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Chapter 23

MICAH

I smiled down at my phone as I headed into my building later that night. I’d given them enough time to talk through their shit and for Ray to profusely apologize to my girlfriend. Celebrating tonight’s win at the bar wasn’t as fun without Josie there, but I knew they needed some brother-sister time. However, that time was over.

Stepping into the elevator, I glanced down at my phone again.

Josie: We’re all good. He apologized multiple times and promised not to be weird if I stick my tongue down your throat in front of him.

Josie: Haha. Right. Okay, he apologized, and I’ve accepted, but maybe we don’t make out in front of him. Don’t want to traumatize him or something.

Josie: It’s all good. I swear. We’re having beers and hanging out, so come home when you’re ready.

I fucking loved it when she just called it home and not your home . There was no way in hell I was letting her sleep anywhere but my bed for the foreseeable future, her brother around or not. Maybe Harper had an extra pair of earplugs I could give Ray.

I tapped on my best friend’s name.

Ray: I apologized to Josie for being a total dick. Are we good? I hate having both of you pissed at me, even if I deserved it. Just want you both to be happy, and you seem to make each other happy. Which is weird as fuck, but I’ll deal.

My smile split my face. No more secrets, and I was so fucking in love with Josie. It was amazing. I strode down the hall to my front door and unlocked the door, stepping into my condo.

“Babe, I’m back. Where’s my welcome-home kiss,” I announced, spotting her on the couch with her brother. A laugh burst out of me when Ray’s nose did a wrinkle of disgust.

Josie giggled and jumped up from the couch, giving her brother a quick shove to his shoulder before she walked over to me.

“You’re asking for it.”

I wiggled my brow. “I’m always asking for it.”

She swatted my chest, and I tugged her into my arms.

“Babe? At least it wasn’t baby. I hate that nickname. Hurricane is my favorite, though.” Her eyes twinkled.

“Mine too. Just tormenting your brother a bit. I did learn from the best.” My hand traveled down her spine.

I chuckled at Ray’s fake gagging noise behind us and didn’t let it deter me for a second.

“Damn right, you did. But maybe don’t grab my ass in front of him. Let’s not torture him too bad,” she said, humor lacing her tone.

“I guess. Now kiss me, Hurricane.”

“With pleasure.” She lifted up on her tiptoes as I swiped my tongue against the seam of her lips, and my arms tightened around her waist. She parted her mouth and kissed me right back.

Slanting my head, I moved my tongue against hers. Tasting her. Savoring her. Fuck. I wanted to carry her into our bedroom and make up for lost time. Three nights without her, especially knowing she was only two floors above me, had sucked, and the few orgasms we’d shared this morning before being rudely interrupted had not been enough, but the chances of us getting in any more with her brother still here were slim.

She moaned softly against my mouth, and I swallowed it down, my chest vibrating with need.

“Okay, guys. I get it. You’re in love. Can you stop trying to eat each other’s faces?” Ray’s voice broke through the lust-filled haze that had taken over my body.

I broke the kiss but kept my lips close to Josie’s. “I’d much rather eat something other than your face.”

Her cheeks were bright pink, her hazel eyes wide and mostly green. “Oh my god, stop it.” Humor laced her tone.

“You’ll be saying that later,” I teased. Who knew it was so enjoyable getting a rise out of her?

I snorted, and she quirked a brow.

“What? I’m just seeing the appeal of teasing you.”

She grinned. “See? Isn’t it super fun?”

“Fuck. I love you, Hurricane.”

“Love you, too, Micahtron,” she replied.

“Guys. Hey. I’m still here. Should I go get a hotel room?” Ray asked with a laugh, and I looked over Josie’s shoulder at my best friend.

This was what I wanted. Josie and me able to be open and honest about our relationship in front of my best friend. No secrets felt fucking amazing.

“Oh, hush, we’ll be good,” Josie said, shifting to look at her brother.

“Speak for yourself,” I muttered. “Ouch. You just pinched me,” I exclaimed.

“You’re causing trouble.”

“That’s usually my line to you. Guess you’re rubbing off on me. Can I rub off on you later?” I dropped my voice low for that last part.

She burst out laughing, her body shaking with glee. “I think I’ve created a monster.”

“I’m really happy for you guys,” Ray said, drawing my attention again. My best friend looked sincere, and I kept my hold on Josie, needing her pressed against my side.

“Thanks, man. I hated keeping this a secret from you, and I’m glad you guys worked everything out because I suck at secrets. Keeping how I feel about Josie from you—from everyone—is the worst.”

Josie sighed against me.

“I’m still a bit mad about the secret thing, but I guess I get it. I ended up reacting like a dick, but I’ll do my best to be fully supportive. Seriously, though, should I get a hotel room?” Ray shuddered, and I barked out a laugh.

“No. You’re only here for one more night, and I want us to hang out as much as possible before you go. That’s why you came for a visit, so we aren’t going to kick you out. But the earplugs do have merit.” Josie smirked, and her brother groaned. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding.”

Ray glared at her. “I don’t believe you.”

But she just shrugged and lifted up on her toes to kiss my jaw. I instantly turned toward her so her lips could meet mine in a quick kiss. I loved how open she was being in front of him. She seemed so comfortable teasing me and showing her affection. This was everything I’d ever wanted. I’d never been big on PDAs, but with Josie, I was definitely on board any time she wanted to touch or kiss me.

“Okay, okay.” She stepped back from the kiss and shot me a wink. “How about we grab another beer and hang out for a bit before calling it a night?”

“I would love that,” Ray said wholeheartedly.

Josie beamed at her brother, then flashed me another smile before heading into the kitchen to grab a few beers.

Ray moved over to me and said with a quiet voice, “I am happy for both of you, and I reacted badly this morning, but don’t ever doubt that if you hurt my little sister, I will kick your ass.”

“Good to know. And I have no plans to hurt her. She means more to me than anything in the world. I’m so gone for Josie and honestly love every second of it.”

“Glad to hear it. But also, ew, you sap.” He was grinning as he said it.

“Everyone good?” Josie asked, sliding beers across the kitchen island toward us and lifting her brow in question at me.

“Yup. Never better. Now get over here, Hurricane.”

“So, are you going to tell me how this all started? Or do I want to know?” Ray asked when we settled in the living room. Ray took the chair across from the couch where I had Josie curled up next to me.

I wanted her in my lap but figured that would be pushing my friend a bit too far.

“It’s not terrible or anything. I needed a place to stay after Blaine decided to bail on me.”

Blaine. That fucking idiot.

“That guy was an idiot,” Ray echoed my thoughts. “Won’t miss him.”

“Yeah, yeah. I already knew it wasn’t going anywhere before he left. But I didn’t know anyone else in Denver, and I really like it here, so I stalked Micah and found out the bar the team goes to. Showed up there and basically begged him to let me crash here.”

I chuckled. “Stalked me? I haven’t heard this version.”

Her eyes twinkled with humor. “It took some effort to randomly bump into you since your social media game is complete crap. Maybe post some shit sometimes. Ooh, I bet the fans would love to watch you livestream your puzzles.”

“Very funny,” I deadpanned. “And social media is annoying. I’m not posting my meals or some shit.”

“You could always share some stretching videos.” Her eyes looked glassy, and I barely stopped myself from dragging her into my lap.

“Wait. No. I’m not sharing your stretching with anyone else.”

“You promised to be on your best behavior.” Ray’s voice cut into me staring at her, and I looked at my friend.

“I think we’re scarring him again,” I teased.

She laughed. “He better get used to it because I’m in love with you.”

“Believe me, I’m not going to discourage any affection you send my way,” I said, lifting our linked hands so I could kiss her knuckles.

“Never thought I’d see this,” Ray said, disbelief and a touch of humor in his tone.

We’d definitely made progress with him tonight, thank fuck.

“What?” I asked.

He gestured toward me and Josie. “This actually makes perfect sense. You guys just seem to work even when you’re so opposite. I guess you complement each other.”

I turned my attention back to Josie. “Yeah, we do.” My heart was so happy at this moment. I shouldn’t have needed Ray’s acceptance or blessing, but I was glad to have it.

“That means a lot, Ray. Really,” Josie said, smiling at her brother.

“But yeah, just no sucking face in front of me,” he grumbled. I pulled Josie into my lap. She flattened her hand against my chest with a squeak.

“You mean like this?” I teased.

“Josie, you really have created a monster,” Ray said with a chuckle.

“Yeah, isn’t it wonderful?” she replied, her eyes just for me.

I gave her a quick peck and then shifted her to sit next to me again so I didn’t drag her into the bedroom and devour her. Ray would definitely run if I did that, and I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to my best friend.

We spent the next hour hanging out, and I was so fucking pleased that his trip was ending this way. The secrets were over, and now I could openly love this amazing woman in front of everyone.

I bit back a laugh. Worst kept secret ever.

JOSIE

“Oh my god, stop it.” Micah’s arms tightened around me, and he pressed little love bites behind my ear and at the bend of my neck and shoulder. Shivers wracked my body, but I didn’t pull away.

“Should’ve made him stay in a damn hotel room,” he muttered.

“We are not having any kind of sex tonight.” We’d made excellent progress with Ray, and I was still traumatized enough from him hearing me having sex earlier this morning to not attempt it again. No matter how much I wanted this man currently torturing me.

“Please. There’s an entire room between our bedroom and the living room. He’ll never hear us if we’re quiet.” His hand slipped under the sleep cami I’d put on after we’d said good night to Ray. We’d left my brother on the couch and escaped to our bedroom.

“Stop that.” I swatted his hand as it moved down to the waistband of my panties, the only thing I was wearing aside from the cami. Micah only had on a pair of snug boxer briefs that felt like they were getting snugger by the minute if his rock-hard cock was anything to go by. I shimmied against his dick accidentally.

He growled, and his fingers pressed into my belly, anchoring me to him as he rocked his hips.

Holy freaking hell.

“Micah, please.”

“I love it when you beg,” he rasped. I bit my tongue to keep from moaning his name.

“We have to stop. He’s leaving in twelve hours, and we both have the day and night off. I’m sure we can make good use of it tomorrow.” I tried to reassure him, as well as myself, that it wouldn’t be long before we could finally have sex again. Not that I was counting the minutes or anything.

Jeez, he’d turned me into a sex fanatic.

But that was an easy role to take on with him. Dammit. He was too hot for my common sense.

“You’re damn right we will. Hey, if we sixty-nine right now, both of our mouths will be full, and then he won’t hear you yelling out my name when I make you come on my tongue.”

“Freaking hell, Micah. You’re insatiable.”

“For you. Always. So, you game?”

“No. Absolutely not. Go to sleep.”

“But I have hockey adrenaline now .”

I started laughing. “Go to sleep, Micahtron. We’ll discuss this in the morning.”

“You’re supposed to be the fun one. The risk-taker,” he muttered. “Fine.”

I shifted around to face him and ran my hand along his jaw. His eyes sparkled with heat, and my body clenched. I could resist him.

I could.

“Go to sleep, and tomorrow, after he’s on that plane, we’ll be naked for the rest of the day.”

He grinned. “I’m holding you to that. Fuck, I love you.”

I tilted my head up, my lips almost brushing his. “You’re pretty easy to love, too.”

He shifted me so I was half sprawled across his chest, my hand over his rapidly beating heart.

I never wanted to leave his arms.

***

“Okay, he’s gone; get naked,” Micah said, hopping back into the car.

I burst out laughing. “We’re still at the airport.” We’d just dropped Ray off to catch his flight home. This morning, there’d been an ease between the three of us that felt so natural, and I couldn’t describe how happy that made me.

But now I had Micah to myself, and I wasn’t going to waste any time.

Not true. I was going to torture him a bit since he’d spent all night with his hard cock up against my thigh until I’d shifted so he could spoon me, and then it’d been pressed against my ass. He hadn’t let me scoot out of his reach, not that I’d tried too hard, but freaking hell, I was frustrated, and tormenting him always made me feel better.

“So, lose the pants.” His grin was deliciously devious. I truly had created an exquisite monster.

“I’m not stripping down in the car,” I admonished as he pulled the car into traffic. “Don’t get a ticket speeding home.”

“I love it when you call our place home.”

“Fine. I’ll take my pants off.”

He barked out a laugh and then licked his lips. Thankfully, the airport was only twenty miles outside of town because I was not going to be able to hold out long. Hopefully, longer than him, but not long. It might be nice to hear him beg.

“But it’s not like you can do anything. You have to focus on driving.” I kept my voice stern, but my insides were at inferno level when he looked at me, his pupils wide.

“What are you suggesting? Maybe you’d like to slip your hand into your panties and gather up the moisture I know is already pooling between your thighs? Give me a taste?” His voice rumbled, sending shivers up my spine.

A gasp fell from my lips.

“Come on, Hurricane. How soaked are you?”

I freaking whimpered at his words.

“Let me hear how wet you are. Slide down those pants and drenched panties and make a mess on my seat.” His voice was low, and I felt it pulsing between my thighs. He wasn’t even touching me, and I was ready to explode.

“Are you trying to make me combust?” I rasped, glancing over at him. His jaw was tight, and the skin on his knuckles was thin as he gripped the steering wheel.

Good. He had no one to blame but himself.

I reached over and dragged my hand over his denim-covered cock, making sure to cup and squeeze his hard length.

Okay, now he could blame me, too, but what the hell was I supposed to do when he spoke to me like that?

“Fuck, Josie,” he gritted out when I squeezed him again.

His hips lifted off the seat, and he rocked against my hand.

Then I was gasping again when one of his hands left the steering wheel and he was sinking his fingers into my pants and under my panties.

“So fucking soaked.” His thumb swept up my slit, and he twisted his hand, sinking one finger into my heat while he pressed his thumb against my clit.

“Oh, Micah,” I cried, fumbling with the button and zipper on his jeans. I needed to touch his skin, to feel his hard dick in my hand pulsing for me. It was a heady sensation, and I planned to never get enough of this man.

I squeezed my thighs together, trying to find some friction as he moved his thumb over my clit in tight circles.

“Fuck me,” he groaned when I finally got his zipper down, and the palm of my hand was cupping his cock.

I leaned over the console and swiped my tongue, collecting the moisture on the tip of his dick.

“I’m trying to drive here.”

I lifted my head and smirked. “So I should stop.”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” he said, his finger tapping on my clit for good measure.

My entire body vibrated with need, but I could wait.

“Both hands on the wheel, Micah.” I shifted my body, taking his cock farther down my throat.

“I want you to come.” He ended on a groan when I pumped his cock in my hand.

“Plenty of time for that later. I want to do this for you,” I murmured before licking the length of his shaft.

“Fuck. I don’t deserve you, but I’m never letting you go,” he said, then an inaudible sound fell from his lips as I glanced up and watched him lick clean the fingers he’d just had inside of me.

My body shuddered. He met my gaze for a brief second before focusing back on the road. The heat in his eyes during that moment hit me square in the chest, and I couldn’t wait to get home.

I lifted my mouth from his cock. “Good, because you’re mine, and I’m keeping you.”

A smile played at his lips. “You are definitely mine, Hurricane.” He slowed to a stop and reached down, running his finger along my jaw. “Now, suck my cock like a good girl and finish me off, and I promise to make you come so many times that you won’t be able to walk by tomorrow morning.”

Then he ran his thumb over my lips for a split second, then moved his hands back to the wheel as he started to drive again.

Holy shit, I was ridiculously turned on right now. Never had any man speak to me like Micah did, and I loved every second of it.

I grinned, then lowered my mouth back to his cock, taking his hard length to the back of my throat and relishing the groan that rumbled through his entire body.

It wasn’t long before he was shouting my name and coming down the back of my throat.

I swallowed him down and sat back up, wiping the corner of my mouth with my finger.

“Oh, look. We’re home. I’d like these to be the final steps I’m able to make on my own until sometime tomorrow. That was the plan, right?”

Giggling, I slipped out of the car and walked toward the elevator in the garage with more than a little pep in my step.

Micah’s breath was hot against my nape as he caught up to me right when the elevator doors opened. The car was blissfully empty, but based on the words he was currently whispering in my ear, he wouldn’t have given a fuck if we weren’t alone.

I couldn’t wait to be turned into a blissed-out puddle.