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Aiden

I t would have been a lot easier if telling Nathan was all we had to do. No. Telling everyone was so damn awkward. Not only because it required me to come out of the closet to an extent, but because it exposed Joe’s secret, whether he was ready to share it or not.

No one seemed to be shocked by Joe’s career choice, but my involvement in it had surprised them. It was fine. At the end of the day, I was happy. I was with the person I chose. Nathan had been upset, and he still looked so fucking confused when he looked at the two of us together, but he’d get over it one day.

We’d all settled down at Shawn and Daniel’s place, and it felt good not to hide for the first time in weeks. Joe’s arms settled around my waist as I sat in his lap and nursed a bottle of beer.

“Delinquent, take it easy,” Shawn teased as he passed a fresh round of drinks around the room.

I bit my bottom lip as I smiled. It was nice to belong to this group of guys, even when I was so much younger than all of them .

Brandon sat next to us on the couch, his wide and infectious grin growing as he looked us over. “I love this. Super happy for you guys.”

I snorted a laugh as Andrew pulled his boyfriend into his side. “Sorry about that. He busted into the tequila before we came over here. You’d think he wouldn’t pregame like that, but...”

“No, this is fine. It’s sort of funny to see him let loose like this.” I sat up, wriggling a little in Joe’s lap. His arms around me tightened as his cock thickened under my ass. “Aren’t we here to have fun? Let him have fun!”

And okay, maybe I was feeling the booze a little myself. It was only my third beer, but I’d also had that shot of rum when we’d first gotten there. Okay. So yeah. There was a reason I had a good buzz going.

“And I think that’s enough for you.” Nathan grabbed the bottle of beer that was almost in my hands before it could reach me. There went drink number four.

“Oh, come on, bro. We’re just having a good time.” With the way I dissolved into giggles afterward, okay, yeah. Cutting me off was smart.

Joe helped me to stand, and we made our way to the door. “I’ll get this one home. You all have a good night.”

Wolf whistles and catcalls followed, and my smile hurt my face. It was so freaking cool that everyone knew. No one fucking judged us.

I was helped into the front seat of Teresa’s car. Joe still didn’t have one of his own. Maybe that was something we could save up for together. Was that weird? To picture saving up for something like that together?

“Are you all right?”

Joe sounded as if he were speaking through a mouthful of cotton. My eyelids grew heavy as we drove and I didn’t even pay attention to where we ended up. I couldn’t focus as Joe helped me down the stairs, helped me to undress, and slid me under warm covers. An arm slid around my waist and I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

T he sound of creaking wood woke me up.

Teresa stood on the bottom step. She held a basket of laundry on her hip and a finger to her lips. Good God, how often did she come down here while her brother was sleeping? And how the fuck had I ended up at Joe’s place last night? I barely remembered leaving Daniel and Shawn’s place.

An arm tightened around my middle and instead of dwelling on the fact that Teresa was seeing me in bed with her brother, I snuggled back into him. Teresa quickly disappeared around a corner and a few minutes later, made her way back up the stairs. I hadn’t fallen back to sleep yet, but the warm puffs of breath at my neck were slow and steady. Hopefully, Joe was still resting.

“That doesn’t happen as often as you think.”

Okay, so scratch the idea that he was still sleeping. I rolled in his grasp and being hit with the full force of that intense blue stare first thing in the morning was my favorite thing.

“She just walks down here to do the laundry?”

Warm air puffed across my lips as Joe laughed. “I mean, it’s her damn house, and this is where the washer and dryer are. It would be fucked up if I told her she couldn’t wash her clothes.”

Okay, so Joe had a fucking point. But it made me wonder if she’d been down in the basement any of the other times I’d stayed over. Most times, there was very little clothing involved. Though Joe had implied that she knew something was going on between us.

Instead of saying anything else, I leaned in and placed a kiss against his lips. Memories of the day before came rushing back. Fuck, my brother had really walked in on us watching that damn video and it was still attached to my computer back home. We’d never gone back to retrieve it. Joe had been so fucking nervous to show it to me and I couldn’t blame him. He’d sworn the camera was off. Yet there it was. In high definition.

A persistent throb between my legs alerted me to the fact I wasn’t completely unaffected by waking up next to Joe. Now, however, I was a little more worried about acting on it, knowing his sister came down here .

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” As if reading my mind, Joe shifted just a little closer. His own answering need pressed into me and I groaned at the feel of it.

I gnawed at my lower lip, thinking about how to ask him for what I really wanted. He never judged me.

“Is it bad that all I can think about is your mouth on me after your sister was just in here?”

Joe laughed as he rolled me onto my back. “Not bad at all, baby doll. You want my fucking mouth? I’ll give you my damn mouth.”

Joe slid down my body and under the covers. His fingers hooked into the waist of my boxers and tugged them downward. The second my cock sprung free, I was feral for it. I wanted to feel his lips on me. The metal of his piercing digging into my flesh as he brought me to the brink.

The second Joe’s tongue dragged along my length, my brain shuttered offline. Fuck, why the hell was that so damn good? My toes curled into the mattress as his mouth wrapped around my length and sank lower. Fuck, this was exactly what I needed after the stress of yesterday.

My hands gravitated to his hair, pulling at the dark strands as he sucked and slurped at my aroused skin. His tongue flicked at the spot right under the head of my dick, causing a low moan to rumble out of me. The spot was extra sensitive and over the last several weeks, he’d been able to work out which parts of me were the most responsive .

Joe gave me just the perfect amount of suction, teeth, and spit as he slid along my length with perfected ease. He had my eyes rolling back with minimal effort and before I knew it, I was spilling into his mouth. My hips were surging off the bed as he continued to suck at me. He was greedy for every last drop and I would fucking give it to him.

When I had nothing left in me, I sagged into the sheets, completely spent. “Fuck, Joe. How are you so good at that?”

He chuckled against my chest before sliding up to slip his tongue into my mouth so I could taste myself on him. He swatted my hand away when I reached between his legs to return the favor.

“What’s that about? I want to touch you, too.”

Joe’s laughter continued. “Oh, sweetheart. Don’t you worry your pretty little head. I’m fine. Besides, Teresa really will be back down to move her laundry soon. Unless you want her to get a good show, that isn’t recommended.”

My face heated. The idea Teresa could have walked down the stairs and seen anything that had just happened. Fuck. What a mess.

There was a lot of shuffling upstairs. More footsteps than I expected to hear overhead echoed through the room and it wasn’t long before the door at the top of the stairs opened and popped our perfect little bubble of a morning.

“Joe... you might want to come up here. Dad just showed up.”