“Um, do you want to come back with me to my room?” she asked, breathily over the coms.
“I’d love that, very much.” Some alone time with Grace?Yes, please.
“No one’s spent the night in my room. I haven’t even really spent the night in my room,” she confessed.
I’d believe that. Evan didn’t sleep much in his room either.
“Yeah? But someone’s fucked you in it, right?” I added.
“No. Evan and I will make out, but when things get hot and heavy, he drags me to his room. Well, Wes has eaten me out in it, but there’s been no dicking in the bed.”
I exhaled sharply. “I’m very excited to be the first. Though the bed isn’t going to get used right now.”
Not with what I had in mind. No. I had some promises to keep from our time in the cabana. Fuck, it had been hot when she’d read to me from her book.
“Please?” Her voice was a near whine.
“I can’t wait.” Yeah, I’d give her everything she needed.
We arrived back in the garage, and I hung up my helmet. A moment later, Brennan came in and parked his motorcycle.
“Thanks, Honey.” I gave him a kiss. Lowering my voice, I whispered in his ear, “Grace has invited me to her room. No one has fucked her in it. I’m going to fix that.”
“Have fun. And anytime, Dear.” Brennan kissed me back.
“Thank you for making sure we were okay.” Grace pulled him down to her and kissed him.
Brennan kissed her on the nose. “Be good for Jett.”
“Why do people keep telling me that? I’m always good.” She pouted, her scent souring.
Oh, I could see why she might not like that.
“You’re right. I guess I should tell you something else, like,Have fun.” He ruffled her hair. “Oh, I like it.”
“Thanks.”
It looked cute.
We went inside and took off our shoes. She took my hand and led me up the back stairs to her room. Flipping on the small light, she shut the door.
“I have a man in my room and the door’s closed. Scandalous.” She giggled, throwing the clothes on her bed into the laundry basket in her wardrobe.
“So scandalous.” I pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard, pinning her between me and the wall, her peach scent flaring with desire. “I think someone needs to be fucked. Hard.”
“Mmmm, yes, please,” she whispered. “Fuck me hard and fast into the wall.”
“Beautiful,” a voice said.
Annoyance flickered through me. I looked over and Evan stood in the doorway between her room and his bathroom, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers with blue monsters on them.
“Not sharing tonight.” I shook my head and held onto Grace.Mine.I wanted my own time with her, too.
Evan smirked. “Door was open.”
Grace mumbled something about socks.
I rolled my eyes. “Close it on your way to spend your night with Wes or Bren.”
