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“I almost lobbed this at your face by the way, but I’m not as mean as you.” He tosses it to the side.

The chime above the door rings as Parker and Cashlynn come running in, laughing hysterically. “Oh, fuck! That was great!” Parker holds his stomach as he fights to control his laughter.

That’s when I spin around to find Gage shaking hands with Dallas and Penn, and then Parker. “You were in on this?”

“Payback is a bitch, little sis!” Parker exclaims, pulling Cashlynn into his side.

Gage shrugs. “I’m sorry, Hazel, but I only agreed to let him do this to you if we were all in on it, that way I wasn’t the bad guy.”

Astrid and Willow shrug, but they’re laughing too. “You have to admit that this was pretty funny,” Willow says.

“Funny? This was traumatizing!” I shriek just as an employee comes over to us.

She lowers her voice. “You’re making other people in the store feel uncomfortable. So, unless you plan on making a purchase, please put your items back and exit the building.”

Everyone mutters their apologies, replaces the items, and makes their way to the sidewalk outside.

“ Ah, fuck. I feel like a changed man now,” Parker declares, amusement radiating off of him.

“How? How did this change you ?” I fire back.

He leans forward and bops me on the nose. “The amount of therapy you’ll probably need after this should be equal to the amount of torture you put me through with Cashlynn.”

I point to his fiancée. “Yeah, but you got something good out of my meddling,” I argue.

He smiles at Cashlynn. “I did.”

“And in return you’re giving me trauma ?” I turn to Gage. “And a husband I can’t trust, apparently.”

Gage laughs and pulls me into his chest. “I was being tested, Spitfire. They had to make sure I could hang with the family when push came to shove.”

“But you’re supposed to be on my side.”

“I will always be on your side from now on,” Gage says, nodding toward Parker. “That was the deal.”

Parker nods. “Yes. I promise not to recruit Gage against you ever again, and that is what makes us even.” He holds out a hand for me to shake.

I stare at him long and hard. “You are deranged! Do you know what I saw our older brothers holding in there?”

Parker shudders. “No, and I don’t want to know.”

I take a step toward him. “How about I tell you what Gage and I were going to buy instead?”

The girls laugh as Parker covers his ears and closes his eyes. “For the love of God, Hazel…please!”

“You know what? Fine. Consider us even then because I could keep this going if I wanted to, Parker, just remember that.” I point a finger at his chest as his eyes pop open. “I could build this into a prank war of epic proportions…”

He holds his hands up in surrender. “Okay. It’s done. I’m not going to do anything else, I swear!”

“Good.” I turn to the rest of my family. “Now, if you’ll excuse us, I have to go home and fuck my husband.” And with the last word, I smile, knowing that, although I may be scarred for life, I can’t deny that Gage being in on it actually makes me happy.

***

“Squeeze those tits together for me, baby.” Gage lets the lube slowly drop from the bottle and fall over my chest. I stare up at him, watching him stroke his cock as he straddles my chest.

“You sure you want this?”

“I do.”

Slowly, he pushes his length between my breasts, the barbells hitting my flesh as he pulls out and pushes back in. “Jesus, you look fucking perfect right now.”

I stick my tongue out, teasing him every time he thrusts forward, catching his tip with quick flicks.

“You want my cock in your mouth, too?”

“Yes,” I moan, rubbing my thighs together to help dull the ache building between my legs.

Even though the start of our evening was ruined by my brothers, Gage is making it up to me by fulfilling a few of my fantasies.

My hands are holding my breasts together, creating as much friction as I can as he continues to slide between them. “Let me taste you.”

Thi s time when he reaches my mouth, he doesn’t stop, sliding his perfect dick between my lips, allowing me to swirl my tongue around the head, tasting the strawberry-flavored lube, before he pulls back out.

“Fuck.” He reaches behind him and finds my clit with his thumb, stroking me. “You’re fucking soaked. You love this, don’t you?”

I nod. “Yes.”

“You want more?”

“Uh-huh.”

He pulls my hands from my breasts and reaches behind him for two silk ribbons. Just the sight of them makes my pulse spike.

“Grab onto the headboard.”

I do as I’m told, watching my husband tie one wrist to the steel bar, and then the other, leaving me helpless from the waist up.

“God, you’re so fucking sexy like this, Hazel. Trusting me, offering yourself over to me like this.”

My next words slip out before I can even think. “I do trust you.”

Gage’s eyes lock with mine, but he doesn’t say anything. And he almost doesn’t have to—because the look of reverence in his green orbs tells me that this isn’t just some fantasy-fulfilling night for him either.

He’s in this moment with me.

We’re crossing another line.

And as he makes me come as many times as I can take, every line I thought we drew vanishes. I have no idea where we began—or where we might end.