Lawful: Gia ~ Hunter ~ Julian ~ Jarrod

“Did you get through to Ivy?” Parker asks, glancing around the table.

“She said to tell everyone that she’s sorry but she has other plans.”

At my words I notice Hunter briefly glance at my father who tightens his jaw in annoyance—I wonder why? My best friend at one time had a crush on my dad, which I don’t think she knows I’d figured out. But why is my father tense at the mention of Ivy. Does he know how she felt about him? I can’t imagine him being embarrassed by her. I mean nothing embarrasses him.

My husband knows something, which I’ll get out of him when we’re alone, but for now I turn my attention to my father while he’s in conversation with Julian. The two men have their heads together and seem to be forming some sort of plan. I glance at Hunter to see if he’s watching and instead his brows are drawn while he finishes off his dinner.

I slide my hand over his on my thigh and smile when our fingers intertwine. “What’s brewing?” I indicate toward my father and Jarrod with a nod of my head.

Hunter smiles. “I have no idea.” He kisses my cheek. “Don’t worry.”

I curve my hand around his neck to keep him close. “We need a shower,” I whisper as my other hand runs up his thigh to brush against his thick erection.

He bites his lip in response but he doesn’t remove my hand, which has now moved down to rub against his balls.

A throat being cleared doesn’t stop my investigation below the table, but I do turn and find Julian with a raised brow and my father looking anywhere but at me.

“Sorry.” I sit back in my chair and grin at Hunter’s wince as he uses his hand to move his dick into a less obvious position. Nothing seems to work though as the long, thick, rigid flesh pulses beneath the thin material of his pants.

“Stop being an old maid,” Parker grumbles at Julian. “At least he lets her touch it.”

At Parker’s words we all go silent and all eyes focus on Parker and Julian. The poor guy looks ready to blow with embarrassment coating his face. The muscles in his jaw tighten before he shoots to his feet, pulling Parker up with him.

“We need to talk,” he growls and drags Parker out of the kitchen.

I glance at my father and then to Hunter. “That was, um, interesting…he won’t let her touch it.” I giggle before I try and pull myself together by clearing my throat.

On the third attempt, I manage to hold my father’s gaze. “Have they been like this the whole time?”

He sighs. “Pretty much… He thinks she’s too young. She thinks he’s full of crap.” Shaking his head my father moves away from the table. “I’m going to call it a night.” He bends and kisses the top of my head. “I’m glad you’re home.”

“Me too, Dad.” I offer him a tired smile and watch him head toward the stairs.

Hunter takes my hand and brings it up to his lips where he kisses my palm before placing it against the scruff on his face. “I’ll load the dishwasher if you want to get started on that shower.” He smiles. “Wait for me in there, okay? I won’t be long.”

“I’ll do that.” I make no move.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?”

“My dad…which is totally weird considering what we were just talking about, but…I think he’s lonely, Hunter. I hate seeing him so alone. It’s never bothered me as much as it does now.”

“He’s still a young guy, Gia. If he wanted to find someone then I’m sure he would have done.”

“I don’t know.” I bite my lip with worry until Hunter hauls me to my feet.

“Shower.” He smacks my ass.

I allow Hunter to push me out of the kitchen with another swat to my butt before I make my way upstairs to our room.

There’s something going on with my father though and I have a feeling that my sneaky husband knows just what it is.

He can’t resist me, so when I have him exactly where I want him, he’ll tell me. Smiling to myself, I remove my clothing as I stroll into the bathroom and turn the shower on.

Minutes later, I feel a slight draft and glance behind me to find my very aroused husband climbing into the shower, a suggestive smile on his lips. He moves in closer and grasping my hips, he places feather-light kisses along my neck and shoulders, sending shivers all the way through my sensitive body.

Reaching behind me, my hands land on Hunter’s hips. I step closer and when I feel his erection rub between the cleft of my bottom, I dig my nails into his butt and feel his dick jerk.

He reaches to the side for the shower gel and squeezing a large amount into his hands, he starts to explore my body with heated strokes. My heart pounds with love for this man as his hands stroke slowly down my arms, briefly lacing our fingers together before he places a sensuous kiss against my shoulder. He caresses back up my arms to my shoulders, and moves slowly along my collarbone, then finally to my aching breasts. He massages them with his gel-covered hands, rubbing my aroused nipples between his fingers.