“I never will,” he replies, and holds me closer.
6
Diego
After we manage to catch our breath and regain something approaching a normal heart rate, we eat the leftovers from the restaurant in the kitchen. I even have a bottle of red wine. Nothing as good as the sangria, but it’s not bad.
“So…” Casey begins, swirling wine in her glass. She gives me a little smile. “That was epic.”
I blush. I was lost to my passion for her, so I wasn’t sure if I was “good” or not. I think I was, since I made her come three times. She was definitely amazing. “Yeah. It was.”
“I’d like to keep doing that. On, like, a regular basis.”
“Me too.” How do I tell her I only want to do it with her?
“I wouldn’t mind if we were, you know.” She clears her throat. “Exclusive.”
“I’d love that,” I agree, and she looks up and smiles at me. “I’m a one-woman man. I don’t share. And I don’t entertain other women.”
“That…actually makes me pretty horny.” She sets her glass down and pulls me to her by the waistband of the sweatpants I’m wearing. “Up for round two?”
My cock leaps to attention as if called.
Casey smiles up at me, tugging the waistband down. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Before I can say anything, her mouth envelopes my cock, and I groan. I quickly set my wineglass down before I break the damn thing and slide one hand into her hair as she sucks me with her warm, wet, expert mouth.
I thought I drained myself inside her a little bit ago, but my cock swells to the point of no return. “Casey,” I say in a strangled voice. “Casey, I’m about to come.” I tug lightly on her hair, but she stays where she is, pulling me closer.
The idea of her clearly wanting me to come in her mouth makes me lose my grip on the last of my self-control, and I burst down her throat.
“Fuck,” I moan.
She smiles naughtily up at me. “Doing okay up there, big guy?”
I huff a laugh and sweep her into my arms. Her legs wind around my waist. I prop her on the counter, loving the way she looks in just one of my white tees. Her nipples are hard points and as she spreads her thighs to show me her pink, puffy, neatly trimmed pussy, I can’t stop my mouth from watering.
“My sweet tooth strikes again,” I tell her, then proceed to devour her as she leans back on her hands.
“Yes,” she cries, her thighs tightening, her body spasming as she comes again.
Tasty. I wipe my bottom lip, straightening up. “I think that’s four. Let’s make it a half dozen tonight.”
She laughs again, then groans. “I told Alex I was going out with some friends. If I don’t come home, he’ll be worried sick. Take me back to my car?”
“Of course.” I’m bummed she can’t stay the night, but I understand.
On the way back to her car, she reaches across the seats for my hand. “Let’s tell him soon.”
I look over at her, nodding. “Okay.”
But when we reach her car, I realize “soon” means “right now.”
Alex stands beside her car, arms folded.
Casey
Shit. This was not what I meant by soon.
“Come on,” Nicholas says calmly, opening the door.
I step out, biting my lip. Alex stares at us. He doesn’t look pissed, exactly. His face is neutral.
“I was calling you,” he says, holding up his phone. “You didn’t answer or reply to my texts. I thought something bad had happened.”
I realize I left my cell phone in the car this whole time. “How’d you find me?”
“You set up your phone to share your location with me. I just came to make sure you were all right. I figured you’d lost your phone, but you’re my sister. I can’t take those chances.” His gaze shifts to Nicholas. “Now I see what’s going on.”
Nicholas takes a breath and straightens. “It’s not what you think, Alex.”
“It’s not?” Alex says, lifting his brows. “So that’s why you’re wearing sweatpants and her shirt’s on inside out and backwards?”
Wait. Really? I glance down, and sure enough, the tag on my sweater is facing forward.
Alex shakes his head. “How long has this been going on?”
“Tonight was our first date,” I tell him. “And it won’t be the last. We like each other, Alex.”
Nicholas’s fingers tighten around mine as he faces Alex. “I didn’t want to tell you this way. But I want you to know I respect your sister. I care about her. And I want to be with her.”
“You’re a good man, Diego,” Alex says, and I can tell he means it. “But I don’t like being lied to. By either one of you. My brother-in-arms, and my sister.”
My heart clenches with guilt. He sounds hurt.
“I knew what you’d say,” I insist. “You always act funny when we’re around each other. You made it clear you don’t want us talking.”
“I thought you were just flirting to flirt,” Alex says, spreading his palms. “I didn’t know there were real feelings involved. Yeah, it’s probably not a great idea to want to date your boss’s sister. And I’ve always been protective of you. I’m your big brother. That’s my job.”
“You’re overprotective,” I correct. “You wouldn’t have listened if I had told you. But I am sorry for lying to you, Alex. I just…I was being selfish.”
“Alex, I’m sorry for being disrespectful,” Nicholas says, sliding an arm around me. “But I care about Casey. And if you want to discharge me from the unit, I accept. But…I want to be with Casey. I choose her. I’ll always choose her.”
My heart melts as I gaze up at him.
Alex sighs heavily and steps toward us. He puts a hand on Nicholas’s shoulder. “No one’s getting fired, Diego. You’re a good man, and you’re invaluable to our unit. I just wish you both would have trusted me with the truth. Though I understand, I’m not the most approachable man in the world.”
I step away from Diego toward Alex and wind my arms around him. “I’m so sorry, Alex. I was wrong for lying to you. I’m sorry for hurting you. I know you just want me to be okay. But I am okay…with Nicholas.”
Alex squeezes me back, then holds me at arm’s length, looking at me appraisingly. He glances at Nicholas, then extends a hand. Nicholas takes it immediately, and they shake firmly.
“Take care of her. That’s an order.”
Nicholas grins. “Yes, sir. Roger that, sir.”
7
Casey
With a final spritz of makeup setting spray, I step back to behold my masterpiece.
The bride is a beautiful blonde with warm brown eyes. She loves more natural looks, so I gave her glowing skin, bright, romantic eyes and long lashes, glossy lips. Every stroke of my brush, every dab of my makeup sponge, was calculated to bring out her gorgeous features and make her look and feel her very best.