to get dark outside. “I should get going. I have homework.” She jumps to her feet and comes forward to give me a hug. “Thanks for asking me over tonight.”
Tyler stands and opens his arms to her. “What about me? Don’t I get a hug?”
Smiling, my sister launches herself at Tyler. “Of course you get a hug.”
As Tyler envelops her in a bear hug, he meets my gaze over the top of her head and smiles. “If you need anything, Layla, we’re here for you. All you have to do is ask.”
She beams at the both of us. “I love you guys.”
We walk her out to her car and wait until she’s safely buckled into the front passenger seat.
As Sean starts the engine, Layla sticks her earbuds in her ears, leans back in her seat, and closes her eyes. I’m not sure if she’s doing it to block out the voices or so she doesn’t have to talk to Sean.
“Hello, Sean,” Tyler says, peering inside the car. “Good to see you again.”
Sean barely glances at Tyler. “Yeah, sure.” And without another word, he puts the car in reverse and backs out of the driveway way too fast, the tires squealing as he hits the gas pedal and tears down the street.
Tyler scowls at the car’s retreating taillights. “There’s definitely something off with that guy.”
“You’re such a cop,” I say, smiling as I slip my arm around his waist and we walk up the front steps to the door. “Come on. Let’s clean up our dishes, and then we can Netflix and chill.”
“Isn’t that a euphemism for something?”
Smiling, I grab his hand and pull him inside. “You bet it is.”
* * *
When we go to bed that night, Tyler rolls me onto my belly and begins massaging my back. His touch is perfect—firm, but not too hard. The pressure is enough to make my muscles melt and my nerves tingle.
As he gently digs his thumbs into my shoulders, I groan. “God, that feels good.”
“That’s the plan.” He chuckles as he drops a light kiss on the side of my neck, right behind my ear where I’m ticklish. I shiver.
Tyler moves methodically down my body, kneading my arms next, all the way down to my palms and fingers. Then he massages my back, running his knuckles firmly down my spine. His hands are soon replaced by his mouth, and he trails kisses down my back, to my waist, then lower. My body heats, my dick hardening. I have to shift my position to make room for a growing erection.
His mouth is everywhere, hot and hungry. Playfully, he bites my left butt cheek, then soothes the spot with his tongue. Then he bites the right one. He rolls me onto my back and leans over me as he takes my erection in hand and starts stroking me.
“I’ll tell you what I thought when I first saw you,” he says, his voice low. “My body lit up like fireworks. My chest was on fire, and I had trouble breathing. I didn’t know what to think. I’d never had such a physical reaction to anyone before. To be honest, it was unsettling.”
I smile, thinking back to that first night. He seemed so unsure of himself. When I touch his face, he turns his head to plant a kiss in the center of my palm. “You know what I thought?” I ask him.
“What?”
“I wanted you more than my next breath. And later that night, when you came to the marina to investigate Eric’s murder… as upset as I was over Eric’s death, when I saw you, I just knew you were the one. Fate wouldn’t put us together twice in one night if we weren’t destined to be together.” Smiling, I sit up to kiss him.
“I don’t believe in fate or destiny,” he says. “But when I saw you that night at the marina… knowing how close you’d come to a murder scene—it shook me. The case became personal because I couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to you.”
Tyler urges me to lie back down. I watch in fascination as he runs his tongue up the length of my erection and swirls it over the head. He teases me to the point that I’m gasping before he takes me into his mouth. Mesmerized, I watch him. The sight of my cock disappearing into his mouth, his lips caressing me as moves on me… it’s mind blowing.
I throw my head back onto the pillow and close