“Isn’t it too soon to be talking about that?” I asked, even though I wanted every single thing he had mentioned.
“Ashlyn, I’ve wanted you for five years. I’ve been imaging a life with you since the very beginning, so no, it’s not too soon. There’s no one else for me. Now that I’ve got you, I’m not letting you go. Ever.”
Yep, I was without a doubt, head over heels, in love with Josh Crawford.
THE SOUND OF THE glass door sliding open grabbed Ky’s attention, and he turned to face me. I had left Ashlyn to get ready for the night ahead, and was determined to find Ky for a chat. I handed him a beer and leaned against the rail beside him. I had never seen my brother this content with life before, and it was all thanks to Eden Rivers. It was the kind of contentment I truly didn’t believe existed until I began living it.
“I’m getting married,” he said softly. “To Eden fucking Rivers. I never thought this day would come.”
“I don’t think she did either. You got lucky with her, she is an amazing girl.”
“Eden told me what you did,” he said softly. “I had absolutely no clue. Fuck, Josh.”
I took a long pull on my beer and waited for him to continue.
“This could have been you and Ash. I could have been standing here talking to you about your wedding, teasing you about the fact that you are having a joint bachelor / bachelorette party, and I could be an awesome uncle by now. You and Ash would have made it. I knew from that first morning I met her that she was different, that she got under your skin, so I had no clue why you didn’t claim her. But now I know. ”
“You’re my big brother, my best friend. I couldn’t go through this crazy world without you, so I did what I had to do. I’d do it again if I had to. You fucking scared me though, Ky, so please don’t do that shit again.”
“I’ve got my girl now. I can guarantee you won’t see that man again.”
“Good,” I said, and tipped my bottle to him.
“So, you and Ash are good?”
“I am in so deep with her. I understand your obsession with Eden now, because I am feeling that with Ashlyn. I see no one but her. I could be in a room of 1000 people, and she would be the only person I saw.”
“You’re in love.”
“Yep. I’m telling her tonight,” I said, knowing that there was no way I could hold off on telling her that I had been in love with her for so long already.
“Are you two finished with your boy chat?” Ashlyn asked.
She appeared through the door and stepped onto the balcony, and I nearly shot my load in my pants. Jesus fucking Christ, I was a lucky bastard. She was a vision of perfection, wrapped in a tight silver dress and fuck-me pink heels.
“Ky, I’d just like to thank you for losing your balls and deciding on a combined bachelor and bachelorette party,” I announced in a thick, needy voice.
He smirked and shook his head, knowing exactly what I was referring to. “We leave in ten minutes. We are already late because of you two.” He kissed her cheek before disappearing through the glass doors and back into the living room.
“I’m not sorry, Ky,” Ashlyn shot after him with a teasing tone.
“Hey, boyfriend.” She turned to me with a sultry look and wrapped her arms around my neck. “I love saying that.”
“And I love hearing it.” I leaned in and placed a single kiss on her lips. “I can still taste you.”
“So we need to make a plan for our sleeping arrangements. I’ve decided that me and my body can’t be away from you for extended periods of time, because yes, you’ve won, my vibrator can’t live up to your cock.”
Best compliment ever. “And what are you suggesting, Ms. Hart?”
“You need to fall asleep inside of me at least four nights a week, and I want morning sex three of those four days. Oh, and I want to try car sex.”
Fuck, I loved this girl. “We need to negotiate, because once again, I don’t agree with your terms. My terms are these: I fall asleep inside you five nights a week, morning sex four times a week, office sex at least once a week, and you on my face twice a week.”
“My lady bits are going to be ruined.” She gasped. “Yet, surprisingly, they have just switched on at the thought of all that sex. And, well, you know how much I love being cowgirl Ashlyn. I love a good ride, whether it’s your face or cock.”
“I plan on taking very good care of your pussy, Ashy, and you’ll be going for long rides quite regularly.”
Her eyes flashed with heat, and I knew my girl wanted what she knew I could give her. “Do we have a deal?”
“Yes, yes we do. Now let’s go. The faster we get to Red Velvet, the quicker we can leave and get this arrangement underway. You’ve made me into a sex fiend.”
She grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the house. How the fuck had I gotten so lucky? There was nothing that could bring me down from this high.
“He has that look,” Tate said, taunting me.
I tore my gaze from Ashlyn and turned to find him, Ky, and Jack smirking at me, with knowing looks on their faces.
“Yep, completely pussy whipped,” Jack piped up.
“Welcome to the club, little brother,” Ky said and smirked.
“You are all fuckers.” I laughed, but I couldn’t deny it. Life was too good to be true.
“It’s about time you became a man and claimed her. She is a fucking goddess. Look at her out there. Every man with a pulse wants her, and there would be plenty of chicks that wouldn’t mind muff diving with her,” Jack said loudly.
“Did you seriously just use the term muff diving?” I scoffed, but my eyes were drawn back to the extravaganza that was Ashlyn Hart dancing.
“Yes, yes I did,” Jack responded with a smirk.
“What the fuck does Tanzi see in you?” I shot with a laugh.
“It’s called a big cock, Joshua, it gets all the girls.”
“That must be why she had my huge cock first. She couldn’t handle me on a regular basis, so she had to come to you. Small, more compact, not as pleasurable.”
Tate glared at both of us. “Could you please stop talking about my twin sister and your cocks?”
I tried to contain my smirk as Jack’s face stilled. He looked from me to the dance floor where Tanzi was grinding up against Savannah, and it was obvious that his mind was ticking and trying to figure out whether I had indeed fucked his fiancé. Tate gave me a slight nod of encouragement.
“When?” Jack asked, shooting me a smirk as if he trying to catch me out.
Fuck! Think quick, Josh.
“I found them fucking in the restaurant once. His white ass was the first thing I saw. For a split second, I was proud of the prick, because Jesus Christ he was pounding into the girl like a champion. I almost wanted to go and ask him for some tips, but then I realized it was my sister. I had nightmares for fucking weeks because I had to watch her walk around like she had a stick up her ass.”
Jack’s face was priceless. Thankfully for me, I had a great friendship with Tanzi, so she would laugh at this. However, I wasn’t sure how Jack was going to react.
“What are you talking about?”
My attention was stolen the moment I heard Ashlyn’s voice. The hairs on the back of my neck stood to attention, and a shiver of delight cascaded down my spine as my gaze lingered a moment too long on the curves of her body.
“Josh is sharing about him and Tanzi having a little fling back in the day. It’s the first I’ve heard about it,” Jack informed her, and it was only then that I remembered what we had been talking about.
Ashlyn turned and looked up at me, and I offered her a hopeful smile. This was blowing up in my face at a fast rate. Why the fuck had I decided to do this?