“No, it’s fine. You look good in my clothes.” I tip her chin back toward me and press my lips to hers. The lingering sweetness of the burned marshmallows and rich chocolate still lingers on her tongue.
A clearing of throats breaks us apart. We keep our foreheads together for a moment, breathing in the moment. I reluctantly pull back to see Lauren and Finn both making a gagging face.
“There may not be children around anymore, and you two will act like two horny teenagers, but I don’t need to rinse my eyes out with holy water,” Finn jokes.
“Says the man who just had his hand up his wife’s shirt, copping a feel.” I don’t know if Kate’s comment is true since our focus was on each other, but sounds like something he would do. Finn doesn’t deny the accusation but instead mocks her.
I could sit back with popcorn and watch these two banter for days.
Kate reaches for her drink and settles back on my lap. “Why don’t you make good use of that mouth and tell us an embarrassing Jaxon story?”
“How about not and say we did? I’m sure you’ve heard plenty,” I say, knowing there are plenty of ideas popping into Finn’s head. I don’t really need to be roasted tonight.
“I could always share some of Kate,” Lauren chirps up, which piques my interest. Kate groans when she sees her sister has my attention.
“Or,” Finn draws out, “we could just play Never Have I Ever. That way, we get embarrassing shit about everyone.”
“What are we, still in college?” Lauren asks at the same time Kate says, “Works for me.”
“Come on, babe, live a little.” He nuzzles his head into his wife’s neck before moving to her ear. Her expression tells me not to ask what he said to make her reluctantly agree.
“Are we doing the whole put a finger down thing?” Kate asks as she plays with the hair at the nape of my neck. Typically, I always keep my hair short, but with her doing this on the unruly ends, I might just need to put off going to a barber a little longer.
“Fuck that. We’ll just go in a circle, and everyone says never have I ever with whatever—nothing is off-limits; we’re all family here—and if someone has done it, then they need to take a drink.”
Simple enough. We all nod in agreement.
“Who’s starting,” Lauren asks.
“Ooh,” Kate laughs and fidgets in my arms. “Never have I ever worked for Reynolds Contracting.”
“Cheers.” Finn and I hold up our drinks.
“That was easy,” I laugh as I bring the cold beer bottle down to the revealed skin on her thigh. She jumps at the dampness, and I only chuckle harder.
“Never have I ever been a twin,” my best friend says before making a goofy face. Take that, ladies.
After enthusiastically holding up her drink toward her sister, Kate says, “Womb mates for life,” after taking a quick sip. The key to this game is all about pacing yourself. “I think the world is a much better place without two Finn Reynolds. Lord help us.”
We go back and forth a few rounds. Some simple things—like I learned that Kate once got smacked in the face with a spoon when Kyler was trying to break the world record for holding a spoon on his nose, but he sneezed and launched it toward his sister. But others were a little too extreme. Some things I don’t need to know about my best friend and his wife behind closed doors.
When Kate brings her pointer finger to her pursed lips, tapping them lightly while she thinks, I want nothing more than to pull her bottom lip between my teeth and force those sexy little moans out of her mouth.
“Never have I ever had anal sex.”
Her ass cheeks clench against my thigh. Is she thinking about me taking her back here because shit, I am now, and that’s rushing all the blood in my body straight to my dick.
She gasps when she sees me lift the drink to my lips, and her head sharply moves back to where Lauren and Finn are also taking a sip.
“Oh my God. I’m surrounded by a bunch of freaks,” she shrieks, shaking her head in amusement.
“Just to clarify, it’s never been my ass.” My statement causes Kate’s body to shake with laughter.
“Oh yeah, it’s only been Lo’s butt, not mine.”
Kate laughs louder. “Thanks for clarifying boys.”
Finn tips his beer in her direction before leaning in to whisper something in Lauren’s ear, and I take this opportunity to see how far I can push Kate. I move a stray piece of hair away from her face and tuck it behind her ear. “Would you ever let me fuck you there? Let me pop that cherry.” Her breath hitches. “Slide my cock into that tight ring of muscle and feel you stretch around me.” I groan when she lets out a soft whimper, and her ass cheeks clench again. That wasn’t a no though.
I pull on the pant leg of my pants to adjust myself. It seems her plan to embarrass her sister backfired because I’m ready to slide my cock in her right now, not giving a damn who’s around.
“My turn.” Lauren leans forward, and there’s an evil glint in her eyes. Something tells me I should brace myself, but I think it’s going to be more payback for Kate, so without thinking, I bring my beer to my lips the exact moment she speaks.
“Never have I ever gone home with someone who ended up sleeping in a race car bed.”
I didn’t expect that and end up spraying my beer all over the chair beside me.
She twists in my lap. “Oh my God, Jaxon. Are you okay?” She jumps up from my lap, and I already miss her touch.
I wipe the liquid still dribbling from the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand when I manage a “mm-hmm.”
“Well, are you going to drink or not?”