Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
She slapped her forehead with her hand.
Idiot.
Did she really just think that?
Was she so desperate to give them a blow job?
Short answer: Yes.
Long answer: Hell, yes.
“Did you just slap yourself?” Spencer asked.
She was curled up with him on the sofa, waiting for the other two to join them for movie night. She could only guess that this wasn’t how they would normally spend a Friday night. They were still spending a lot of time with her. Surely they had to go back to work soon. They couldn’t stay home with her all the time.
Slade was on his phone as he walked into the room carrying a bowl of popcorn. “Yeah, thanks, Church. Appreciate it. Bye.”
He ended the call as Rock walked in with some hot chocolate.
“Everything okay?” she asked.
Slade smiled, but it looked forced. “Of course it is, Boo. Why wouldn’t it be?”
Uh-huh.
She wasn’t buying that.
“What’s happening?” she asked.
“Just a few things at the club that Church wants me to sign off on. I might go in for an hour or so tomorrow night. But that’s all.”
“Slade, if you need to get back to work, you can,” she told him. “You don’t have to be here all the time with me.”
He frowned, shaking his head.
“I’m not . . . I’m not going to disappear, guys,” she told them. “I promise.”
“It’s not just that.” He walked around and sat next to her, taking her hand in his. “We want to be here if you need anything.”
“We don’t want to let you down,” Spencer added.
“I know. But if this relationship is going to work, you guys are going to have to go back to work, to doing things without me.” Urgh, why did she go red as she said relationship?
This was still kind of weird and new.
She couldn’t believe that she was in a relationship with her stepbrother and his two best friends.
Guys she’d practically hero-worshipped for years. Who she’d loved and wanted forever.
This was a dream she never wanted to wake up from.
Both Slade and Spencer nodded. However, Rock, who was standing in front of her, just frowned.
It didn’t seem he agreed.
She guessed it might take him more time.
“Maybe we could all go to the club tomorrow,” she suggested.
They all stiffened.
“Are you sure you’re feeling up to that, Princess?” Spencer asked, drawing her feet onto his lap so he could massage them.
Oh God.
That was freaking heaven.
She closed her eyes with a groan. Then she realized they’d all gone silent and she opened them again, looking around.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
Slade cleared his throat. “Fuck, that noise you made. It went straight to my cock.”
“It did? Um, sorry?”
“Don’t apologize,” he told her.
“Can I touch you?” she asked.
“Touch me?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
Why did he look so odd? Oh, unless . . .
“You don’t want me to touch you in front of the others?” she guessed. “Sorry, I didn’t even think about how this was going to work. Do you guys not want to be around each other when you’re . . . um . . . naked?”
Slade cupped the side of her face, turning her toward him so he could kiss her. His mouth touched hers and she melted into the kiss. Moving, she sat on his lap, straddling his thighs.
“Careful, Princess,” Spencer scolded as he helped steady her.
“I’m all right. My belly isn’t that big yet.”
“Yeah, but you’re still recovering from cracked ribs,” he said.
“I feel so much better now, Spencer. I promise.” She turned to look into his face. “You don’t have to worry about me so much anymore.”
He gave her a sad-looking smile. “But I like worrying about you, fussing over you, doing things for you.”
“You do?” she asked.
Spencer shrugged. “It fulfills something in me. A need to ensure you are looked after.”
That was so sweet.
But she didn’t want him to tie himself up in knots to look after her.
“I love how you look after me,” she said. “But don’t run yourself ragged doing it, okay? Sometimes I’d like to take care of you.”
“Hmm.” Spencer didn’t look that convinced.
Then Slade grasped hold of her chin, reminding her that she was sitting on his lap. “In answer to your question, we’re not worried about being naked around each other. We’ll want time with you on our own, but we’re also all for shared bedroom activities.” He smirked as he said that.
Probably because she was now blushing bright red.
“You can ask us anything you want, you know,” Spencer said. “Anything you’re wondering about. Anything you need or desire.”
Oh hell.
“Yeah, we haven’t had this talk but we should.” Slade ran a finger down her cheek. “About what your limits are. And what the rules are.”
She narrowed her gaze at him. “I feel like you’ve already given me enough rules. Including non-rules.”
“What non-rules?” Spencer asked.
Slade shifted her so she sat sideways on his lap and could see Spencer and Rock better. Rock was now sitting on the coffee table.