Chapter 67

“You’re one of those people,” said Dom, reaching up to grab Kiko’s head with a hand. “Pull the tape off so you have a perfect unripped square of paper.”

“Guilty,” said Kiko, resisting Dom’s attempts to direct him to his cock instead. “And that’s just how it’s going to work with you, too.”

Dom groaned loudly, thrust up, but Kiko pulled back, grinning. Dom opened his mouth to say something but froze at the knock on the door. Kiko frowned, confused; he hadn’t heard the kids up yet, and at any rate Gaby was considerate enough to take them downstairs and get started on coffee. He got out of bed and wrapped a robe around himself, thinking that would cover some of the obviousness of his erection.

Devin stood outside the door, not looking happy.

“How do you work your coffeepot?” he asked, forcing the words out through his teeth.

“Morning, Devin,” said Dom cheerfully. He waved from the bed, shirtless, though he had pulled up the blanket over his bottom half. Devin cringed.