“Two strays down. Four to go.”
Ugh. I forgot he was still here. “Go away, Theo. I’m not running this morning.”
His scoff sounds closer than I was expecting. Is he by the bed? I don’t look because it will only encourage him.
“Just because you have a girlfriend now, Jameson, does not mean you can abandon the routine. Bros before hoes or whatever military slogan you guys like to use.”
Silent laughter shakes the bed, and I realize Breck is laughing. The fact that she isn’t pissed at Theo’s intrusion makes me love her even more. She’s adapted so well to living here.
“You mean dicks before chicks, Theo?”
Have I mentioned how incredibly sexy I find it that Breck gives Theo shit? By the way my dick is poking along the seam of her ass, she knows exactly what it does to me.
“Sure. Yeah. Whatever, B. Let’s go, Jameson. My coffee is getting cold.”
Breck pushes her bottom against me, drying humping the hell out of me.
“Go run with Killer. I’m not going this morning.” I let out a moan when Breck opens her legs slightly to accommodate my extremely impatient cock. The wetness that greets me only solidifies my decision. “Out, Von Bremen!”
I should have known better when he doesn’t move and the bed dips. “Go ahead. I’ll wait while you give B a mediocre orgasm. It shouldn’t take long. What did you tell me the other night, B? Four minutes tops?”
Breck smothers a laugh under the covers all the while taunting me with the back-and-forth movement of her hips.
“Don’t laugh at him. It’ll only incentivize him to keep on,” I growl into her ear, and halt those mesmerizing hips with the firm grip of my hands.
“Go run with him. He’s right. It’s your thing.”
I cut her off with a small thrust between her legs. Fuck me, she’s even wetter now. “No, he’ll live.”
“I won’t live.”
“Go away, Theo!”
“Give us twenty minutes, Theo, and I promise to have him in a better mood for your run.”
I groan when Theo’s weight shifts off the bed. “I like that you’re a negotiating woman, B. You could learn something from her, Jameson.”
“Go!” I damn near roar. I am already lining up with the entrance to the promised land when I hear a low chuckle and the door clicks shut.
“I thought he would never leave,” I say, rolling over and tossing the covers off after taking a quick look around. Knowing Theo, he’s probably lurking in the corner or some shit, trying to get in a free show.
“You’re gonna put me in a better mood, yeah?” I tease Breck as I tug her closer, encouraging her to straddle me. She needs no direction and slowly drags her legs over mine, spreading her arousal along my dick until she stills. Her hair is all mussed from sleep, but she has never looked sexier in this moment, sitting on top of me all confident and commanding, her pink nipples standing at attention just waiting for an order.
“Major Jameson, I think it’s time you shut up and let me fulfill my promise.”
With a fake huff of annoyance, I lay back against the pillows and stretch my arms out wide before tucking them behind my head.
“Show me what you got, babe.”
She grins, and in the darkened room it almost looks predatory. And then she moves my arms from behind my head and places them on the slats of the headboard.
“Don’t move them. Do you understand me?”
Aw, hell. She seriously is about to make Theo right and have me coming in four minutes flat. “Come o—”
Words fail me, and I can’t seem to breathe when she slams down on top of me. Soft hands brace themselves on my chest, one at my heart where the phoenix tree I had tattooed six months ago memorializes my fallen family. Her fingers trace the lines of the leafless tree, through the birds that fly for freedom, until she finds the burning phoenix that rises from the ashes of the roots that define him. She clutches my chest, no longer worried about hurting me. Alternating between slow circles and hard thrusts, Breck loves every inch of me. My hands stay put and let her have her moment even though I want to grip her hard and shove every inch I can into her until she screams.
I relish the moment of being loved.