Page 19 of Vegas with my Brother’s Best Friends

Laughter bursts from Cassidy. “Are we skinny dipping?”

Tyler holds his hand out to her. “Are we being shy now?”

Cassidy smirks and untucks her towel, letting it pool around her feet. She strides in front of the windows, the city’s lights sparkling behind her.

Jackson whistles. “Now, that’s a sight.”

Cassidy smiles at him over her shoulder before taking Tyler’s hand and letting him help her into the bubbling, hot water. She eases herself down onto one of the seats, her eyes fluttering shut.

“Wow. That’s nice.”

Tyler glances over at us. “Oh, do I get her to myself?”

“In your dreams,” I say before losing my towel and climbing in to sit to Cassidy’s right.

Jackson follows to sit across from her, his head tilting back as he sinks down into the water.

Cassidy sighs blissfully, her eyes remaining shut. “This is probably the most relaxed that I’ve felt in a while.”

“You need to relax more,” I tell her, reaching out to squeeze her thigh. “Don’t run yourself into the ground with all the wedding planning.”

“I’ll rest when I get back from Mexico,” she assures me, her hand resting on top of mine. “You know, it’s kind of a shame you guys live in a different city than me. I didn’t think you guys would move somewhere else.”

“I moved first,” Tyler says. “I just wanted a fresh start, and there’s a lot of clubs where I’m at now. It was good for business.”

“I was struggling as a beginner tattoo artist for a while. I didn’t like the shop that I was working at,” I tell her, frowning as I remember being berated by the other artists and having clients stolen from me.

“I found this awesome apartment for a good price in the perfect area, but I needed roommates to afford it. There were three bedrooms, and I knew what two guys I wanted to offer them to first,” Tyler says before bumping his fist against mine and Jackson’s.

“We’ve been there ever since,” Jackson replies. “I trained at the fire academy and joined the city fire department after that.”

“I’m glad you guys have each other,” Cassidy says. “Maybe I’ll come visit one day.”

I take her hand and coax her closer to me. “You should.”

Cassidy smiles and sits on my lap, one arm wrapping around my shoulders as my hand settles on her thigh.

“You’ll have to convince me.”

The tease in her voice makes the air shift. My cock starts to harden under her as her eyes remain on mine, a clear challenge in them.

“Well, that’s easy,” I say, my hand slipping between her thighs.

Cassidy’s lips part with a light gasp as my fingertips graze her clit. She drops her forehead to mine, her back arching as I rub steady circles.

Jackson and Tyler watch her, eyes full of hunger.

I tilt my head up and capture her lips in a deep kiss, my erection pressing against the curve of her ass.

Cassidy’s tongue sweeps against mine, and I can taste the mint from the mouthwash she just used.

My fingers slide lower before one pushes inside of her, working in and out. The heel of my palm grinds against her clit with every thrust, making her writhe in my lap.

“Feels so good,” she breathes out, her fingers twisting in my black hair. “But I want to feel you inside of me again.”

“Want to put on a show?” I ask her, an amused smile tugging on my lips.

“Yes,” she replies, mirroring my expression.