thing. This is the shit I live for; the hot, spontaneous moments that are too much to resist and feel so much better for it.

When Laken bites her lip, stifling one of those moans I know exactly how to read, I shift my body to block the view of her even more. “Come, Laken. You’re right there.”

“I can feel you holding back,” Jed whispers against her hair. “I’m right fucking there. Come with me, Lakes.”

The two of them erupt into pleasure just as Gar sees Laken, turning to head our way. Laken becomes this sexy mix of panic and pleasure, and Jed groans against the back of her neck.

“Lakes,” Gar shouts.

“Fuck,” Jed groans at the sound of Gar’s voice.

Gar is right on the other side of the island, so I distract him by eye-fucking him while Laken gets her pants back in place and Jed zips himself up. Dirty blond, big blue eyes, boyish charm and ruggedness to add a mindfuck, Gar is one sexy prick.

“Hey, Gar.” I grin at him.