Page 196 of Dream Girl
“I don’t know that much.” Grace stood in the window looking out at the pool, the backyard lit up by the lights.
Brennan put down a coaster and my drink, then grinned at Grace. “How about if we go dive-bomb him? It’ll be cold when you get out, but the pool itself is warm.”
“I could do that.” She put her beer down. “I’ll change.”
Brennan put her beer on a coaster. “Let’s just jump in with our clothes on. Though Evan might not want his shirt in the pool.”
Grace ducked her head and chewed on her lower lip.
“I’m okay if you wear my shirt in the pool,” I told her, getting a hint of her anxiety through the bond. It was just a T-shirt.
Brennan got very close but didn’t actually put an arm around her. “We’re at home. It’s okay. I’ll take my shirt off, too.”
He took off his sports coat and neatly hung it on the back of a chair. Brennan also removed his pants, so he stood there in a button down and boxers.
Brennan unbuttoned his shirt and hung it on the chair with everything else.
Taking a deep breath, Grace removed my shirt, standing there in black leggings and a matching sports bra.
My cock gotveryexcited. Jett hooked his leg with mine, eyes dancing with desire. I had no idea what was happening, but I was all for a show with my dinner.
Brennan smiled at her. “See, that wasn’t so hard. If I choose not to wear a shirt, no one fucking cares–and if they do, well, I don’t give a fuck.”
He took off his undershirt, carefully putting it with the rest of his clothes. Pale scars laced his back.
Oh. That’s where this was going.
Something must have happened.
Grace’s face filled with pain. “Your mom didn’t do that to you, right?”
“No, Grace. She can be a bitch but she’s never physically hurt me.” His look softened. “It was a car accident. Years ago.”
It was how he and Jett had met. Jett was first on the scene and had gone with him to the hospital. Katie had been driving, and sometimes, I wondered if that was part of their issues. It certainly was the reason why Brennan didn’t like riding in cars and took his motorcycle whenever he could.
“Let’s go annoy Wes.” Brennan gave Jett and me each a kiss.
He took Grace’s hand and led her out the sliding glass doors onto the back porch.
Grace tagged Brennan and set off running for the pool, Brennan chasing after her.
“What was in those noodles?” I asked, watching as they dove into the pool, laughing and interrupting Wes’ workout.
“I think he’s warming up to her.” Jett took a long drink of beer.
“I’m here for that.” I watched Grace jump onto Wes’ back. “Also, I’m here for him putting his dick in her.” My cock twitched at the thought of Grace pleading for Bren's knot.
“One thing at a time. She’s not really his type. But I’d watch that,” Jett replied.
I took a sip of my cocktail. “Right? You can’t blame me for fantasizing. Did you have fun?”
“I did. But now I’m so fucking curious what lady ass feels like,” Jett admitted quietly.
“I can only speak to that lady ass, but hot damn.” I took another drink, remembering the weekend. “No one told me that when two people fuck a girl at the same time, you can feel the other dickthroughher. When Wes was knotting her pussy with me in her ass? Mind blowing.” I readjusted my cock as it tried to escape my pants.
Jett exhaled sharply. “Shit.”
“Maybe one day you’ll get to try a side-by-side comparison.” I grinned.
