“Nope. Once before. Once during. And maybe once after, if I still have feeling in my fingers.”
I grinned naughtily. “There’s always your tongue.”
“Damn.” King’s head fell back, and he groaned again after I squeezed him with my Kegels. “I do like the way you think. Round two for sure.”
After that, neither of us were capable of much speech. King’s dexterous fingers moved down and played with my clit. I picked up the pace, needing to make him feel half as amazing as he made me feel.
“So close. I’m gonna… Gah!” I froze on top of him as waves of pleasure crashed through my body. I was still quaking when he gripped my hips and thrust up into me from below.
“I’m right there. Briar!” King gave a muffled shout then yanked my shoulders so he could kiss me hard.
We were sprawled on the sofa—me still on top of King and him still inside me—our hearts racing. I couldn’t really tell up from down. I thought I heard something beeping in the distance, but I was also seeing stars. Every part of my body tingled from the force of our orgasms.
Humming happily, I burrowed into King’s chest. I never wanted this moment to end. Although he did say something about round two…
In the distance, through my euphoric haze, I heard a woman’s voice. “Do you think he’s home yet? Rome said King is still filming that murder mystery thing. Don’t they usually like to work at night?”
King sat up with a gasp, taking me with him. “Mom?”
“MOM?” I echoed, horrified. King was still inside me.
Inside.
Me.
“Kingston!” The middle-aged woman shrieked, spinning around while shielding her eyes.
I scrambled for the throw over the back of the couch as a male voice joined the party.
“Hey bro! Who’s the blonde?”
Chapter Seventeen
Kingston
“What the fuck, Phoenix!” I scowled as I tried and failed to cover Briar up. The small blanket from the back of the couch was too little to completely cover even a tiny woman like Briar.
Not to mention the fact that I was still inside her. Condom and all.
Dammit. If I couldn’t cover her with the blanket, I’d do it with my body. I rolled us until my ass faced our audience while trying to help Briar cover up her bits with the small blanket.
“I told you we were coming,” my brother replied somewhere behind me, meaning he was unabashedly watching us scramble to cover up.
“Get the fuck out!” I shouted over my shoulder.
Nix straightened from his slouch. “Hey, you said I could stay while I—”
“Wait outside,” I bit out between clenched teeth. “We gotta get dressed. You and I will talk once we’re all wearing clothes.”
“Ah, gotcha. We’ll just…” Nix gestured with his thumb toward the still open front door.
“GET.OUT!” If it were possible, I would’ve lit my stupid brother on fire with my eyes alone. Unfortunately, that wasn’t a power I had—in real life or in any of my movies.
A beat later, the door quietly closed behind them.
“So…that was my brother.” A brother I was going to happily kill in a few minutes for a variety of reasons.
“And your mom.” Briar shook her head, her eyes wide. “What are we going to do? They saw everything.Everything, King. And now you’re going to introduce me as the nanny? This is my worst nightmare.”