“Ah, fuck,” Drew whines while everyone else offers their congratulations again.

Drew leans over and mock whispers. “You sure about this, little sis? You just got back together with the guy. I know you have the kid to think about but you two don’t even know each other anymore.”

She shakes her head. “That’s not true, Drew. I know it seems fast—I know we haven’t caught up on everything that’s happened over the past five years—but we’re still the same people together, only it’s better now. I know what I’m doing.”

Drew raises his beer. “Well, then I guess it’s my job to give you my blessing.” He gives me a stern look. “But don’t forget what I said earlier. You hurt her and I’ll hurt you.”

“No worries there, man,” I assure him. “I have no intention of ever doing that again.”

Brody claps Drew on the back. “Well, now that the bodily threats are out of the way, let’s celebrate! Big brother here would be happy to buy a round of shots to offer his blessing. Right, buddy?”

Drew rolls his eyes and grunts.

Brody laughs and calls our waitress over. “Hey, Jessica. Can we get a round of Patròn for everyone? Put it on the big sulky guy’s tab here.”

“Sure thing, guys,” Jessica laughs.

We drink our shots when they arrive and trade jibes while watching the game. As I look around the table I can’t help but think what a lucky sonofabitch I am. I have a great group of friends, the most incredible son anyone could ever ask for, and the most amazing girl by my side. Devyn offers me a shy smile when she catches me staring at her. My God, she’s beautiful. I can’t imagine ever getting over the excitement that I feel every time I look at her. And it’s not just her physical features. She fucking radiates goodness, compassion, love, and this sexiness that she doesn’t seem to be aware of, but it’s inherently a part of her. She challenges me like no other. She keeps me grounded. She makes me want to be the best version of myself. I know that I’d be an entirely different man without her in my life.

She slyly moves her hand over my thigh, making me alter my thoughts about her inability to recognize her own sexiness.

Her fingers creep up higher and higher until they reach the bulge behind my fly. Her pinky lazily moves up and down over my dick. She gives me a saucy smile when I start rising to the occasion, confirming that she knows exactly what she’s doing. She leans into me slightly and her entire hand joins in on the action. Fuck, she’s practically giving me a hand job under the table in front of everyone! I’m going to embarrass myself pretty fucking quickly if she keeps this up.

Without warning, Devyn suddenly releases her grip and stands up. “I have to go to the bathroom. Be right back.”

I jump up so fast, I have to save my chair from toppling over. “Yeah…me too. What she said.”

I practically run after her and catch her in the hallway to the bathroom. I cage her against a door that’s marked Employees Only and grind my hard-on into her backside. “You’re going to pay for that, you little temptress.”

She arches her back, pressing herself into me. “Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?”

I try the knob to the door and it’s unlocked. I peek my head into a storage closet. Perfect!

I open the door wider and shove her inside. “You’ll see.”

I pin her against the wall and our lips instantly crash into each other. Her moans are like fuel, igniting this flame of desire that’s always present when I’m anywhere near her. She fists my hair and meets every stroke of my tongue with ravenous strokes of her own. My dick feels like it’s about to burst through my zipper but my thoughts shift away from relieving the ache to give her more pleasure.

I untuck her blouse, being a little rougher than I probably should but I need to feel her skin. I bunch the material up and I’m rewarded with a pale pink lace bra. Best of all, it closes in the front. As I pop the clasp, I silently thank the genius that invented these things. Her tits spring free and my mouth instantly attacks them. I take one pretty pink tip into my mouth while I mold the other with my hand. She’s curvier than she was before, pretty much everywhere, but especially here. I can’t wait to get my hands on the rest of her.

“ Rye,” she pants.

Devyn hooks her leg around mine and her pencil skirt starts riding up her thigh. I grab her with both hands and shove it up further, then I pick her up and wrap her legs around my hips. She shivers when I run my finger over her matching panties. We both watch as I slip my index finger beneath the fabric and trace her silky smooth skin.

I smile when I get to the center of her body and realize that she no longer has that little strip of curls. “This is different.”

She gasps when I move my finger downward. “You like it?”

I dip my hand even lower and find her soaking wet. Fuck, I think I’m going to jizz in my pants like a teenager. “I love it, baby. I can’t wait to put my mouth all over you.”

I push a finger inside and she gasps loudly. “Oh God, yes!”

I pump my fingers in and out. “You’re so wet, baby. I think you liked getting me all worked up under the table. Didn’t you?” I nibble her neck while I continue to work her down below. I stop moving when she doesn’t answer.

“What are you doing?” she says. “Don’t friggin’ stop now!”

I smirk against her cheek. “Just tell me what I want to hear, baby. Your panties were soaked before we ever came in here, weren’t they? You loved knowing that you were making me hard in front of everyone, didn’t you?”

She digs her nails into my shoulders. “Yes! Now start moving, damn it!”

I chuckle. “Yes, ma’am.”

DEVYN

I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS is happening right now. We’re in a broom closet in a bar! As Riley circles my sensitive bud while simultaneously pumping his fingers, I can’t find the will to care anymore. God, I haven’t been this excited in ages. Probably since the last time we were together.

There’s a small mirror on the opposite wall and I catch site of my reflection. My lips are parted, my breasts rise and fall with each sharp breath, my nipples are tightened into pebbles, and my skin has the telltale flush of arousal.

Riley follows my eyes to the mirror and smiles. “You look like a fucking goddess right now. Do you see how goddamn beautiful you are?” He picks up the pace using a skilled mixture of feather light touches and measured rubs.

“Oh, Rye, I’m so close. Please,” I moan.

He adds a second finger and begins to curl them inside of me. “Like this, baby?”

Out of my mind with the desire to come, I lift my hips as much as possible to match his movements. “YES! Keep doing that!”

The room is quiet except for our heavy breathing and the wet glide of his fingers. Riley thrusts his fingers once more and my orgasm explodes out of me. He continues pumping them in and out while my body clamps down on him. I scream over and over as I come until he slams his hand over my mouth.

“Ssshh,” he chuckles. “Someone’s going to think I’m murdering you in here.”

RILEY

DEVYN SLIDES DOWN MY body after I finished rocking her world with my hand. My eyes never leave hers as I suck her sweet juices off my fingers.

“Mmm, even better than I remember.”

She blushes as she sets her clothing back into its rightful position. “I can’t believe we just did that! Everybody’s going to know what we were up to when we go back out there. Do you think they’d notice if we snuck out the back door?”

I smile. “You want some back door action, huh?”

Her mouth gapes and she smacks my chest. “Oh my God, you’re such a pervert!”

I shrug. “I didn’t hear you complaining a minute ago.”

She smirks. “Uh, no. Definitely not going to complain about that.” She looks down to my obvious erection. “You still need to be taken care of. You can’t go out there like that.”