Page 120 of Tuck & Roll

Tuck came back and cleaned Kylie up then climbed into bed on the other side. “You good with her sprawled all over your chest like that?”

“Yeah. I’m good.” He absently ran a strand of her strawberry blonde hair through his fingers.

“She’s not hurting you?”

“No. She’s good.” She was more than good. He didn’t care how bad it hurt to have her laying on his chest, naked or otherwise, he’d lie there all night suffering in silence if it’s what it would take to keep her there.

“All right then. Goodnight.” Tuck reached for the lamp and turned it off.

“Night.”

Darren was just starting to drift off when Kylie’s softly spoken words hit him. “Love you, Tuck. Love you, Darren.”

Fuck. He gave her a gentle squeeze and kissed the top of her head. “Love you, too, Kylie,” he whispered.

Who would have thought he would fall asleep with a smile on his face? Who would have thought he’d finally find the peace he’d been missing in the arms of a woman who belonged to another man?

He snuggled deeper into the bed, pulling the covers up to Kylie’s shoulders so she wouldn’t get cold.

His heart tripped a beat and he smiled wide into the dark as his new reality started to sink in. Kylie wasn’t just Tuck’s woman anymore, she was his, too.

Yeah. Life was fucking good.

20

Tuck was on his bike for the first time in four days. With the sun shining down on him and the wind whipping at his clothes, he could honestly say life was good. No, it was great. The reason for his happy mood had everything to do with Kylie and Darren agreeing to a menage relationship. Holy God in Heaven, the last four days had been mind blowing and dick draining. Ever since the first bath Kylie had given Darren, they’d been like a trio of horny teenagers. They were constantly going at it to the point, he didn’t think Kylie had been able to stay dressed for more than a couple of hours at a time.

Between Darren bending Kylie over the kitchen table and Tuck fucking her on the couch while they all watched television and the numerous other times they’d caught her alone or double-teamed her in bed, it was a wonder the woman could walk. Who would have thought watching his Kylie Jo get fucked by another man, specifically Darren, would be such a damn turn on? Watching the way a soft pink blush danced across her cheeks and neck as she rode his friend’s cock and the heated half-closed eyes she’d throw his way while she surrendered to the pleasure they were giving her almost had him coming in his jeans as he pulled into the clubhouse parking lot.

He parked his bike, got off and was standing next to it while he waited for Darren to pull his classic Mustang Mach I Coupe into the parking spot next to him. Before Kylie had a chance to open the door, Tuck was there helping her out of the car. She wore a cute sapphire blue sundress with flip flops and her hair piled on top of her head in a messy bun. She might call it a messy bun, but he thought it was sexier than hell.

“Looks like all the old ladies are already here,” Darren commented as he waited for them by the front door.

When they’d told her that the old ladies were going to be there, she’d been so excited to get out of the house, she’d gotten dressed in record time. She’d missed her friends and hadn’t really seen much of them since the night she’d been taken from Bottoms Up. She’d been busy taking care of Darren and then they’d been busy taking care of her. Neither of them had had the heart to tell her he really didn’t require as much help with things as Kylie thought. She loved taking care of him and it made her feel good to be able to return the favor.

Darren held the door open and allowed Tuck to pull Kylie in behind him. They stopped several feet inside the room and looked around. Good, everyone was already here. It would make the news they had to share easier to announce.

Tuck steered them toward the bar. “Cutter, can you get Kylie Jo a Sprite?”

“Sure thing, Tuck.” Cutter pulled a soda from the cooler and handed it over to him. He opened the plastic bottle and handed it to Kylie. She took a long drink and ended it with an “ahhhh.”

“Good?” he laughed, brushing a stray strand of hair off her cheek.

“Yes. I was so thirsty.” She smiled up at him, her pretty glacial blue eyes dancing.

“You shouldn’t be after everything I gave you to swallow in the car.” Darren smirked, only speaking loud enough for the three of them to hear.

“Oh, yeah?” Tuck’s brows raised to his hairline. Kylie’s cheeks blushed so prettily, he couldn’t help but tease her. “Maybe you’ll have to show me what Darren’s talking about later.”

“Church!” Race shouted.

All the brothers started to stand and head toward the hallway leading to the room they used for Church. Tuck leaned down and gave Kylie a quick but fiery kiss. “Back in a minute, babe.”

“’Kay.”

Tuck stepped side, allowing Darren to step in and cup the side of Kylie’s face in one of his large hands. “Have fun with the old ladies, babe.” His eyes shone with mischief as he leaned down and gave Kylie a slow, thorough kiss, that promised to lead to more later. The dreamy look on her face made him chuckle.

The absolute silence that filled the room as Darren kissed Kylie wasn’t lost on Tuck. He imagined they were all in shock, but once he and Darren explained to the brothers and Kylie explained to the old ladies what they were doing, everything would be back to normal.

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