“Dude.” I grip his shoulder and shake him as he reaches in the fridge to pull out a beer. “Since when the hell do you drink beer?”

He smirks while leaning against the fridge and unbuttoning his shirt with one hand. “I told you, man. I’m done with that hard shit. I don’t need it anymore.” He takes a swig of his beer. “I can’t be all shitfaced when I have a woman to please and a job to do. I’m not fucking shit up.”

Wish I would have been that smart.

“Good shit. Where is that sexy little mama anyways? I’m sure she’s missing me by now.” I wink and grab his beer out of his hand. I get ready to take a drink, but he swats my dick, causing me to groan out as he steals his beer back.

“My bad, mother fucker,” he says with a grin. “And hell no. She doesn’t miss you. Trust me. I keep my woman well above satisfied. Why do you think we never leave the bedroom?” He gives me a cocky grin.

“It would be better if I joined. You can’t deny it,” I tease, causing him to tense up. “She’s already touched my-”

“Umm. What are you boys doing in here?”

We both look over to see Aspen leaning against the door wearing one of Slade’s t-shirts. She smiles at me before turning her attention to Slade and practically growling.

Slade tilts back his beer before shoving it into my chest and walking over to stand in front of Aspen. He presses his body against hers and kisses her neck before picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Mmm . . . damn baby. You’ve been here waiting for me?” Aspen nods her head while biting her bottom lip. “I’ve been thinking about your sexy ass all day. I need a taste of my woman.”

She pulls Slade’s bottom lip into her mouth, causing him to growl. “I want to see you strip out of that sexy suit, baby. You know, I still can’t get used to seeing you in it, but it’s so, so, so sexy.” I watch as she trails her tongue along his jaw up to the lobe of his ear.

“Oh yeah. Keep on talking like that and I’ll take you right here.”

Pushing down on my erection, I lean against the counter and eye them both up. “Hell yes. Just don’t get mad if I jerk off to you guys fucking. I’ll do my best not to join.” I pause as they both look over at me. “Unless you want me to. I don’t mind getting you both off. My cock is irresistible, so don’t complain if you get addicted.”

“Fuck off, Hemy.” Slade calls over his shoulder as he starts walking away with Aspen. “Save your dick for the private party tonight. I’m sure you’ll be using it a lot.”

Aspen smiles at me from over Slade’s shoulder and I bite my bottom lip as I point at my cock in question. She laughs and shakes her head as I tilt back the bottle of beer.

Aspen and I have a little playful side, but Slade has gotten used to it. He knows I would never really fuck with his woman. Back before, I thought nothing of it, because Slade treated women just as I do now. Nothing but a good fuck to pass the time and get my head off of shit. Things are different now. Slade is a changed man. He’s been seeing Aspen for a month now. I’ve never seen him so damn happy in my life. He even started taking on some cases against drunk drivers or some shit and has completely stopped stripping. He’s working hard toward a happy life for them. Aspen is his Onyx. At least he’s smart enough to keep her.

Cale passes the happy couple in question and pops into the kitchen. “I’m ready, man. I wanted to wear a uniform or some shit to make it more exciting tonight, but I don’t have shit in my closet.” Cale runs his hand through his hair while in thought. “I’m tired of just stripping out of my jeans and t-shirt. It’s getting boring. Same shit different day.”

“Is that right?” I think for a second while finishing off the last of the beer in my hand, before tossing the empty bottle in the trash. “Follow me. I’m sure Slade won’t mind if we borrow a couple of his suits. I bet we’ll look like fucking studs. If there was a way to wear an invisible sign that said guaranteed mind-blowing orgasm here, this would be it.” We rush up the steps to Slade’s room.

When I get to his door I hear something fall over and crash to the floor. This fucker really doesn’t waste any time. I knock once on the door before pushing the door open and stepping inside.

Oh damn . . .

Slade has Aspen leaned over his dresser with her hands gripping onto the sides. Her upper half is completely bare and pressed against the wood. He has each of his hands locked onto her hips, lifting her feet off the floor, and pounding into her from behind.  He notices me walk in through the reflection in the mirror, so he pounds into her one last time and then stops to yell at us.

“Seriously, fuckers? Go ahead, just come on in and enjoy the show! Have some damn respect for Aspen at least. Shit.”

I raise my brows at the both of them and walk over to Slade’s closet. “I’m offended,” I say placing my palm over my heart. “You know damn good and well that I respect your woman. She is one fine piece of ass and she knows it,” I tease and wink at her, now staring back at me in the mirror.

She smiles back at my grin, knowing it just revs his engine up more. I knew the girl had a little kinky side buried beneath that shy exterior. I’d be willing to bet she’d let me watch if he would. “Carry on as if we’re not even here. Give us a few minutes and we’ll be gone. We need to borrow a couple of suits for tonight.” I peek over my shoulder and take in the sight of Slade moving in closer to her, as if he’s trying to hide what isn’t even visible. “Don’t keep your lady waiting, Slade.” Giving him hell is so much fun, because he’s so protective of her.

“You’re a real pain in the ass sometimes. You know that?” Aspen growls out trying to feign anger, but I hear the laughter in her tone she is trying to keep hidden. She has to have a sense of humor to deal with me, because I just don’t give a shit. “At least Cale is decent enough to peek in from the hallway. Yeah, I see you out there.”

Slade lets out a frustrated growl before standing Aspen up from the dresser and covering her nipples with the length of his arm as well as cupping her mound with the opposite hand. He walks them over together to grab Aspen a sheet to cover up with. “Just pick out your damn suits and get the hell out of here. Take them all. I don’t care. Just hurry the hell up. I’m putting a lock on my door tomorrow.”