I knew she wanted me.
I sauntered over to where they were lying on the couch and she reached for my pecs. “Hey, keep your hands off the goods, lady,” I teased.
“You wish.” Melissa rolled her eyes and grabbed at my necklace. “She gave you her key?”
I sucked in a breath and pulled the key from her grip. “Yeah. The night I got hurt.”
“Pretty cool,” she said with a smile.
Cassie closed a drawer and yelled out, “Can we order dinner in? I’m starving. Unless you guys wanna go out? I’m sorta spent, to be honest, but I could rally.”
That was my girl, always putting everyone else’s wants and needs above her own. I knew she was exhausted after everything we’d been through, but she’d still go get all dolled up and head out for the night if that was what my brother and her best friend wanted to do.
I shot Dean a look that said I’d fucking kill him if he made her go out. Thank God he could read my mind.
“I’d rather stay in,” Dean called out while holding my gaze. “We can go out tomorrow. Is that okay with you?” He glanced at Melissa.
“I don’t care what we do. I’m comfortable right here.” She leaned her tiny body into his and sighed.
He winked at me, then shouted, “Order in!”
Note to self: Remind Dean to never fucking wink at me again.
The next morning I woke up to Cassie sleeping on my chest. My left arm was pressed against her back, which I figured was a complete waste since I couldn’t feel her skin through my cast.
She’d initiated sex last night and I let her control the pace. I figured she’d make me wait weeks to earn back her trust in the bedroom, but thankfully she wanted it just as badly as I did. After apologizing with my tongue until she came in my mouth, I entered her slowly, making sure nothing I did would remind her of the other night. It didn’t take long for her body to give itself over to me and for her mind to follow. Thank God.
No matter how much hurt and pain we’d caused each other in the past, the fact was that we were in it for the long haul. We trusted each other. Sometimes we lost our way, but we always found our way back. I never wanted that to end. And I never wanted to be the cause of it again. I hated that I scared her. What kind of asshole scares his wife during sex?
I tangled my good fingers through the strands of her long hair, surprised at how soft it always felt. She stirred against me. “Morning, babe,” she said against my chest.
“Morning, Kitten.”
Her head shot up from my chest, leaving it cold and empty. “Oh my God. Do you remember what we heard last night?” She covered her mouth to stop from laughing too loudly.
I had forgotten. “We don’t know what we heard.”
“Oh, bullshit! You know as well as I do they were totally having sex in our guest room!”
“Maybe they were just playing Monopoly. With their mouths,” I suggested with a smile.
She snorted. “Remind me to ask Melissa how Dean plays Monopoly because it sounded like she was really enjoying it.”
“That’s ‘cause he’s a Carter,” I said matter-of-factly.
“You guys are good at board games?”
Smartass.
“I’m good at everything. Who knows what Dean’s good at.” I rolled on top of her, pressing my hard-on against her.
“No way! I need to shower.”
“Let me get you dirty first,” I whispered against her ear, taking the lobe into my mouth and sucking.
“How about you come clean me off instead?” She wriggled out from under me and the sight of her naked body caused my dick to throb even more.
Shower sex isn’t the same when you have a saran-wrapped cast on your good arm. But I powered through it because I’m a team-fucking-player.
When I walked into the living room awhile later, my brother was already at the table eating cereal. Smiling to himself. He looked like a complete asshole.
“Someone get some last night?” I gave his back a hard slap and he turned to smack my arm away, but missed.
“A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell,” he responded before spooning another bite of food into this mouth.
“You know,” I said as I sat down across from him and poured cereal into my own bowl. “Sound really carries in this place. I never knew that before last night.”
He choked on his cereal. “You don’t say?”
I handed him a napkin. “Oh, I do say. I say very loudly and very scream-like,” I teased.
Cassie entered the room and sat down next to me at the table. She gave Dean a sweet smile and asked, “So, how was Monopoly? It sounds like you’re a really good player.”