Page 24 of Brazen Obsession

Fingers slip inside me. I arch as lightning strikes, sizzling down every nerve ending.

“It’s okay, pip. Just let go.”

I come around the fingers but it’s not enough. A hard length presses into me and someone gathers me into his arms, carrying me. My hips rock on his length. When we step into the shower, warm water cascades over me.

I open my eyes and Dante’s right there.

He brushes my hair out of my face. “You here, pip?”

“Boss.” I wrap around him as best I can, but my arms and legs feel weak. He backs me into the wall and fucks me, pushing me higher until I shatter around him.

When he thrusts in deep and comes, I release my breath and drop my head to his chest.

Another body moves behind me, taking me from Dante. I turn and curl around Finn.

“I’ve got you, flower.”

I rest my head against his shoulder as they wash me, slowly coming back to myself. When we’re through, Finn carries me to the bath prepared for us and lowers us into the warm water. My back to his front.

All the tension unwinds from me as I sink into the warmth with him.

“I love you,” he says, his lips against my neck.

My heart fills. “I love you.”

Chapter 9

Fixed Asset

Dante

The house Drew bought from his parents is a large brick walkup. We decided to go to the house and figure out what we need before returning to our apartments to sort out our furniture. What will come with and what we’ll leave behind until we need to move it into storage. We’re not sure if we’ll be moving all four beds, five including Drew’s. For now, we plan on moving in and worrying about the other apartments later. We don’t know how long we’ll be staying here.

Sara’s safety is our highest priority. So until we’re confident she’s safe, we’ll stick close together.

Drew’s showing Tom and Natasha their apartment and Sara wanted to see it, so she went with. Finn, Wyatt, and I stand in the foyer, waiting.

Somehow, it’s wrong to explore this house without Sara. This isn’t just a new space to live in, but a potential home for all of us. It’s empty of furniture, but from what we can see from the foyer, it’s larger than Sara’s parents’ house.

“Three floors?” Wyatt glances up the stairway, taking his attention away from the listing on his phone. “Plus the downstairs apartment makes four? The top floor is where the children’s rooms are.”

Finn raises an eyebrow at Wyatt. “Planning on making a few of those?”

I glance over at them with interest. We haven’t really discussed children. It hasn’t been part of our plan. I’m sure once one of us got married it would have been a topic of conversation, but there’s never been anyone we wanted to spend the rest of our lives with, let alone have children with. Not before Sara.

“Sara wants them. Someday.” Wyatt rubs his fingers over his lips. “I wouldn’t mind a pregnant Sara.”

The image isn’t hard to conjure. That’s where this is headed, right? We all want to stay together. At some point there will be children. Sara’s always wanted children.

“I don’t know how any of us will make good fathers.” Finn shakes his head. “It’s not like we had a good father to look up to.”

“We did.” Wyatt clears his throat. “We had Sara and Tom’s dad. He’s the kind of father we should be. Roger’s a good guy too.”

My gaze goes to the door. Speaking of Roger. “When are we going to tell Roger and Bitsy about this?”

“We’ll probably need to be there when Sara tells them,” Finn says.

They’re still overseas, but they’ll come back. The problem is, none of us wants to disappoint Bitsy. She gave us a home growing up. Tough love and a motherly affection none of us really had. Wyatt and I had moms, but Wyatt’s had other priorities and mine was doing the best she could with the hand she was dealt.