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Chapter 20

MICAH

S he should not look that hot eating a sandwich. There was a bit of some sort of sauce on her finger; she licked it off, and my dick got hard.

Fucking hell.

Then she dabbed her lips and gave me a wink. Was she trying to rile me up for completely freezing when Ray found that picture? She’d explained it away easily enough, but we’d been living together for over a month now. Would Ray stumble across something else?

And once again, I felt like a dick for wanting him to.

“Not good?” Ray asked, eyeing my half-eaten sandwich.

“Sorry. Got distracted,” I muttered, not looking at Josie. She’d be smirking for sure.

“Man, there’s more than just thinking about hockey. I swear you live, eat, and breathe it,” Ray said.

“It’s my job, and I love it. But I wasn’t thinking about that.”

He chuckled. “Sure, you weren’t.” Then he turned to his sister. “So, dirty pics, huh? Not that I really want to think about you drawing them.”

She laughed, and the sound washed over me, making my chest expand.

This time, I looked directly at her because I knew how much she loved her work, and seeing her cheeks flushed with happiness when she talked about it was absolutely beautiful.

“They’re very popular with readers, and I’ve been getting more requests for them. Authors like to add them as incentives to their newsletter subscribers or in their hardcover special editions. And they’re more fun to draw than just an author avatar or something. Plus, I get to read spicy romances before other people do, and the authors give me ideas to sketch out.”

“Well, from the little I saw, it’s good.” He cleared his throat. “Anyway, it’s great that you get to do what you love. I know we give you shit about all your jobs, but everyone should be fulfilled with their careers. And look, all three of us are,” Ray said.

“Thanks, Ray. It’s always nice when something enjoyable can also pay the bills,” she said, her smile brilliantly gorgeous.

Fuck. I wanted to tug her into my arms right now and bask in her happiness.

***

Micah: I gave Ray keys to the gym upstairs, and he’s soaking in the sauna.

Josie: Information I probably didn’t need.

Josie: And good morning to you, too.

Micah: Get your ass down here. I miss you.

It’d been two days since I’d kissed her before we’d had lunch with her brother. And three days since she’d been in my bed. Jerking off in the shower while thinking about her was not enough.

It wasn’t like I hadn’t spent time with her. We’d done lunch and dinner. Ray and I had stopped by Tipsy the night she was working. But it wasn’t the same as being able to touch her or tease her like the real fucking couple we were.

At least, I thought we were.

And doubts had crept in, but I shoved them aside.

Josie: Don’t you have morning skate?

Micah: It was optional.

Micah: Do you not want to come snuggle?

Micah: I’ll make it worth your while.

[winking emoji] [eggplant emoji]

Josie: OMG, you did not just send that. Should I be concerned that your dick is winking?

Micah: Get down here.

Josie: I’m coming. I’m coming.

Micah: You will be soon.

She didn’t respond, so I jumped up, straightened the bed, and brushed my teeth. Fuck. My dick was already steel. Should I greet her at the door totally naked?

I whipped off my shirt just as she opened the door.

“Don’t stop on my account.” Her smile was pure sin. I strode over to her and pulled her into my arms, flipping the lock on the door behind her. Ray had a key, but at least we might have a little warning.

“Fuck. I can’t decide where to taste first,” I growled, then lifted her up. Her legs instinctually wrapped around my hips, and I turned, making a beeline for my bedroom.

Our bedroom.

“Hello to you, too,” she said with a laugh as I dropped her onto the bed. Her hair fanned out over the pillow, her cheeks flushed with heat, and her eyes twinkled with humor and full-blown desire.

Fuck. I couldn’t get enough of this woman.

I leaned over her, giving her a quick, bruising kiss that had her gasping in my mouth, and lifted up before she could even wrap her arms around my neck to hold me to her. “Let me give you a proper hello.”

Then I sank to my knees between her spread legs and tugged her down the bed until she was exactly where I wanted her.

“Micah, do we have time for more than a quickie?” she rasped.

“I need more than a few brief minutes with you, but I will always have time for this.” I tugged down her leggings and panties, tossing them over my shoulder. “You’re fucking drenched, Hurricane. It never takes you long to get wet for me, does it?”

I swiped my thumb down her center and collected her wetness, then sucked it from my skin. “Fucking delectable.”

A whimper fell from her lips, her head hitting the bed, as I pushed her thighs farther apart and took a long, deliberate swipe across her fevered flesh with my tongue, groaning and pressing my hard dick with my hand to try to assuage some of the ache.

My tongue teased her clit with small circles, and her hand sank into my hair, holding me to her quivering body. I glanced up, my eyes crashing with hers as she stared down at me, her lips parted.

“Oh, yes. Micah, don’t stop,” she whispered when I used my thumbs to hold her open and thrust my tongue inside of her, lapping at her need. She was going to make a mess all over my face, and I couldn’t wait to drink her up.

I moved my lips back to her clit and sucked it into my mouth as inaudible sounds of encouragement fell from her lips. Then I plunged one of my fingers inside of her, adding a second to stretch her. My entire body tightened, my dick bordering on pain, and her inner muscles clenched at my fingers.

Her nails scraped along my scalp, and she rocked her hips, fucking my face. I would drown in her if I could.

“I’m so close. Oh, my. Oh, yes. Don’t stop.” Her movements were jerky, but I didn’t let up, my fingers moving inside of her body as my tongue and lips tortured her clit. I had three days of pent-up need, and I was going to make sure she was boneless by the time I was done with her.

“Come for me, Hurricane. Bathe my face,” I rumbled against her heated skin.

Then she exploded around me, and I lapped her up, not missing a drop of her need as it fell on my tongue.

Her body was still shaking when her hands loosened their hold on my hair, but I licked her through the aftershocks of her orgasm. My dick was calling me an asshole for not immediately standing up and thrusting inside of her so I could feel her pulse around my cock, but all in good time.

“Micah, please. Too much.” She gripped my hair and tugged me until I lifted my face.

“It’s never too much.”

A breath rattled out of her, making me feel smug.

“I need your cock, Micah. Please, I want you inside of me.”

I swallowed hard.

“Do we have time?” She glanced toward the door.

“Just be quiet and pray that he needed a long sauna.”

She laughed softly. “Should I just leave?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely not,” I muttered. “The only thing you should do is lose the top.”

She smirked and stripped out of the rest of her clothes while I shucked my sweatpants.

“Guess we can’t leave you in that state,” she teased, gesturing toward my hard cock standing at attention.

“I would much appreciate it if we didn’t.”

“So polite when I really know how insanely dirty you are.”

“And you love every second of it.”

“I do. So get that cock in me right now, Micahtron.”

I grimaced. “Maybe don’t call me that when I’m about to fuck you, okay?”

Her laugh made her entire body shake, and I fell on top of her, feeling her vibrations roll through my body.

JOSIE

The heat and humor in his gaze took my breath away. I’d missed this so freaking much over the last few days.

“I’m done waiting,” I said.

He lifted his head. “Fuck’s sake, Josie. I’m not just going to shove my dick inside of you, no matter how much I want to.”

“What? Oh my god, Micah. No, not that. I mean, yes, that, but I meant I’m done waiting to tell my brother. You know. About us.”

His smile widened. “About damn time. But—and I’m all for telling him—can we not talk or think about your brother when I’m about to sink inside of you? And should I be concerned that you’re thinking about your brother right now?”

I shoved at his chest, laughter spilling from my mouth. “Micah, seriously. Ew. It’s not like I was thinking about him. I just realized that I’m done hiding us from my family. You make me so freaking happy, and I want everyone to know.”

“Finally.” He rolled us so I was straddling his thighs and reached up to cup my face. “You’re so incredible; do you know that?”

My entire body flooded with warmth that had nothing to do with the desire coursing through me.

“You’re not so bad, yourself. Now, that sauna can’t possibly last forever.”

He grinned and gripped my hips, lifting me up as he dragged me over his hard cock. “You were saying?”

“I think I’m done talking,” I rasped as he notched his cock at my entrance, and I sank down, inch by torturous inch until my body was flush with his.

Our groans intermingled, and I moved my hips, unable to hold still.

“Fuck. Yes. Squeeze my cock. Drench me with your arousal,” he growled, rocking his hips up to meet me as he thrust inside me.

We’d had the condom conversation already, and it wasn’t the first time he’d been bare inside me, but today felt like so much more. I’d never been happier in my life than I was right now, and so much of that had to do with how he took me as I was. He could never truly know how much that meant to me, but I would do everything in my power to show him just how much I loved and cherished him.

His thumb skated up my body, scraping against one pebbled nipple and then the other, before he cupped my jaw again, his thumb dragging against my parted lips.

“Suck.” His pupils were blown, his cheeks pinked with heat, as I drew his thumb into my mouth and tasted myself from my last orgasm. Making love to Micah was a heady experience. I’d never felt anything all-consuming like this before, and I never wanted it to end.

His thumb left my mouth with a pop, and he dragged it back down my fevered flesh as he continued to thrust up into my body.

When his thumb hit my clit, I tossed my head back and arched my body toward him. He teased my clit maddeningly, and I sucked in breath after breath, rolling my hips and chasing the friction I needed to come.

“Fucking vision, Josie. My hurricane. I cannot get enough of you, and I never will. Fuck. You feel so good,” he gritted out.

I lifted my head and met his heated gaze, my hands dropping to his chest, curling into him as I rode him.

“I’m so close.” I gasped.

He gripped my hip with one hand and continued to press tight circles over my clit. My body tightened.

“You squeeze me so fucking good. Come for me. Take what you want, Josie,” he said, his voice low with need.

I ground my hips against his thumb, my focus solely on the desire spiraling through my body. On how insanely good Micah felt plunging in and out of me. I’d started in control, but that was definitely gone as he guided me toward another explosive orgasm.

Inaudible sounds fell from my lips, and I tried to drag air into my chest.

His thumb left my clit, and I whimpered, which turned into a gasp when he lifted up and drew one of my aching nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on the distended tip.

My hands sank into his hair, my fingers scraping along his scalp as he groaned against my body, the vibrations searing me down to my toes.

He released my breast, only to move on and torment the other one with the same treatment. I wasn’t going to last much longer. My movements were jerky, my rhythm off, when he lifted his head from my chest, meeting my gaze. He was so freaking gorgeous staring at me. I lowered my head and pressed my lips to his.

“Come for me, Hurricane.” His tongue darted in and licked the inside of my mouth, tangling with my tongue.

It was sensory overload. I broke the kiss and cried out his name as I came.

I rode out my orgasm, and he peppered kisses along my jaw, his body still moving inside of me but at a less frenzied pace. He was letting me come back to my body, which was good because it felt like I was floating.

And then he flipped us, and my legs instinctually circled his waist, my heels digging into his perfect ass.

“Fuck. I can’t hold out. You grip me so fucking good.”

“Please, Micah. Oh, yes. Please. More. I can’t.” I rambled, but he scrambled my brains every time we fell into bed together. Or when he kissed me. Or—really, way too many times to identify.

His hand snaked between our bodies, and his thumb was on my clit again. I gasped, my body so sensitive.

“Again, Hurricane. Again.”

No words came out as I raised my back into his touch. He didn’t let up, plunging into me as he teased my clit. How was I so close again?

“I can feel you clenching me. Every time I drag my cock in and out of your body, you squeeze me like a vise. It feels so fucking good. Do you hear how drenched you are?”

“Oh my god, Micah.” I gasped, and then my second—no, my third—orgasm of the morning almost made me black out.

His thumb left my clit, and both hands were gripping my hips as he thrust and rocked his hips for extra friction. My eyes started to drift shut with the intensity.

“Look at me, Hurricane. Look at me as you make me come. I want your gaze,” he gritted out. My lips parted, and I met his heated stare.

“Fuck, Josie. You’re so fucking perfect. Fuck, I’m close. Fuck. Yes, Josie.”

And then he froze above me, his lips slightly open, and he came, his body shuddering over mine.

Pure bliss settled over me as he collapsed on top of me. His lips grazed my shoulder when he tucked his face into the bend at my neck. He kept some of his weight off of me with his arms, but I tugged him down. I wanted him to be as boneless as I was, and I never wanted to move from this spot.

Then I heard banging.

“Fuck, Josie! Like my sister, Josie? You better be doing some sort of tough puzzle or some shit.” Ray’s voice carried through the door, and my body immediately tensed.

“Oh, shit,” I gasped.

“I mean, I guess we are like a puzzle right now,” Micah murmured.

I reared my head back. “Are you for real right now?”

He lifted up, meeting my gaze. At least he looked somewhat mollified at being caught by my freaking brother.

“Dammit, Micah. We were supposed to hear the door,” I whispered.

“You were loud.”

“This is not funny.” I tried to scramble out from under him, but it was like moving a boulder. Damn stupid, muscly hockey players.

No. I was not going to think about how much I enjoyed the muscles.

Shit.

“Why aren’t you freaking out?”

“You wanted to tell him.”

The man shrugged. Shrugged .

“What the fuck is going on in there?” Ray called out.

“Oh my god. Should I climb out of the window?” I shoved at him again. “Maybe bury myself under the covers so he never finds me.”

Micah laughed.

“It’s not funny.”

“Okay, granted. Not the best timing because he definitely ruined the post-coital snuggle I had planned, but it’s going to be fine. We’ll just tell him that we’re a couple, and it’ll be fine.”

I quirked a brow at him. “You are way too calm about this.”

“Because this might not be how I wanted him to find out, but I wanted him to know about us. To know how much you mean to me. I hate lying to him, and I hate hiding how I really feel about you.”

“Micah,” I murmured, my heart threatening to burst.

“Come on. Get some clothes on before he storms in here. Then we’ll go out and give him the good news together. Hopefully, he won’t try to break my hand or something since I have a game tonight.” He tugged me back right when I got out of bed. “Wait, one more kiss.”

“You two have three seconds to get right the fuck out here,” Ray yelled.

Yeah, if a hole in the floor opened up right at that moment, I would’ve been good with that.