Page 141 of Manhattan Secret

I’m fucking obsessed with her.

If I didn’t think she’d stab me, I might have bought her one of those ‘owned by Lachie’ collars to wear.

“Me too,” I answer my little brother. I don’t get to see enough of him while I’m in Washington. Not with him and his husband jet-setting around the world for more than eight months of the year. “Now you get to have me closer so I can really give him a hard time,” I smirk looking over at Sage’s guy who’s down on his knees explaining his camera to Kasem, my other brother’s soon-to-be adopted son.

“Are you ever gonna go easy on him? It was a long-ass time ago. He’s not that person anymore.”

“I like him.” I half-smile. And I mean it …sometimes. Doesn’t mean I won’t enjoy fucking around making sure he’s good for my brother.

“Riiiiiight.” Laughs Sage.

It isn’t hard to see those two are crazy for each other, their wedding was a good day and we did take the guy into the Fierro fold…eventually.

“You married your high school bully; I still get the urge to kick his ass from time to time.”

“You married your teacher, I think that’s kettle and pot, bro.”

We share a laugh and knock beer bottles together.

At that, the sexiest teacher I’ve ever banged slips onto my lap, watery soft and drunk giggling as she nuzzles my chin. Squirming on my rousing dick.

I recognize the mood and I’m there for it, ready and hard for whatever my mouse needs from me.

There’s no one freakier than Laney when she’s drunk and in love with me.

“Guess what I’ve got? Guess!” She pokes fingers into my chest, legs swung out at the sides. She’s so damn beautiful dressed in hugging red with her hair fanned around her face, happiness radiating out of her.

“Whatever it is, I hope it includes my dick.”

“That’s me out.” Announces Sage rising to his feet. And he strides off to his former bully, wrapping an arm around him. Yeah, they’re happy bastards together.

“Tell me, baby.”

She does one better, presenting a set of keys in front of my face. “Ta dah!” she announces, beaming. “I swiped Bex’s house keys.”

Did I ever mention how much of a genius my beautiful wife is?

She gets me on levels no one else does.

Laughing, I rise with her in my arms, before dropping to her feet, she curls into my body, the savage lust swirling through me.

We don’t even need a car, Theo and Bex only live down the street from our parents.

“And where do you think you two are going?”

Busted. We turn to see the judging eyes of Sena Fierro.

Laney is too busy giggling into my chest, the little mouse has grown wickedly bold in the last few years and I love every inch of her, she’s still shy with anyone but me. My hand slopes down her back and gropes her butt, a promise of what is to come.

“Can you watch Elzani?”

“Of course I can, I am her Grammy, but why?”

“Just gonna take a stroll,” I lie my ass off, Laney by this point is shaking with unspent laughter, peeking out of my arm to my mom, who’s not so convinced.

“Really, Lachie? This is our party; we’re not married thirty years every day you know?”

“Well, you kinda are, mom. At least for 365 days…”

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