Page 18 of Vegas with my Brother’s Best Friends

Cassidy’s breath hitches before she cries out, shaking beneath him as her orgasm claims her once again.

He comes soon after, his face pressing against her neck as she hugs him to her.

I breathe more steadily as I watch the scene come to a close, my head spinning a little. We just fucking did that.

Part of me can’t believe it. Am I dreaming or something?

“You okay, Cass?” Marcus asks her.

“More than okay,” Cassidy murmurs, eyes hazy with bliss. “Way more than okay.”

Jackson presses a light kiss against her forehead. “I think we need to clean up. Sorry, Marc, your bed is a mess.”

“Worth it,” Marcus replies, coaxing laughter across the mattress as we all lay there, scattered and hovering in the space between exhausted and wired.

I want to do that again. Over and over.

But is she ready to bolt on us?

“Let’s clean up. Will you stay at least a little while longer, Cass?” I ask her, hope seeping into my voice.

The night still feels so young, and the moment she walks out of here will be the moment reality crashes through that door.

I’m not ready for that yet, and I don’t think anyone else here is either.

“I’ll stay. I just really need a shower.”

“Good thing we have a huge walk-in shower,” Jackson replies before pulling her into his arms and carrying her toward the largest bathroom in the suite.

I glance over at Marcus as we make our way off the bed. “That actually happened.”

He nods, speaking the words that we’re all probably thinking right now.

“Holy shit.”

Chapter seven

Chapter 7: Marcus

“Is that a jacuzzi?”

I share an amused look with the guys as Cassidy beelines to the black jacuzzi in front of the floor to ceiling windows that overlook the city.

Jackson finishes off one of the bottled waters he found on the mini bar, his hair damp from the shower.

We all definitely needed to clean up after earlier because that was…wild.

I still can’t believe it.

“Let’s try it out,” Tyler says before switching the jets on, the water bubbling rapidly. “Ever used one before?”

Cassidy shakes her head as she peers down at it, a soft, white towel hugging her torso. Just a towel.

I force myself to breathe in and out, trying to quell the desire flickering back to life. She was incredible earlier. So eager and sexy and responsive.

That was better than any fantasy I could’ve ever thought up.

Tyler tosses the towel around his waist to the side and climbs into the jacuzzi.