“Appreciate that. Jade says she’ll be in after she deals with Jace tracking her, but I’ll give you the lowdown. She’s pretty sure the transmission is toast, if you can take a look all the same.” I take his offered hand, and we shake, pulling each other in for a quick hug and a slap on the back.
“You got it.” I’m in and out of the office in a couple of minutes. Jade is still standing in front of Jace, hands on her hips, talking a mile a minute. I take the time to get her car off the flatbed, and when they’re still going at it when I’m finished, I make my way over to them.
“Hey, giving you the keys to the yard. She can pick a set of wheels till you figure out what’s going on with hers. Colt is waiting on her inside.”
“Jade is right here. And thank you, Locke, for everything.” Jace must have really ticked her off.
“I’ll give you a ride to the yard, Jade,” Jace says like it’s set in stone.
“I’m not getting on that death trap. Maybe Locke can take me.” Fuck, she’s gonna piss him clear the hell off. Which is only fair, since he’s doing the same to her.
“No, he won’t.” Jace gives me a chin nod as if to say,no offense. If he only fucking knew.
“Fine, I’ll call Mom.” This is where Jade’s tenacious side comes out to play. Their mom is a single mom; she never did find a man to settle down with after her ex took off, leaving Jace to take being the man of the house to heart.
“Fine.” He hands the keys to Jade. “Thanks for taking care of her. You didn’t have to if she’d have picked up the phone.”
“Looks like you did that for me.” Jade pulls out her phone and walks away as she starts to make a call. I thank god I had the forethought to slide on a pair of mirrored sunglasses, or my best friend would see me staring at his sister’s ass, and then all hell really would break loose.
“Fuck,” Jace says. I laugh at his annoyance, we talk for another minute or so until I get another call dispatched, and then I’m leaving. Unfortunately, this time without Jade by my side.
1
Jade
Present Day
“Where you goin’, sugar?” Locke’s voice sounds deep and raspy from sleep. He squeezes the cheek of my ass, hauling me on top of his body. We’re both naked from our middle-of-the-night sex fest, the kind where you’re in a deep sleep, your man comes to bed after a callout, he tugs your clothes off, and the only reason you wake up is because his mouth is working between your thighs. He got me off with his fingers and tongue, then I did similar with my mouth, and by the time Locke’s cock was ready for me again, well, I was on top, moving nice and slow, drawing every sensation from our bodies until I collapsed on his chest. He took over and managed to get me there once more before I felt and watched him come undone inside me.
“Bathroom and water.” My lips brush the side of his neck. I’m parched, also in desperate need to relieve the pressure building in my lower abdomen.
“Hurry back.” The tips of his fingers graze my slit before he drops his hand, making me rethink if I need to truly leave.
“Yeah.” I drag my core along his hard cock, lift my body up, and wince from being sore. Clearly, I used muscles that haven’t been put to work in a long time. Locke watches me the entiretime, eyes lazy from sleep, and while he should be getting some more rest, he doesn’t.
He moistens his lips with his tongue, causing a flutter to slide through my body. The thought of leaving him for a few minutes is enough to slice me through my chest. The thought of not having him in my life forever, well, that’s a pain I’m not sure I can endure.
“Jade.” I’ve only closed my eyes for the barest of moments while on my hands and knees, breasts swaying, nipples pebbled, and core pulsing with desire.
“Yes, Locke?”
We’re playing a dangerous game.
We both know the outcome is going to break up a friendship and wedge a huge boulder between siblings.
The fallout between Locke and Jace will be catastrophic, and the blowback I’ll receive from my own brother will create a turmoil like no other. Even my mother won’t be able to diffuse the situation; and it won’t help matters that our bond is so tight she’s my best friend, yet I’m keeping my relationship with Locke a secret.
“Want you naked when you come back to me.”
“Are you asking or telling me?” I arch an eyebrow, holding my position near the end of the bed.
“Mutually beneficial, sugar. Take it however you need to.” He knives up, flings the sheet out of the way, and cups my breast, rolling the tip with his work-calloused fingers.
“Then I better hurry so I can come back to you.” His mouth meets mine, lips brushing, and when my tongue slides out, his snakes in. This, this right here is why neither of us is ready to break the bubble on what we’re building. It’s more than sex. It’s more than the way he makes me feel. It’s a lot like love.
“Fuck, love your mouth. Could get lost in it,” he utters between breaths. Meanwhile, he’s maneuvered me until I’msitting in his lap, my chest pressed to his, and his hand at the base of my skull, holding me while he takes everything I willingly give. We go at it, hot and heavy, until my breathing deepens, my nipples become sensitive from the light smattering of his chest hair, and his cock is definitely hard. I’d take this a hell of a lot further if it weren’t for my stupid pea-sized bladder. My stomach decides to let out a low growl, reminding me that I went to bed last night without dinner. Not one of my brightest moves and one I won’t be admitting to the man beneath me. We pull apart, sadly, and Locke says, “Go do your thing. I’ll grab you a bottle of water, make a pot of coffee, and figure out breakfast.”
“In bed?” I wiggle my hips, dragging my core along the underside of his cock. The metal he’s sporting only increases the intensity. His hand in my hair tightens while the other travels down my spine, pressing me in, and when I lose the heat for the barest of minutes, a sharp thwack of skin meeting skin does the exact opposite of cooling things off. My eyes close, my head tips back, and I sink deeper into the feel of his warmth.
