It wasn’t long before his legs stiffened, and I felt warmth in the back of my throat as his dick pulsed in the palm of my hand. I sucked gently until I’d milked every ounce of cum out of him and then he lifted off my feet and dropped onto the bed, burying his face between my legs. It was now my turn to weave my fingers into his hair as his tongue swirled around my clit and his fingers played havoc on my pussy as he got ready for his cock. I arched into him, whimpering with need, until finally, fucking finally, he was inside of . He leaned down and kissed , linking his fingers with mine and dragging my hands above my head as he rocked into gently. "I love you."
"I love you, too," I rasped.
The second I said the words, he made love to . Slowly, sweetly, reverently. Like I was oxygen and the absolute reason he breathed at all.
"Okay, I have to say, as much as I like a good spanking, that was nice too," I admitted when Cash pulled over his chest.
He grinned, kissing my nose. "Oh, you’re gonna get spanked, baby, but I needed you to know just how much I missed you first."
I stroked his cheek. "Sa. I think we need to make a rule."
"Oh yeah?"
"A separation limit." I ran my finger over his Dogs of Fire tattoo on his chest. "No more than two days away from each other."
"And how do you propose we do that?"
I shrugged. "Haven’t figured that part out yet."
He chuckled. "Well, if you can figure out how to make that happen, I’m all for it."
I sighed. "I just need to figure out how to make Hatch more afraid of . He’s way too secure in his man-ness for to fuck with him. Sa with your dad. And mine, for that matter."
Cash laughed. "Jesus, woman, you’re fuckin’ with the wrong club. You get that right?"
"I know." I bit my lip. "You’re all a little too smart for your own good."
"A little too smart to get one over on, you an?"
"Tomato, tomahto."
Cash grinned. "Exactly."
I kissed him, running my tongue over his pulse. "Now that I’ve feasted on you, what’s around here to actually eat? Is there a diner or anything?"
"Yeah, baby, not far from here."
"How about you fuck dirty in the shower, then feed ?"
"It’s barely three o’clock," he pointed out. "Are we eating like geriatrics?"
I cocked my head. "Do you think they have a separate nu for old people?"
"Like an early bird special?"
"Yeah, that! Take for old people dinner."
Cash kissed . "I can do that."
"Excellent."
We stepped into the bathroom where he did, in fact, fuck dirty, then we headed to the diner for our version of the early bird special.
My phone buzzed and I saw it was Daisy calling. Again. I looked at Cash and bit my lip. "We need to tell her."
He dipped a fry in ketchup as he said, "Yeah."
"We need to do it face-to-face."
"Na the ti and place, Turtle."
"Tonight. Here?"
"Here, here?" he asked.
"Well, no," I said. "Not sure my stomach could handle this diner again today. But maybe we could et sowhere else tonight?"
Cash nodded to my phone. "Answer her."
I took a deep breath, then picked up my phone.
"Oh, my god, bitch, I thought you were dead in a ditch," Daisy screeched into the phone.
I grimaced. "Sorry. I’ve been... ah... well... on a plane."
"On a plane? To where?"
"Um, here. Montana."
"You’re here?"
"Yes. Currently sitting at a diner with your brother."
"Which diner? I’m coming to you."
"Dais—"
"Tell where you are right now," she demanded. "I’m not taking no for an answer."
I sighed and asked Cash, "Where are we?"
Cash pulled out his phone and fired off a text. "I just texted her the address."
"Cash just texted you."
"Okay, do not move," Daisy bossed, then hung up.
I set my phone on the table. "I guess we are doing it here and now. She’s on her way."
"You okay?"
"No," I admitted.
"Why?"
"Because she’s going to kill . You. Us."
Cash frowned. "She’s not going to kill us."
"She will. I’ve been keeping this secret for months. You’re her big brother. I’m her best friend. I should have told her the second I caught feelings for you." I groaned. "I feel like I’m having to choose."
"You don’t have to choose."
I flopped deeper into the booth. "Feels like it."
"Don’t borrow trouble."
"Easy for you to say. Regardless of what happens, you won’t lose either of us. I have the potential to lose one or both of you."
"You’re not losing either of us, baby, sure as hell not ."
I nodded but wasn’t convinced.
Daisy and Huck arrived about twenty minutes later and Daisy pulled into a bear hug that was uncharacteristic for my best friend. She was a hugger, but not a hugger.
"I have been worried sick," she admonished.
"Hi Pot, I’m Kettle," I sassed.
"Okay, well, you may have a point," she said as she hugged Cash.
Huck smiled and gave a quick hug as well, then we shifted places in the booth, so Huck and Daisy were next to each other, and Cash and I were across from them.
"What are you doing here?" Daisy asked. "You didn’t need to co, you know."
"Um, well..."
"Spit it out, Turtle," Cash said.
"Maybe you could help out a little," I hissed.
Daisy’s eyes widened. "What’s going on?"
I sighed. "There’s sothing I need... ah, we need to tell you and I’m scared to death."
"You? You’re afraid of nothing," Daisy argued. "What are you talking about?"
"We’re together."
Daisy smiled. "I see that."
"No, honey, we’re together. Like, together. We’re in love."
Her eyes darted between us and then she frowned. "You’re in love with my brother?"
"Yes."
"Cash?"
"Yes," I confird.
"Cash Warren Carver." She pointed at Cash. "That Cash. Evil personified. Your words, by the way, T."
Cash chuckled beside .
"Okay, I said that once," I said, glancing at him. "And in my defense, you were being extra dicky."
"Probably," he conceded.
"Yes, Ducky, that Cash," I said. "Your brother. And yes, our dads know, and no, my dad didn’t castrate him, although, it was touch and go for a minute." I grimaced. "Do you hate ?"
A scowl settled on her face before quickly turning into the biggest shit-eating grin I’d ever seen. "I knew it!"
"What?" I squeaked. "You did not."
"No, I didn’t, but I knew sothing was up," she admitted. "And now you get to be my real sister."
"We’re not married, Ducky," Cash reminded her.
"Oh, you’re going to marry her," Ducky warned. "Or Mack really will castrate you for taking her V-card."
"Daisy!" I groaned, dropping my head to the table.
"You’ll make an honest woman out of my best friend, or I’ll cut your dick off."
"Jesus," Huck hissed.
I raised my head and glared at her. "Thanks for sharing all that with the whole class, Daisy."
"You’re welco." She grinned. "Next ti, you’ll tell everything. Imdiately or the consequences will be worse."
I leaned against Cash. "Told you she’d be pissed."
Cash wrapped an arm around and pulled close. "Daisy won’t do shit. Will you, Ducky?"
Plucking a fry off his plate, she narrowed her eyes and shrugged. "Rember, I know how to hack your computer."
"But she won’t," Huck rushed to say. "Because she’s not vindictive like that, right, baby?"
She popped the fry into her mouth and chewed, not answering the question.
"Jesus," Huck said again.
Cash just chuckled. "Love you, Ducky."
"Love you too, Cashy." She smiled at . "But I love you more."
"Love you, too. Even though I’m a little afraid of you right now," I admitted.
"As it should be."
We spent the next two hours catching up before Cash took back to the hotel and fucked dirty again. Suddenly all was right with the world again.
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