He drank from her, tipping her head to the side, thrusting his tongue in, and taking all that she offered and giving in return. He backed her up to the wall and aligned his body against hers. His chest to her chest. His cock to her sex. His lips never leaving hers, tackling her tongue and devouring her.

“Hey, E! You up there?” Parker yelled from downstairs.

Ethan ignored him. He slid a hand to her waist and pulled her shirt up, his rougher hands gliding along her skin.

“Ethan!”

Sienna ducked beneath his arm and drew in a deep breath. “Is that your brother?” she asked through puffy lips and desire-laden eyes.

“Yeah, cockblocker,” Ethan muttered.

She rolled her eyes. “I’m going to pull myself together before I meet them. Go distract them or something.” Grabbing her suitcase, she rolled it into the nearest room.

The one he knew had a king-size bed.

With that thought on his mind, he adjusted his dick and headed downstairs to see his brother.

“Ethan!” Emily met up with him as he hit the bottom step.

Contrary to what he’d told Sienna, she greeted him like they were old friends, pulling him into a sisterly hug. “I’m so glad you came to visit.”

He stepped back and studied his brother’s wife. She was the antithesis of the New York woman, no makeup, jeans and a flowing top disguising the beginnings of her pregnancy, her hair pulled up on top of her head in a messy but cute bun. She was adorable and fit Parker to a T. Much more than Ethan had thought when he’d first laid eyes on her and assumed she was after his brother for his money. He winced at the awful memory of Emily overhearing him say exactly that.

“Hi, Emily. It’s good to see you, too.” He stepped back, catching sight of his brother on the other side of the room. “Hey … umm … about my general shitty attitude every time we’ve been together until now. I’m sorry,” Ethan said.

Her eyes opened wide. “I think that’s the nicest thing anyone’s said to me.” She grinned at him and shook her head. “No apologies necessary. No rehashing allowed, either.”

She was a generous soul and Ethan was glad his brother had found her. “Thanks,” he said.

“Aww, you can be sweet.” Sienna’s voice sounded from behind him and he realized she’d overheard him.

Oh, well. It wasn’t like he hadn’t shown her what an asshole he could be firsthand. Now she saw his better side.

He gestured for her to join him, and when she did, he pulled her hand into his. “Sienna Dare, this is my sister-in-law Emily, and the quiet guy over there is my middle brother, Parker.”

Parker waved a hand in the air and strode over, as Sienna and Emily said their hellos.

“So you’re the woman who got this guy’s head back on straight. I’m happy to meet you,” Parker said, a mouthful for the sibling they called Switzerland because he rarely took sides and sat on the proverbial fence. Of course, there was also the fact that he’d been an Olympic champion skier before he’d blown out his knee, twice, that contributed to the nickname.