Chapter 42
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
Wyatt
“Bye,” Abby yells over her shoulder. I close the front door of the bar as the last of the guests leave.
Cole looks right at me. “Take care of her.”
“Scout’s honor,” I say with a salute. I was never a Boy Scout, but who the fuck cares?
“Yeah, take care of her,” Riley says, waggling her eyebrows.
“We need to get you home, woman,” Finn says, sweeping Riley into his arms. “Too many pregnancy hormones making you all crazy.”
Cole stands there, still staring at me.
“I promise.” Whatever he sees in my eyes must be enough to calm his worries.
He gives me a quick nod. “Happy birthday, Abs.” Then he follows after his family.
She sags against my back. “That was fun.”
She’s relaxed and probably tired, but I don’t think she’s drunk. She didn’t drink much tonight, seeming more interested in just having fun.
I carefully spin around, looking her in the eye. “Has it been a good birthday?”
“Damn near perfect,” she says. “There’s one thing that could make it even better, though.”
“And what’s that?” Kane filled Linc and me in on what she said to him earlier in the night. I don’t know exactly what it means, but I’m willing to do anything to stop this yearning inside my chest that won’t go the fuck away.
“You… and Linc and Kane.”
“You have me,” I tell her because she does. She doesn’t even know it, but she owns parts of me I never saw myself letting anyone hold in their hands.
“Kind of,” she says, tilting her head to the side.
I nod. Just because all our feelings for one another are blatantly clear, it doesn’t erase any of the hurdles standing in our way.
Sliding her hand in mine, I pull her over to where Linc and Kane are standing.
“So, how are we going to make this work? Because I’m fucking sick of this,” I tell her, still holding her delicate hand.
She’s worrying her lip between her teeth, so I tighten my hand around her to try to reassure her.
“I still don’t want Oliver to know,” Kane says.
He must see the way my jaw is clenched tight because he holds up his hand.
“I don’t want him to know right away. I’m not saying never.
I’m just…” He pauses for a minute. “I need to make sure it’s a forever kind of thing before I bring this into his world. ”
“That’s fair,” Abby says. “I feel the same way about Mav.”
“What does this mean for us?” Linc asks.
I spare a glance at Abby before saying, “I think it means we give this a try. We keep it hidden from the boys, but we try.”
Kane and Linc both nod. Abby is back to biting her lip again, clearly worried about something.
“What are you thinking, beautiful?” I ask.
“Would this be just sex, or…” Her words trail off, like she doesn’t quite know how to end the thought.
“More,” Linc says. “It would be more.”
She lets out a heavy breath. “Okay.”
“I don’t think sex is just sex with us anyway,” Kane says.
I let out a quiet laugh. “We tried that once, and I think we all know how well that turned out.”
Abby leans into me, so her arm is pressed against mine.
“So, we’re doing this?” Kane asks.
“Yeah, we are,” Abby says with a hopeful clarity to her words.
Since the bar was closed to the public tonight, it doesn’t take us long to close things up and head out to my SUV that’s parked behind the bar.
Linc and I are up front, while Kane and Abby are in the back. She’s snuggled up next to him in the back seat with her head resting on his shoulder.
Ever since we decided to give this a go, she has seemed more at ease than I’ve ever seen her. We didn’t put any labels on anything, but I don’t think that’s necessary, at least not right now.
We all know that this is what we want, and for right now, that’s enough.
Linc looks over his shoulder into the backseat. “Make yourself come.”
My hand hesitates on the gearshift. He must be talking to Abby and not Kane, but I still wasn’t expecting him to say that. Obviously, she wasn’t either.
“What?” she croaks.
“Make yourself come before we get back to the house,” Linc says.
I glance at her in the mirror. There’s wariness in her eyes but also a hell of a lot of heat. She glances down at herself. “I’m wearing jeans.”
Linc shrugs. “Make it work.” He turns to face me. “Drive.”
I lock eyes with Abby in the mirror. She nods, then slides her hand down her body. Her pants are unbuttoned, and her hand slips beneath the fabric.
I can tell the moment she makes contact with her sensitive skin when she lets out a little gasp.
“Drive,” Linc says again.
Oh… right.
Reluctantly, I drag my eyes away from the mirror and to the windshield in front of me. It’s going to be a miracle if I get us all home without getting in an accident.
Sliding the car into gear, I pull out of the small dirt parking lot. Luckily, we don’t live far away. I don’t think I’d be able to keep my eyes from the mirror for long.
“That’s it,” Linc says as Abby lets out a breathy moan that has my dick perking up in my pants. “Do you want to have all three of us at the same time?”
My eyes dart up to the mirror, needing to see her reaction. Her eyes are wide, cheeks redder than they were a minute ago.
“Yes… please,” she practically whimpers. It’s sexy as fuck.
“Then you’d better come before we pull into the garage,” Linc tells her.
“What? You only live a few minutes away,” she says, sounding out of breath already.
“Probably four more,” Kane says, speaking up for the first time since all of this started.
“Better get to it,” Linc says.
She lets out a quiet growl, but a quick glance in the mirror shows her shuffling down in the seat to give herself a better angle. More of her hand disappears beneath her pants.
“Fuck,” she groans, obviously picking up her intensity.
“Don’t touch her,” Linc snaps at Kane.
Kane lets out an exasperated huff but settles in to watch the show. It’s dark out, but from the soft illumination in the car, I can see the intensity in his eyes.
I turn onto another street, pulling us even closer to the house. I’m torn between wanting to extend this trip or speed it up.
Part of me wants to rush home and get my hands on her as soon as possible. The other part of me needs her to win this challenge because the thought of all of us with her at the same time has my dick painfully straining against the zipper of my jeans.
“Faster,” Linc tells her. I can’t see her, but I’m guessing she complies based on the increase in her choppy breaths.
I’ve seen Linc be dominant with women before, but seeing him like this with Abby is something else entirely. Her giving herself over fully is hot as fuck.
The tension is palpable with the smell of her growing arousal and tantalizing moans filling the car. I slowly turn onto our street.
“One minute, beautiful,” I tell her, and our eyes briefly lock in the mirror.
“I’m close,” she moans.
“Good girl,” Linc croons.
The house comes into view. The anticipation coils in my stomach. I can only imagine what Abby’s feeling. She gets louder with every second that passes.
“Twenty seconds,” Linc says.
“I’m… I’m right there,” she pants.
“Hold it until I tell you to let go,” Linc says. Wow… He’s on a roll tonight.
She lets out a ragged groan that echoes off the car walls.
“Ten… nine… eight,” Linc says.
Her whimpers and moans are constant at this point.
Kane curses under his breath.
“Seven… six… five.”
I start to turn into the driveway.
“Four… three… two.”
I suck in a sharp breath, holding it and waiting for what I know is about to happen.
“Pinch your clit,” Linc tells her. “One… Come for us, angel.”
I slam the car in park so fast it might damage the engine. I turn around, not wanting to miss a second of the orgasm crashing into her.
Her eyes are sealed shut, head thrown back against the seat. Her hand is still in her pants, but her movements have slowed.
She looks like she’s barely breathing aside from a few shuddered gasps and breathless moans.
“Fuck this,” Kane growls. He unbuckles her seatbelt with his good hand, flinging it to the side. Then he somehow manages to move her onto his lap with only one arm. He pulls her mouth to his in a desperate kiss.
I snort under my breath as Linc chuckles.
“I guess she earned her reward,” I tell my brother because no one else in this car is even aware other people exist at the moment.
“She sure as fuck did,” Linc agrees with a smirk.