11. Isaac
11
“Babe.” I stir at the whispered word, and even though the sun is up, I sure as hell don’t want to be. We opted to sleep at her place last night, only because Vienna wouldn’t be home until later today. Their summer rental is bright and airy, complete with obligatory beach theme. I’d probably be more judgmental of the décor, but I haven’t slept this well in years. Although I’m sure it has more to do with the girl in my arms than the accommodations.
“Go back to sleep,” I murmur into Reece’s hair as my arms tighten around her. I may not be awake, but my cock is and it’s hard against her ass. She wiggles back and I groan, my hand coming up to cup her breast, pinching her nipple between my fingers.
She’s probably sore, but you’d never know it the way she’s rocking against me and moaning my name.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
We both freeze, not daring to move, like if we stay perfectly still, whoever it is will go away.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Sissy! Why is the door locked?” Maddox calls out, and I bite back the groan that wants to escape while visions of killing my best friend dance through my head.
“Shit!” Reece screeches, jumping out of bed and spinning around, gloriously naked. With her perky tits and chest flushed, she’s absolutely stunning. “Oh my God, get dressed! What are you doing?!”
“What?” I ask and she glares, but it’s her fault because she’s sexy and I’m easily distracted when she’s naked.
“Hide in the closet or something!” she hisses, grabbing her robe off the back of the bedroom door and slipping it on and glaring at me.
“What? No. I’m not hiding in the closet—just get rid of him.”
“Oh sure, no problem, just answering the door wearing nothing but a robe, talking to my brother while his best friend lies naked in my bed. Easy peasy.”
My lips twitch as I prop my hand behind my head, my eyes dragging down over her body. “Tell him you were about to take a shower and then come back so you can ride me.”
I let my other hand drift under the sheet to grasp my cock, stroking it lazily for emphasis and earning a little growl from Reece.
Spinning on her heels, she opens the bedroom door and then closes it behind her, her footsteps disappearing down the hall.
Staring up at the ceiling, I practically groan when I hear Mads in the kitchen. Their voices are muffled, but it’s obvious he’s hunting around for a snack. Any other time, I’d be happy he’s trying to be more present with Reece, but she’s naked and I’m naked and fuck if I don’t want her back in this bed.
I take a breath, looking around the room, her clothes thrown haphazardly over the chair in the corner. It’s a mess, but it makes me smile because she’s still my Reece. Photos and perfume line the dresser, a single photo jammed into the frame of the mirror.
It’s faded and the edges are curled, but I know exactly what day that was taken, and it has my heart squeezing a little in my chest. Mads, Reece, and I stand on the beach with our arms wrapped around each other, heads thrown back in laughter our junior year of high school.
It was a great day, one I look back fondly on even now.
And apparently Reece does too.
Rolling onto my side, I grab my phone from the nightstand and stop short when I realize that Reece’s isn’t there. She must have grabbed it without me noticing.
Perfect.
Honestly, I shouldn’t mess with her. I really shouldn’t.
But it’s too tempting not to.
Putting one hand back behind my head, I pull the sheet down over my hip and flex before snapping a picture and sending it to Reece.
It’s marked as delivered and then read, and when Maddox doesn’t come busting through the door, I reach my hand under the sheet and stroke my cock with one hand. Making sure I get my abs, my hand going under the sheet and the print of my erection against the cotton, I take the picture and grin.
She’s going to kill me, but it’s going to be so worth it. Maybe I can convince her to try and suffocate me while she rides my face.
This time the text is delivered but not read.
Worrying my bottom lip with my teeth, I debate my options. I could send her a dick pic, but I feel like that’s not as fun. On the other hand, I’m running out of creative ways to flex my abs. Throwing one leg out of the covers, I take one last picture and hit send before tossing my phone on the bed beside me.
And wait.
And wait.
By the time I hear Reece usher Maddox out the door, my nerves are shot, and the need to have her in my arms again is overwhelming. I hate lying to my best friend, but Reece has always been the absolute light of my life, and if I only have a few weeks with her, I’m gonna make damn sure to make it count.
Her footsteps quicken as she reaches the bedroom, her hand turning the knob with such force the door flies open and bangs against the wall.
“What the hell was this? Were you trying to get us caught? Or just give me a heart attack?” Reece waves her phone at me before tossing it on the dresser and wrestling with the tie on her robe.
“I just wanted to see how wet and needy I could make you.”
“You’re a jerk,” she says sweetly, climbing onto the bed and crawling toward me.
“You should have gotten rid of him faster,” I bite out as she places hot, open-mouth kisses all over the head of my cock through the sheet. “Turn around.” Her eyes flash to mine, defiant and turned on and so damn beautiful. “Do it, Reece. I want to lick your sweet pussy while you suck my cock.”
“I’m a little obsessed with how filthy your mouth is.”
“Yeah?” I grin wolfishly as I pull her up my body, brushing my lips against hers in a barely there kiss. “I’m more than a little obsessed with how your mouth looks wrapped around my dick.”
“Bossy.”
“You fucking love it,” I goad, bringing my palm down on the curve of her ass, making her yelp and then moan, before rubbing herself against me when I do it again. “Later,” I murmur, giving her ass one final squeeze. “Right now, I need you to climb up here because I’m starving.”