Sweet Pain (Amatucci Family #3) - Sadie Jacks Page 0,121

into silence as the cool water poured down on us from the outdoor shower.

He jerked me to him as our bodies shivered. “I-I-I’m going t-t-to k-k-kill you for th-th-th-this.”

I kissed his chest. Inhaled when it felt like my lungs were no longer trying to cramp shut. “Come on, hero. It’s invigorating.” I danced out of his arms.

He lunged for me.

I scampered into the girls’ changing room, slammed the door shut.

“Willow!” he bellowed and pounded on the door.

I toweled off, changed back into my street clothes. When I whisked open the door, he was still standing there. Glaring. Naked. He was rubbing a towel over his chest.

“Aww, hero. Are you going to spank me?” I pushed up to my toes, kissed his chin. Seeing him naked in the low lights of the house had me rethinking my stance on corporal punishment.

His arms clamped around me like steel cables. He squeezed and squeezed until a little bleat of delight forced its way out of my mouth. He captured my lips, devastated my senses with his kiss.

Then he was gone. Like smoke or the residual heat from our bodies just moments ago. I groaned. “That wasn’t nice!” I yelled at him as he went into the changing room.

Now I was revved to go, baking and periods be damned.

With a whoosh, the door opened. He stood there in his jeans, tugging his shirt on over his head. His shoes were already on.

I darted forward, attacked his left nipple with tongue and lips and teeth. He groaned. He let his shirt drop, covering me under it, as he gripped my head.

“You’re not allowed to do this if we can’t have sex later. That’s not nice.” He lifted his shirt, pried me off his body.

Panting I looked up at him. “Are you going to be grossed out by it?” I let my hands dip and play with the muscles of his abs.

He snorted. “Hell no. I have been told it can make your cramps worse though. But I’ve also been told period sex can make them better. I think the determining vote will be up to you.”

I pouted. “Dang it. My cramps are already bad enough.”

He laughed. Kissed my nose. “Then let’s go home. Get some damn fat and protein to eat before we pass out. Then you can help me pick out my tux for Friday night.”

The heat that had flickered to life died a happy death as I thought about food. “I can get on board with that plan.” I tucked my hand in his back pocket and we strode off.

I locked the garage just as Turo came up the drive.

We waved, waited for him to get out of his car.

“You’re still here,” he said as he got out of his low slung car.

“Nah. Just figments of your imagination.” I smiled.

He rolled his eyes. “I’m about to have steak and eggs. You want?”

“Sure. Fat and protein in one simple meal.” I looked up at Ryker.

He nodded. “Works for me. Thanks for letting us use your hot tub. Where did you get it?”

I laughed as we followed Turo back into the garage. Instead of veering off to the left this time, we went to the right.

The two story vaulted ceilings made the stark interior seem almost cozy. And considering the dichotomy in those adjectives, I was always surprised when I walked into my oldest brother’s home.

He dropped his keys in the little tray that sat at the end of his kitchen island. He kicked his shoes off, left them where they fell. He bent, ripped his socks off. He scrunched his toes against the hardwood floors with a groan.

When he straightened, he looked at Ryker. “The hot tub is from the pool store?” He shrugged. “I don’t know. I went in, saw the biggest one they had, pointed at it. Said, ‘I’ll take that one.’ They delivered it that weekend.”

Ryker nodded as if Turo had just revealed the secrets of a good life. “Thanks for being almost no help whatsoever. I appreciate it.”

We all laughed.

“I’ve got the steaks in the fridge. If you can get the grill started outside, I’m going to change out of this monkey suit. I’ll turn on the heaters. I need to be outside for a while.” He bent, scooped up his shoes and socks and walked off down the main branch of the hallway.

I looked at Ryker. Pointed at the big wall of windows. “Obviously you know where the grill is. But the door is on the far left. I’ll