Chapter 14
***Remington***
Memphis licked her lips from her position on top of my brother.
She held my gaze and I could almost feel the wheels in her brain turning.
I started to worry that I’d overstepped when she nodded.
It was the slightest of movements, so minimal that I asked her again to make sure.
She nodded with more force the second time.
“Yes. That’s something I’m interested in. ”
I sat forward in my seat, cursing the seatbelt I’d put on for her, despite the hatred I felt for the things.
“I’m not talking in general terms here, Memphis.
I’m not talking about you getting knocked up with your future husband’s kid the old fashioned way.
I’m talking about you spreading your legs and letting the three of us fuck a baby into you. Three babies, to be exact.”
Her chest rose and fell faster. “I understood the first time.”
“The contract is still the same. The only thing changing is the method of impregnation. Understood?” When she nodded I reached out and gripped her ankle. “Words, Memphis. I want to hear you say you understand what I’m saying.”
Her pulse throbbed under my thumb. “Yes, Remington, I understand. I’m going to spread my legs and let each of you fuck a baby into me. I also understand that it changes nothing in the contract. Don’t worry. I’m not under the impression that sex means love.”
My own pulse raced at the hint of fire in her voice.
It triggered my need to conquer and I tightened my grip on her ankle.
“I clarified for your understanding, Memphis. We’re breaching the original contract and I didn’t want you to think that we’d back out of our agreement.
If you want to go and fall in love with me, that’s your own problem. ”
To my surprise, a smile stretched her mouth. “As hard as it’ll probably be, Remington Hawke, I think I’ll manage.”
I’d never admit that her saying that edged under my skin and stayed there. I let her go and sat back in my seat. “Wells? Boone?”
Boone gripped her hips tighter. “Yeah, I’m a thousand percent behind the change.”
“Even if I didn’t want this, I think I’d do it simply to not have to show my face at that fertility clinic ever again.” Wells winked at Memphis. “Lucky for me, I do want it. Just a small problem. At the risk of sounding like a complete dick...who goes first?”
I tilted my head at my brother and glared at him. “Really?”
Memphis shocked the hell out of me again when she opened her mouth. “I think we should wing it.”
Wells laughed. “I fucking knew we chose the right woman.”
“What does that mean?” I sat forward again, itching to pull her over my lap and see how she’d respond to having her ass spanked raw.
“I guess we just see if the baby comes out holding a checkbook, a paintbrush, or a scalpel. After we know who touched base first, we move on.” She pressed her thighs together, but with Boone under her, she could only do so much.
“Or...I sleep with one of you until I get pregnant and then another of you after that baby is born.”
“The alternative being we all fuck you at the same time.” Boone grunted. “Not at the same time, I mean. You know what I mean. I think.”
Wells handed me his phone and showed me the picture he’d taken of my hand over Memphis’s throat while she arched into my touch.
I stared down at it and fought to get control over myself.
Handing it back to him, I blew out a rough breath.
Sex for procreation wasn’t the same as fucking for the fun of it.
Memphis was volunteering for the first, not the second.
I wouldn’t put my darker desires on her.
“Do you really want this, Memphis?” Wells shoved his phone back into his pocket and patted the other pockets, looking for the pack of smokes he’d given up over five years before. When stressed, he still looked for a cigarette without realizing it.
“I’m only saying this part because I’m drunk and if you bring it up again, I’ll throat punch you.” Memphis took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. “I’ve only had sex with one person and he didn’t toast before taking a shot, if you know what I mean. Am I right in assuming y’all do?”
I was going to embarrass myself with a wet spot on the front of my pants if she didn’t stop talking soon. My dick was leaking precum like an open faucet. “I toast before each shot, Memphis. Fucking longwinded at times, too.”
She shivered and closed her eyes. “I want that. Just because it’s sex for a reason doesn’t mean it can’t be good. I want good. I want to come like a river and scream the roof off. Like in my books.”
Wells groaned and tugged at his hair. “Yep, yep. So, do we start now?”
I saw Boone’s hand moving under the hem of her dress and raised my voice. “We do nothing until Memphis is sober.”
Boone growled but put his hand back on her knee. “I hate being a fucking gentleman.”
Memphis decided to test my patience and restraint by crawling off of Boone’s lap and straddling me.
With her dress bunched around her hips, I could see the front of her lavender panties were soaked.
She rested her hands on my shoulders and stretched forward to rub her cheek against mine. “I’m not too drunk, Remington.”
I gripped her ass and yanked her forward so her wet panties rubbed against my belt. I waited until she looked at me again to stop her from moving. “You’re drunk enough that our touching you would be wrong. We’ll drop you off at the guest house and talk about this again tomorrow.”
Her bottom lip poked out in the sweetest pout and I was a fucking sucker because I leaned forward and sucked that lip into my mouth for just long enough to rake my teeth over it and then let it go. Her eyes were twin forests on fire as she met mine. “Mean.”
“Rest knowing that when you’re sober, if you want to orgasm on my fingers, my face, my dick, I’ll be ready for you.” I met Boone’s gaze over her head as she tucked herself in under my chin. “We’ll all be ready for you.”
She rested her cheek against my chest and sighed. “Jeremy is going to get all the glory for this tonight.”
Wells grunted. “Jeremy?”
“My boyfriend.” She felt me stiffen under her and let out a low giggle. “You met him, Remington.”
“I think I’d fucking remember meeting your boy—are you talking about your vibrator?” I felt her shaking against me as she laughed and had to fight the urge to swat her ass. “That was mean.”
She was still giggling to herself when Jake pulled up outside of the guest house. “Thanks. Today was...interesting.”
I got out and lowered her to her feet, to Jake’s amusement. I kept my hands on her as he turned away to give us privacy. “Make sure this is what you want.”
She rolled her eyes at me and leaned back into the car to tell Wells and Boone goodbye. Then she tossed me one last look over her shoulder before walking into the house.
I waited until she was inside to slide back into my seat. Looking at my brothers, I shook my head and rubbed my face. “She’s a fucking brat.”
“And you’ve already got it bad.” Wells laughed. “You wanted to walk her to her door and sing her a song, didn’t you?”
I hit him and stared out the window. “This is probably a bad idea. All three of us fucking the same woman. What could go wrong?”
Boone grinned. “You’re asking the wrong questions, brother. The better question is what could go right?”
“She’s not what I was expecting when we decided to do this.” Wells pulled his phone out and stared at it again. “I’m going to paint this tonight. If I can’t have her, this will have to do. It’s going to take me some time to cut your ugly mug out of the picture and put mine in its place.”
“You cut me out and you’re no longer my brother.” I tried to redirect my thoughts back to work, but it was useless. “I’m going to get drunk on Don’s expensive liquor and pass the time the best way I know how.”
“Jacking off?” Boone grinned.
“Watching baseball, asshole.” Although, if I was being truthful, I was going to have to do something about the state of my dick.
A cold shower or fucking my fist both sounded terrible, but I had to do something to ease the ache until I could have Memphis.
“I’m also calling and cutting ties with Mrs. Hathe.
She’s been calling persistently, despite my telling her that I’m fucking busy running a company.
Her notes to my assistant said it’s important, but I don’t think that woman and I prioritize the same things as important.
Doing this with Memphis this way means I can get rid of one more pest in my life. ”