Page 31 of Too Sweet
Okay then. That’s a full two hours earlier than our usual Sunday morning routine. Clearly, Daddy wants to play.
I get it. I hate feeling off with any of my guys.
I nod my assent, then rest my cheek against his shirt. Scanning the kitchen once more, I note all the takeout containers and pizza boxes spread across the countertops.
“What’s all this?” I ask, looking from the island to the table.
“Oh, this?” Nicky asks nonchalantly. “This is just a cozy night at the cabin. Dinner, drinks, poker.” He wags his eyebrows at me. Knowing my guys, there’s a very particular type of poker we’ll be playing tonight.
Nicky continues. “You’ll notice we ordered pizzaandChinese food—not because it’s a special occasion, but because we didn’t know what you’d be in the mood for. We’re using paper plates, and we didn’t even bother setting out napkins. Grab a paper towel if you need it.”
I roll my eyes at his ridiculousness. Kylian swats my ass when he notices.
“This is just a cozy night in, the five of us together. Is that okay with you?”
My smile takes over my entire face as I nod. I’m so damn lucky to be loved by them.
Kendrick moves around the island, grabbing a few bottles, then nodding toward me. “I’m making drinks. What’ll it be, Mama?”
I hold his gaze for a moment, a shuddering breath rolling through me when his focus lowers to the necklace and his eyes heat with satisfaction.
“I’ll have a Tom Collins.” As if that’s a surprise to anyone.
With a silent squeeze, I release Kylian, then make my way over to Nicky.
He cradles me against his chest, my back to his front, wrapping his enormous tatted arms around me and holding me with loving care.
Craning back, I say, “This is perfect. Thank you.”
He bends low, nuzzling into my neck, then giving me a playful nip. “I didn’t have the heart to get rid of the cake. It’s out on the deck. We can ignore it completely, but—”
My lips meet his, effectively cutting him off with a kiss. When we break apart, I offer him a reassuring smile.
“It would be a shame to let good cake go to waste.”
Nicky grins right back at me. “My thoughts exactly.”
Chapter 16
Joey
The blue light from a screen casts a soft glow around the usually dark room as I slip inside and close the door.
The low-light digital clock switches from 6:59 to 7:00 a.m. Right on time.
“Get on the bed.”
Without hesitation, I pull my shirt over my head and step out of my sleep shorts and panties as I approach. Kyl and I have this routine down to a science. I know what he wants—how he expects me to present myself. Just like I know that he’s going to give me a high like no other, and all I have to do is submit.
I also know what following this routine does for him. Hell, what it does for me, too. He’s not the only one who needs this one-on-one time. I crave the consistency of Sunday mornings the way my lungs crave my next breath.
I crawl up the mattress and drape my limbs across his body as he sets his phone on the nightstand and wraps his arms around my bare back.
Kylian’s steady heartbeat reverberates through me. Sinking into him, I slow my breathing to match his pace. His hands go wide on my low back, gripping me with a reciprocated sense of need.
My body calms. My heart settles. My entire sense of self renews as we slot into place.
“Good morning,” I eventually murmur, lifting my head to place a kiss in the center of his chest. Kyl may not be as big as my other guys, but the muscle he does have is hard and defined.