Page 56 of Lifeline

“I wasn’t planning on telling anyone for a bit; you were an accident,” I said, and then cocked my head. “How is that going, by the way?”

“Xander and Colin?”

“Yeah.”

“Uh, Xander confirmed that we’re back to business as usual. Which means you two have your scheduled day off, and why I was coming to get my tablet to go over some things before I went out to get more samples from some tributaries in the area. There’s…anyway.”

I smirked as I saw the flash of excitement in his eyes as he almost began spilling his guts about what he was going to do, but if he wanted to leave before his brother realized he was here, we definitely didn’t have time. “You and Jake traipsing off into the woods again?”

“No,” he said, looking down at the tablet. “Anyway, I was coming to get this before you two woke up. It’s not like I didn’t figure out you were here; I just…didn’t expect to see you.”

“Nature calls,” I said, looking up. “He probably won’t need to.”

“Yeah,” Reno huffed a light laugh. “He always wakes up an hour or two before he’s supposed to go piss. It’s like his bladder has its own schedule.”

“I used to call it his old man bladder.”

“That’s a good one,” he said, then looked me over. “Just make sure you two don’t blow apart again, alright? It’ll be nice to have you around longer, to see my brother happy, and hell, to have someone to talk shit about him with who knows him like I do.”

“I’ll hit you up for that if we actually settle on something,” I told him with a smile.

“Good,” he said and turned to walk away.

“Reno,” I began, and when he looked at me, I frowned. “Is everything okay?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?” he asked.

“I meant, between you and Jake?”

His lips thinned, but were turned up into a faint smile. “We’re best friends, of course we’re okay.”

As he walked off, I could have sworn I heard him mutter, “I hope,” but it was hard to tell when the door opened at the same time and let in the cacophony of birdsong and wind. I watched him go, looking down at his tablet as he walked away. There was clearly something going on with Reno, but if he wasn’t going to answer or even look like he wanted to explain, I knew better than to push. There were similarities between the brothers, and I would bet Reno was like Mika in that he loathed to be pushed before he was ready.

Turning around, I made my way back up the ladder and, stepping through the blanket he’d hung, I found Mika still asleep. He had moved onto his back, one arm thrown to the side and the other curled back so his hand lay on his ribs. It was an undeniably sweet look, but I guess everyone looked cuter when they were asleep.

I joined him on the mattress because, hell, if we were going to have the same day off, I was going to be lazy in bed after the week we’d had. I stopped when I looked at him from above and felt my stomach twist. Not unpleasantly, but the sunlight leaking through the small window above was bathing his body but politely avoiding his face.

Just as I had in the shower, I let my eyes rove over his body, but this time, I didn’t have to stand around and feel like a complete creep. I could appreciate the bulk he had put on since we were younger and the slight definition. It wasn’t the body of a lab nerd, but neither was it the same body I expected from someone active like Mav or Jake. I wanted to run my hands all over him, but to wake him up for a bit of groping seemed so…pitiful.

At least, basic groping seemed pitiful anyway. My eyes drifted to his underwear; one leg had ridden up his thigh, but it wasn’t his thigh that had my attention, though I definitely wanted to run my tongue along the sensitive skin. What had my interest was the rather obvious bulge that extended down the other leg. Did that mean he was turned on? No, but when he woke up, if he decided he didn’t want what I was aiming to do, I would just back off and accept the rejection.

I moved carefully; he wasn’t the world’s lightest or heaviest sleeper, but I didn’t want him awake yet. I knew better than to touch his thighs too much with my fingers; he was notoriously ticklish. Instead, I was left to work around his underwear, pulling the waistband up and reaching in, watching his face while gently pulling his dick free.

Seeing it in the sunlight made me realize that most of our fooling around had been done at night or, as with the other day, in the shadows. I pulled it upright, looking it over, appreciating its admirable size and the feel in my hand. Inching over, I got down between his legs and pulled his cock toward me, then wrapped my lips around him.

I felt his dick twitch as I slid my flattened tongue along the underside, back and forth, trying to coax pleasure for him while he slept. The endgame was to get him to wake up to the pleasure. Making sure I had his dick nice and wet, I eased my way further down, feeling him press my tongue down until it hit the back of my throat. My muscles protested; I silently told them to be quiet and swallowed, feeling his thickness fill my throat as it slid down.

Mika groaned, his face scrunching up as I took his cock all the way to the base. Another noise rumbled in his chest when I hung there, purposefully working my throat as best I could with him lodged in it, making the muscles squeeze and milk him. That was all it took for his eyes to snap open, a groan leaving his lips as his gaze flashed to me.

“Well, good morning,” he said, running his fingers through my hair. When I pulled back to greet him, he held my head, keeping him in my throat, then gave a few lazy thrusts. His rolling hips pushed him back to the root, and he hung there before repeating it, testing how much I could take. When he heard the noise coming from my throat as my muscles finally threw a fit, he let me go, and I coughed.

“Morning,” I said with a laugh, wiping my mouth and sliding up his body to hang over him.

“A good one so far,” he said with a smirk.

“I wondered if you might enjoy being woken up with head,” I snorted as I lowered myself, remembering I still had my underwear on but not caring as I pressed our bodies together.

“Oh, you wondered right,” he said and kissed me, taking it slow but making it deep all the same.