Page 118 of Brazen Obsession

Finn drops down next to Wyatt and smiles at me. “What do you think, flower? Want to try any more equipment tonight?”

I gasp as Dante quickens his pace. Biting my lip, I tumble over the edge again, tightening and pulsing around his hard cock. He thrusts a few more times before groaning and filling me with his warm cum.

He kisses my back and blows out a breath across my skin. “Shower, pip?”

“Mmm.” I close my eyes and want to slip into sleep.

When Dante pulls out of me, I release a sigh. I’m worn out.

“Shower first, princess.” Drew lifts me against his chest and I wrap my arms around his neck. “Then we can sleep.”

My brow furrows. “Don’t we have to go home? Isn’t your bed at the house?”

Dante’s chuckle draws my attention to him following behind us. “Drew made some adjustments here, just in case we needed the space.”

When we walk into Drew’s bedroom, the bed is now bigger than the one Dante bought.

“I like to be prepared.” Drew leans down and kisses me. “Unfortunately, the shower is still the same size, so double occupancy max. There’s a shower down the hall for the rest of you.”

I smile as he carries me in and Dante follows. He leans against the counter while Drew brings me into the already running shower. My insides stir, but not enough to start something. Mostly, I’m just so fucking glad this is my life.

Chapter 38

Day-to-Day Operations

Two weeks later

Sara

Tom and Natasha loved the place. The guy Drew knows was able to get started on the conversion right away. The past two weeks, my guys and I kept to the house and to ourselves. Mom required us to come to dinner at the townhouse a few times so she could grill the guys. But besides that, we fell back into the rhythm of going to work and coming home to each other.

I spend my nights in each of their beds, finding out their likes and mine. We keep our interactions at the office mostly professional. But Finn usually has some special project to work on in the afternoons, and occasionally, I’ll take lunch in Wyatt’s office. Dante made me suck him off while he worked once.

Drew takes me to lunch at least twice a week, but otherwise, we don’t go out. There have been a few more arrests of Peter Sokolov’s known associates that made the papers. But they’re scattered. Things seem to be settling down.

Tonight, we’re supposed to have dinner with Colin Lawson at his house.

I’m down in the primary bedroom’s bathroom. Drew’s still finalizing the design for the new bathrooms, but with the guys’ bedrooms upstairs, there’s less of a traffic jam in the mornings. So the one primary bathroom is working fine.

“You about ready, flower?”

I glance up in the mirror to see Finn leaning against the doorframe looking like sin embodied in a dark suit with a red tie. I lift the lipstick I was looking for higher before turning to apply it to my lips. It’s almost the same red as his tie.

He smirks in the mirror. “Dangerous.”

“How’s that?” I slip the lipstick into my clutch for the night and doublecheck my makeup.

“How am I going to keep my hands off you when you look like that?” He winks at me in the mirror, but I shake my head.

“We just fucked, Finn, and I’m not taking another shower.” My cheeks heat as I wonder if the house is really as soundproof as we hope. Otherwise my brother will be red-faced when we come down to meet them on the first floor. He’s adjusting but still not one hundred percent comfortable with me and his best friends. But he’s my brother, so that makes sense.

Colin wants Tom and Natasha to join us because he’s claimed them too. Especially with Natasha’s father in custody still. It’s a little bit of a power play to prove we’re protected. We were assured Alexander will not be there.

“We could fuck again.” Finn glances over his shoulder and steps into the bathroom, reaching to close the door behind him. “You could do that thing⁠—‍”

I step into him and stop the door from closing. “As much as you want to skip this dinner, we’re not going to be late.”

Finn grabs the back of my neck. Those green eyes of his are heated with intent. Part of me is ready to throw caution to the wind and let him do what he wants to me. He smirks because he knows he has me. That I’m weak when it comes to him.