CHAPTER SEVETY-TWO

I woke up the next morning...or afternoon? The sun streaming through the windows made me think it was way too late for morning. Panicking, I sat up and stared at the two men sleeping blissfully unaware of how much time had passed. But I had to admit, after last night, I was so tired that I'm sure I could still sleep even longer.

"What are you doing up?" Reed murmured, running his long slender fingers down my arm.

"We slept in," I said, climbing over him to get out of bed. I stood up, feeling the soreness in my legs and pressure in my bladder. "And I need to pee."

"Dude, wake up," Reed groaned, pulling the pillow under his brother.

After I'm done, I washed my hands and stared at myself in the mirror. My hair was all messed up and out place, my lips swollen and pink spots coloured my neck and chest. I'm going to smack Connor in the head for this. Grinning to myself for getting thoroughly fucked, I touched my nipples with my cold wet hands.

"Need some help?" Connor asked.

His 'help'