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His hips ground against mine, letting me feel just how hard he was in those swim trunks. I managed enough strength to lift mine up and rub my own erection against his. Luca broke the kiss long enough for me to suck in one breath that burned my lungs before he was back on me, the long length of his dick dragging against mine. Our clothes seemed to make the sensations even stronger, and I was seconds away from coming in my shorts. I arched again, desperate to get everything I could manage.
“Fuck, Brooks . . . look what you do to me.”
Luca was moving us again. He was back on his ass on the concrete and I was on top of him. The hard surface bit into my knees, but I couldn’t care less. I cupped the back of his neck and kissed him, though lighter than he’d done to me.
Luca’s hand dipped into my shorts and circled my dick. “Tell me to stop.”
I shook my head. “No. Don’t stop.”
“Fuck,” he cursed softly, and then he was tugging on my cock. I usually had self-control. I swore I did. Maverick could attest to that. But everything with Luca had been building up to this moment for so long that my body was desperate. I needed this. I needed to see how he’d react when the moment was over.
With a long, needy moan, I came in my shorts and all over Luca’s hand.
For a moment, neither of us moved. He kept stroking me lightly until every drop was milked out of me and I was becoming too sensitive. Even after that, we just sat there, our chests heaving as we stared at each other.
There were so many emotions running through Luca’s eyes that I had no hope of pinning one down. As long as he didn’t turn his back on me again, I wasn’t worried. We’d get through anything else. But if he walked away, I’d be damaged beyond repair.
Eventually, Luca pulled his hand out and it was covered in my release, but before he could do something crazy like wipe it off, I took it to my lips and began to clean him.
“Fuck. Trouble.” I smiled slightly, leaning into the nickname, and sucked his thumb into my mouth.
Luca’s pupils dilated, and I half-expected to be pushed to the concrete again, when a throat cleared to the side. Maverick, Skye, and Diego all stood there, watching us.
Skye and Maverick both looked . . . well, horny as fuck. I could see the outline of both their cocks in their shorts, and they seemed ready to join us here. There was also happiness in their expressions. It relaxed me some. As much as I logically knew Mav and Skye were okay with this, seeing them physically react went a long way to calming my nerves.
“Damn, you two finally figured shit out and I missed the fucking show,” Skye complained. “Can we get a play-by-play? Or a repeat?”
Luca laughed and started to climb to his feet, but my focus was on Diego. I couldn’t make out what he was thinking. Which unnerved the fuck out of me. Ialwaysknew what D was thinking. I opened my mouth, but he just smiled at me and nodded, letting me know we were okay. There was more to it, but I’d let it go for now. As long as he wasn’t mad at me.
There was a hand in front of me, and it took a second to realize it was Luca’s and he was helping me up. I climbed shakily to my feet. I didn’t know what to expect next, but I was fucking shocked when Luca cupped my jaw and kissed me again. I had to taste like my own cum, but he didn’t hesitate. Right there in front of his boyfriends and my brother, he kissed me. There was no shame. I wasn’t a mistake or a secret. He wasn’t walking away again.
“Come on, trouble. Let’s shower before everyone else gets here.”
“I think we all need a shower, don’t we, Mav?” Skye asked playfully.
Mav gave Skye a dark look. “I think Luca and Brooks need some time on their own, don’t you, Skye?”
Skye pouted before glancing at Diego, who looked like a deer in headlights. “Back me up here, D.”
Diego gasped. Like, full-on, Southern belle swinging on a porch swing gasped. “Um, what?”
I tried to intercede. I knew Skye was just playing, but that kind of banter had never been comfortable for Diego and I didn’t want him upset.
I didn’t get a chance before Luca interrupted. “Brooks and I are going to the main bedroom to shower. Anyone who wants to join us has five minutes before I lock the door.” He caressed my jaw. “You know how to safeword if you’re not okay with any of this,” Luca reminded me.
My tongue darted out to lick his thumb. “I know. I’m not safewording.”
With a smile, Luca grabbed my hand and started to drag me to the house. Halfway there, I twisted around to check on Diego, but he was already gone.
CHAPTER 19
DIEGO
Maybe it wasn’tthe height of maturity to run out of the backyard and lock myself in my office at the mention of sex, but here we were.
My mind raced as I booted up my computer, automatically going to the one thing that always gave me comfort.
I had a lot of work to do before the guys left tomorrow, and concentrating on that was so much better than replaying Luca jerking off my brother.
