Ethan

I shouldn’t have been surprised that Emily handled herself so well around the guys. From that first scathing glare at the gallery, I knew she wasn’t the type to back down.

Lennox kept up with his usual shenanigans, making disgusting jokes and crude gestures, and rather than be offended, Emily met every comment with one of her own. She was funnier than Lenn, which I knew was killing him.

Kane still shot me the occasional look, like he thought I was a sellout or something but he also seemed to really like Emily, laughing and goofing around with her like she was one of us.

Even Kade seemed to be enjoying her presence, and it struck me again just how much finding Aubrey saved him from himself. He was in a dark place when they met, nothing like the guy we all knew. He’d been angry and self-destructive, playing into the ‘dark twin’ bullshit the media liked to spout. Now, though, he was back to his old self…but better. Yeah, he still looked intimidating with his resting jerk face, but he wasn’t that guy. He could have been, if things hadn’t happened the way they did, but meeting Aubrey had saved him from that.

Finding love had saved him.

I glanced over at Emily, who was returning to the living room with a beer in each hand, and smiled.

She plopped down next to me on the couch and handed one over. “Looked like you were ready for another.”

“What I’m most ready for is you,” I muttered into her ear after I kissed her cheek. “But the beer will work for now.”

“Get a room,” Lennox snorted from across the room.

I flipped him off. “All these rooms are mine, dildo. So I’ll do what I want.” To prove my point, I took Emily’s beer and mine and set them on the coffee table before turning and laying an epic kiss on her. I’m talking a heart-pounding, hair-pulling, lip-biting, moan-inducing kiss to beat all kisses.

When I was done, I nudged her nose with mine and left her sitting there with her eyes still closed while I reached to retrieve our beers.

Lennox, for once, made no comment, still watching Emily recover.

Kane was also uncharacteristically silent.

Aubrey, though, turned to Kade and muttered, “We need to get back to our room, babe. Like now.”

They locked eyes and Kade was on the move a second later, all but throwing her over his shoulder as he announced, “Anyone looking to ride back with us better get fucking moving. I don’t make my lady wait when she wants the D. Fall in or call a cab, fuckers.” He nodded to Emily and me on the way past. “You two have a good night. Aubrey will call you tomorrow about the grocery shopping, Emily, assuming she has the energy.” He slapped Aubrey’s ass and she yelped, shooting him a glare. “Say goodbye, Aubrey.”

“Bye, Ethan! Bye, Emily! Bye, Dammit!”

Dammit chuffed from his spot on the now-empty love seat.

“Bye, everyone!” Emily called, as Lennox and Kane frantically tried to keep up with the happy couple.

“They’re gonna tear up that hotel room tonight.” I smirked. “If one kiss got them that aroused, imagine what porn must do.”

“That kiss aroused more than just those two.” She looked over at me with hooded eyes, dragging her gaze down my torso.

“Getting a good look?”

“Yep,” she confirmed, her eyes hungry. “Checking out everything I intend to lick as soon as I’m sure your friends are gone.”

“Time to lock up the dog, huh?”

“That travel carrier works for more than car rides,” she confirmed.

“Or,” I reached out and thumbed her hardened nipple through her shirt. “We can go up to the studio. I’ll make sure the stairs are blocked so he can’t follow us—even when I make you come so hard you scream.”

She jumped to her feet and reached for my hand, offering to help me up. “You gonna talk me to death, or can we go upstairs and see which of us can make the other scream loudest?”

I snorted, letting her pull me along. “Guys don’t scream.”

“We’ll just see about that…”

* * *

“Ethan!” Emily’s head was thrown back as she straddled me on the bed, her body grinding into me until I saw fucking stars. I was sitting on the edge of the bed as she rode me, my feet still on the floor so I had leverage to thrust.

She circled her hips, taking me deep.

“Fuck!” I grunted, gritting my teeth.

Her arms were locked behind my neck, pulling me close as I sucked her tits. She rose and fell on my cock hard, fast, and so, so good. She rode me like she couldn’t get enough, like it was her favorite thing in the world to feel my cock slamming deep inside her over and over.

If I wasn’t careful, I was going to lose control.

She moaned as I latched onto her throat, nipping and sucking while my hand wedged between us and found her swollen clit. I rubbed it with two fingers and thrust my cock up into her, somehow managing to get even deeper than before.

“Fuck, Ethan, you’re gonna make me come.”

“Good,” I muttered against her throat.

“No, not yet. It’s too good like this. I just want to keep going like this for fucking hours.”

I circled my other arm around her and pressed a finger to her hot, tight ass. “You don’t want more? Harder? Deeper?” I pressed firmly against her opening with my index finger, not going all the way in. “Maybe this?” I pressed more and pulled back before pressing again, gaining a little ground each time.

“Ethan…” she panted, circling her hips again, putting emphasis on the motion that caused her to push against my finger.

“Yes, Miss Emily?” I smirked against her neck, flicking her collarbone with my tongue.

“Please.”

“Please what?” I teased her rear entrance again, almost going all the way past that tight band of muscle, but not quite. “You want it all the way in you, sweetheart? You want me to finger that hot ass?”

“Yes!” She threw her head back again, grinding, mewling, and begging me for what she needed.

I used my other fingers to spread some of her juices from where we were joined to her waiting hole, and then I thrust two fingers hard into her ass, pulling a scream from her that made my ears ring.

I pumped them in and out, matching her rhythm as she rode my cock. My other hand continued its assault on her clit, and I could feel her whole body tensing as her orgasm built.

“Come for me, Emily. Come all over my cock and fingers.”

“Come with me,” she said on a gasp as she slammed hard onto me and ground herself against my cock and the fingers that continued to fuck her ass.

I’d been fighting it for a while, forcing my orgasm down because, like her, I wasn’t ready for it to be over. But hearing those words fall from her swollen lips, lips that had sucked me for what felt like hours before she rolled the condom on—with her lips… There was no way I could fight my orgasm after that.

Two bone-shattering pumps later, we were both gone.

I braced my feet on the floor and thrust up so fucking hard I nearly bucked her off my cock. I stroked her clit furiously with one hand and slammed the fingers of the other deep in her ass as she spasmed around me, my aching balls emptying into her even as we both screamed.

When we’d both recovered and cleaned up, we fell into the bed, exhausted, and she said, “Call that one a draw?”

“No way. You totally screamed your head off.”

“But you screamed loudest and longest,” she argued.

I shook my head. “Bullshit. Guys don’t scream. We groan, grunt, growl, and roar on occasion, but we don’t scream. Besides, my ears are still ringing from that scream you let out when I started fingering your ass.”

She blushed furiously and crossed her arms over her bare breasts. “I still contend that you were louder.”

“Tiebreaker?” I waggled my brows at her, reaching out to skim the back of my hand over her pussy. “Or do you need a breather?”

She reached out and gripped my cock, squeezing it hard in her fist. “I don’t do breathers, remember?”

“Good. Because I’m gonna eat you so fucking good you’ll scream yourself hoarse,” I said, settling between her legs and giving her clit a long slow lick. “There’s gonna be a clear winner this time, sweetheart. And it won’t be you.”

“You gonna talk me to death or use that tongue to win this bet?” She wiggled her hips, all but thrusting into my face until I gave in and sealed my mouth over her.

Fuck, I really was falling in love.