Page 63 of High Rise Secrets

“Everyone’s invited. It’ll be a good time,” Ethan says.

“Besides, Evergreen, you know I could never forget about you. Even if I wanted to, you’d kick my ass into submission.” Luca kisses her on her temple and smiles wide at the rest of us, his hand absentmindedly rubbing her belly where their twins are rapidly growing.

“All right, everyone, get out of here so Ethan and I can christen every room in our new house,” I say, pushing them toward the door.

“You’ve spent more time here in the past few months than you have at your apartment. I’m pretty sure you’ve already taken care of that,” Eden says as she quirks her eyebrow in question.

I blush but push them all toward the door, waving bye and hugging my girls. I close the door and lock it, not needing a random interruption.

I lean against the door and look around at all the boxes we have to unpack. He already had the furniture, so we put a few pieces in storage that I’m not ready to part with, especially if we get a bigger place. The rest I sold or donated. All that’s left are my personal belongings.

He smiles at me as he stalks over, his eyes heated. I lick my suddenly dry lips as I watch his muscles move under his snug shirt. He presses me against the door, and I feel his growing bulge between my legs.

“Do you have any idea how hard it was to keep my hands off you today? Especially when you’re wearing those snug yoga pants and no panties?”

“How do you know I’m not wearing any panties?” I ask, running my hands over his body.

He dips his fingers past the waistband of my pants and runs his fingers through my slick folds. I drop my head back and close my eyes in pleasure.

“Because I know how dirty you are, baby, and I know how much you like to torture me.” He pulls his hand away suddenly. “I left you a present on the bed. Go change, and I’ll be there in a few.”

Butterflies dance in my belly as he gives me space to move around him, and I walk to the bedroom. Laying on the bed is a new bra and panty set, along with a mask. Ethan’s membership was reinstated atRISE, and we’ve gone there a few times together so he can watch me perform. Afterward, we head back home for a private show. I have a few masks here still because I keep forgetting to take them back. We never use my room there anymore; we always come here.

He’s met my Aunt Linda and Uncle Bill now a few times, and they adore him. He wanted me to try to mend things between them since they are the only family I have, and I’m so happy he pushed me to do that. We’re getting along really well.

A few Sundays a month, we get together with his mom, sisters, brother-in-law, Donnie, and his nephew, Stevie. His mom is so happy to have all her kids come to visit and always makes me feel welcome. I love her as I would my own mom, and I’m so happy to have her in my life.

He comes into the room a few minutes later, my mind still taking a trip down memory lane when he looks at me.

“Hello, Madam Ember,” he says, his voice husky with need.

I pull the mask down over my eyes and turn to face him. “You hired me for a private show. Do you want me to dance?” I ask, repeating the first words I ever spoke to him.

“Do you want to dance?” he challenges.

I smile and push him down on the bed, straddling his hips. “It’s going to be a long night, Mr. Freeman. I hope you can handle it.”

“As long as I’m with you, I can handle anything, baby.”