“It’ll be fine. You excited for the Fourth?”
She smiles. “I am. I can’t wait to show you what’s in that bag upstairs.”
I’d forgotten all about that damn thing. “Then maybe you should show me now, save yourself the excited anxiety.”
“Ha, ha, nice try, stud. I will, however, ask you to join me in the shower?”
“Mm, lead the way Ms. Winters.” Soon to be Mrs. Stone. Reagan Stone. How can a name make you hard? Whatever, she’s dangling sex and I’m going to take it.
We strip down completely naked. Cupping her face, I bring her lips up to mine. Pulling away, I brush some cement powder off of her cheek with my thumb. “Did anyone ever tell you that even covered in sweat and dirt, you’re still beautiful?”
“You just did. Kiss me again.” I do, and back us up to the shower door.
Once the water is warm enough, we step in and under the stream. With soap in her poof, I soap her down. I gently go over her arms she holds each one out for me as I go. I take extra time sliding it up, down, and around her throat. I take it down the middle of her chest all the way down to her perfect core. I swirl it around each breast, giving her nipples a little pinch.
Kneeling, I run it down each leg, then up the back of them to her ass cheeks, and then up her back. She pulls her hair over one shoulder to keep it out of my way. I set her under the stream of the water, letting it cascade down her body, washing all of the soap down the drain.
With her head tilted back and her eyes closed, I move my lips to hers. I bring a hand down to the small of her back and pull her to me. My other hand slides up her neck, into her hair.
She lets me turn her around so that her hands are braced on the wall. She sticks her butt clear out, giving me the go. I kneel down and sink my teeth into her cheek. She moans.
My lips make a trail all the way up her back to the crook of her neck, where I sink my teeth into her skin once more. “I love you, Abraham.”
“And I you, sweet girl.” She spreads her legs apart when I take her hips in my hands. When I slowly sink myself all the way inside of her, touching the end of her inner walls, that euphoric inhale of breath escapes past her lips, making a moan leave my own.
Keeping a slow and steady pace, I hook an arm around her and make my front flush with her back. With my other hand, I find my place at the base of her throat. Her head falls back on my shoulder. She’s getting close, and so am I.
I speed up and grip her tighter to me. Her orgasm starts and she is crying out with it, causing vibrations to go through her throat and over my hand. It sends me over the peak as well. While I pulsate inside of her, I touch my lips to her ear and whisper, “I love you, sweet girl.”
We sink to the bottom of the shower when our legs will no longer hold us up. She turns and curls against my chest. “I love you too, Abraham. With all of me.”
»»•««
“No. I don’t want to go for a run. Too tired. Take Thor.”
“Angel, get that hot little ass out of bed and put on some running clothes. Dozer needs his exercise and I’m sure as hell not taking them both with me. Up, up, up. Don’t make me get the hose.”
She peeks out from under the blankets. “Don’t make empty threats. We both know that you wouldn’t dare get the bed wet.” Her eyes get bigger and she gets a look of disgust on her face. “The suns not even out, Abraham! No, I’m not going running. Call Mickey, I’ll bet he will run around the lake with you.”
“Reagan, I’m giving you five seconds to get out of that bed.”
She looks at me skeptically. “Or you’ll what, Abraham?”
“You didn’t get up in the middle of the night to pee last night, if you did, I didn’t wake. Anyways, you haven’t relieved yourself since, like dinner. I will tickle you until you pee your pants.”
She looks a little fearful, and then turns smug. “That would be worse than getting the bed wet.”
“It would be worth it. Five…”
“No.” She holds her ground and burrows deeper.
“Four…”
“Don’t do it, Abraham.”
“Three…”
“I’m warning you.”
“Two…”
“Let me sleep, you ape!”
My jaw drops and my eyes grow a size. I pounce. She’s trapped underneath the blanket and can’t get away. My fingers dig into her sides and hips. “One!”
“No! No! Stop it! Let go!”
She’s laughing hysterically and thrashing as much as my weight over the blankets will allow. “Are you going to come running with me?”
“Yes! Oh my God! Yes! Just get off of me before I pee all over the place. Up, up!”
I plop on my side off of her with my hands held up. “Go pee.” She’s nothing but a blur as she runs in and throws the door closed.
“You will pay, Stone. Just you wait.”
“Bring it, little girl. I ain’t scurrd.” After a moment, the toilet flushes and the sink turns on. She comes out with the trash can from the bathroom full of water, and dumps it all over me and the bed. The dogs even got wet. I’m up and coughing up water. “Damn it, Reagan!”
“I warned you, punk ass.”
I stop moving and stare at her. “Run. Run fast.”
“Come and get it, big guy.” She stands her ground. When I take a step in her direction she bounds off of one foot and heads for the bathroom. She doesn’t make it.
She kicks and screams the entire way outside and off of the deck. Our pool is heated so it wouldn’t be much for payback. Now, mind you, it’s five o’clock in the morning. It’s a little chilly. When I pass the pool and head toward the lake, she really starts fighting me.
“No! Abraham, we’re even. Don’t you dare throw me into that lake! The water will be freezing!”
“Not my problem, angel.” When I get to the end of the dock, she tries to cling to me for dear life but I pry her loose and toss her ass in without a second thought.
Her head breaks the surface of the water with a fast and loud intake of breath. “Oh my God! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. Sweet baby Jesus.” I’m laughing the entire way to the house, listening to her cuss about how cold she is now.
“Next time, you’ll get out of bed!” I’m shoved face first into the grass. “Umpf.” I can feel the cold water from her clothes seeping past the water that was finally body temperature on my clothes. “Okay.” I roll over on my back so she is straddling my front. “Now we’re even. And going to be late for work if we don’t go shower and get the lake water off of our skin so that we can eat breakfast here instead of waiting in a long-ass line for fast food.”
She wrings her hair out over my face. I just close my eyes and take it. I know if I go any further with this, I will end up being late. But then her fingers dig into my sides, sending me squirming to get off from underneath her. “Well, well. Would you look at that? Looks like I’m not the only one who’s ticklish.”
“No! No. Work first, play later.”
I hear Mickey’s voice boom across the lake. “Get your ass ready for work, Reagan! Or you will be the one picking up coffee and doughnuts!”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m going! He started it!” She yells across the lawn and stands.
Devon, I’m assuming waking because of all the noise, having left his windows open last night, yells, “Don’t make me end it! I have another hour of sleep, so shut up!”
She laughs and helps me up. “So much for that morning run, huh?”
“It’s okay. I fully plan on running after work. You are more than welcome to join me then if you want to.”
“Oh, I have a choice now?”
I smack her ass as we make our way back up the stairs. “Smartass.”
“Always. Help me wash all of this lake water off of my skin and out of my hair.”
“With pleasure, sweet girl. I’ll just have you for breakfast. It’s been too long since I’ve tasted you last.”
»»•««
Reagan
“Seriou
sly though, you guys are so cute that it’s gross.” Kate is munching on her pickle, banana, pizza nastiness for lunch. “That display that woke us all up yesterday was hilarious though. You should have seen how far he launched you into the air before you came, oh so gracefully, down.”
I throw a French fry at her face. “And I missed it? Ugh, I am beginning to see the down side of Damon and I not living on the lake with the rest of you.” Sam takes a bite of her taco.
“How do you think I feel? I have to hear about all of the fun and live like ten minutes from all of you.” Sara mock-sulks.
We all know damn well she is nowhere near ready to move in with my eldest brother. And neither is he for that matter. They love each other, don’t get me wrong. It’s just that they don’t have that level of commitment in them right now.
“You guys will live. Trust me, it’s far better to have some warning before one of us just drops by. You can ask my brothers how often they will stop by my house without calling first anymore. I bet they will tell you, never.”
Kate cracks up laughing. “You’d think they would have learned the first time they walked in on you and Abraham knocking boots.”
“Yeah, they’re not all that smart when it comes to me. Sometimes it works in my favor and sometimes it doesn’t. So are you two done with class for the day?”
“I am. I’m finally done with my night class. Damon is pretty stoked about it.”
“I have one more. But I’m going to Dev’s when I’m done. Why, what’s up?”
“Well, Kate and I were going to lounge by the pool while Mickey and Abraham go to the batting cages. In like two or three hours. You guys are welcome to join.”
Sara stands with her bag in hand. “That sounds good. I’ll just see you guys in a few hours then.”
Sam stands. “I’ll head home and grab my bikini and stuff. Meet you back at your house, say five-ish?”
“Works for us.”
»»•««
“Damn, looks like you girls got some sun today.” I smile, throwing my hands around Abraham and mashing my lips to his. “Miss me bad, huh?”
“Always. Did you four have fun at the batting cages?” When Sam went home to grab her things, Thing One and Thing Two were there. So naturally, they decided to tag along with Abraham and Mickey.
“We did. Though your twin may regret going with us.”
“Why?”
“Why don’t you tell her, Damon?”
“Nah, I’m good. Thanks though.”
“Oh come on. I know every embarrassing story about you. What’s one more?” He looks at me with his arms crossed, but I don’t stop staring at him.
He uncrosses his arms, rolls his eyes, and huffs while pushing off of the counter. He lifts his shirt revealing the most hideous bruise I have ever seen, and I was in a car accident a month ago. “Oh my God! What the hell did you guys do to him?”
Damon smiles all smug at Abraham. Abraham is quick to defend himself. “Uh, no. Not what we did to him. What his dumb ass did to himself. He tried to catch a ball out of the shooter without a glove on. When the ball came out, he got scared, and at the last second he tried to move out of the way. What you see there, is a product of his stupidity.”
“You dumb ass.”
His mouth falls open. “What happened to the pity?”
“It went out the window. This could have been avoided. Hold your arm up and let me see.”
He does and I test the area to see if he broke any ribs. He hisses through his teeth when I push on it. “Fuck!”
“Yeah, you definitely have at least a hairline fracture. I’d say let’s take you in and I’d x-ray you, but if I’m right, the only thing that they can do for you is give you pain meds. It’s up to you.”
It’s quick, but I notice his gaze shift to Sam’s and then back to me. “I’ll deal with it. It’s really not that bad.” Typical guy moment. Not willing to show weakness in front of the woman they are sleeping with.
“Okay, don’t say I didn’t offer. Is everyone okay with pizza?” I get an assortment of agreements, except from Kate. “I have bananas and pickles?”
She smiles, not being able to resist it. She would eat that every meal of the day right now if you gave her the choice…which Mickey often does. “Then yes. I’m good with pizza.” I laugh and run upstairs to get my phone and order.
»»•««
“Whatever loser… Hey Damon, catch!”
Damon yells into his headset. “Damn it! Devon! Where the fuck are you dude? They’re kicking our asses! Devon?”
“Hmm, what? Sorry dude. I was a little preoccupied.”
Mickey’s voice is laced with disgust. “Dude. Don’t hint at what you’re doing with my sister.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it too much Mickey. If I were you, I’d be more worried about this gift from your mother.” The percussion grenade goes off in his hut, and I swoop in and kill him.
“Damn it! Abraham, control your woman!”
“I’m not controlling shit dude. She’s kicking your asses. I even took a break to have a leftover slice of pizza. You guys just need to up your game.”
I laugh next to him. “Suck it up guys. Take it like the men you claim to be.”
Devon yells, “Fuck! All right, you’re killing us and we’re not going to make a comeback any time soon. It’s eleven o’clock. Sara and I are going to bed.”
“Wuss.”
Damon defends him. “No, we just know how to admit defeat. Even if it is our sister handing it to us.”
“Yeah, Kate’s been in bed for like two hours now. I think I’m going to hit it too.”
“All right, fine. I’ll see you at work tomorrow Mickey and Damon.”
“I thought you didn’t work at the shop on Thursdays?” Devon always thinks I'm up to something.
“I don’t normally. But Tommy asked for some of my hours and I gave him tomorrow. I’ll see you in the a.m., Good night.”
All three of them say good night at the same time.
“Come on, stud. Off to bed.” Abraham shuts off the gaming system and the television, and then follows me into our bathroom. “I am exhausted. One more day until the Fourth though. And then you can finally know what’s in the bag.”
“I can hardly wait, sweet girl. You’ve been amping it up for almost a month now. What time do you think you will be off tomorrow?”
I spit the excess toothpaste out of my mouth and into the sink. “I don’t know. It all depends on how many appointments I have and how many walk-ins show up. Why?”
“Because I thought that we could go do a picnic on the far side of the lake. Just the two of us, before all of the hustle and bustle of Friday. You up for a little ‘us’ time?”
He has no idea. “Hmmm, I don’t know. How long would I have to endure it?” I scrunch my face in mock annoyance.
He tosses me through the air and onto our bed, and then digs his fingers into my sides, making me squirm uncontrollably.
“You’ll have to ‘endure’ it all night long. And you’ll like it too.” His smile is making the skin around his eyes crinkle.
“Okay. Okay! You win. Uncle!” He stops, sits back on his butt, and smiles triumphantly. “Punk ass.”
“You love it.”
“I do. Now lay down so I can take my spot on your chest.”
“As you wish.” Once we are both situated and the lights are off, he whispers, “Good night, sweet girl. I love you.”
“Good night, Adonis. I love you.”
»»•««
“Are you excited for tomorrow?” Kate is huge. And because of it, I am painting her toenails a bright neon-pink color while we sit and wait for our next appointments to show up.
“I can’t wait to see the look on his face. I know that the first part is simple, but I’m hoping that he will light up.”
“I think he will. He will love it. The second part will have him jumping for joy.”
“What are you ladies talking about?” We shut our mouths and
Mickey gives us stink eye. “This had better not be at my expense again.”
“It’s not. This time it’s at Abraham’s.”
“Speaking of Abraham, I was told to keep Thing One and Thing Two occupied tonight after work. What are you two up to?”
“Just some alone time, since the house will be full and loud tomorrow.” Kate smiles fondly at me. “What?”
“I just can’t believe that you and Abraham live together. It’s insane to think about the first time you two saw each other in that bar.”
“I know. If only we’d have known then what we know now.”
The door chimes and Kate’s three o’clock walks in. “I guess I had better get to it.”
“Yup, get to waddling.”
She turns slowly around and her face is priceless. “I will cut you.”
“You’d have to catch me first. Go, make some baby money.”
She glares but walks back into her station. Mickey shakes his head at me. “Don’t poke the bear, you aren’t the one who has to go home with her.”
With a huge smug smile on my face I say, “I know. That’s why it’s so fun.”
“Such a brat.”
“That’s what they tell me.”
»»•««
“This is nice. We should do this more often.” I take another bite of the lemon squares we brought along to have after fried chicken and cornbread.
“I fully agree with you, sweet girl. I like having you all to myself. I can do anything I want and not get slapped upside the head for it.”
“Oh really? Like what?”
He leans into me and kisses my lips, licking the bottom one as he pulls away.
“What else?”
He nips a line across my jaw and nibbles on my earlobe.
“Is that all?”
“No, sweet girl, that isn’t all.” His mouth finds that crook in my neck and shudders wrack my body.
He feeds off of it, gripping my hip, and leaning his body weight on me until I’m flat on my back. My hands delve into his hair and I pull his face to mine. When I pull his hair a little harder and bite his bottom lip at the same time, a growl vibrates through him and into me.
“Can I have you, Reagan? Right here, the weeping willow tree over our heads our only cover?”
“God yes.” Roughly I pull him back down to me. He pulls my tiny shorts off of my body, and then caresses the apex of my thighs over my panties.
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