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Heat radiates from his body, and when his thick hand closes around Tia’s, my eyes fall closed and my head drops back, unable to focus on anything but the occasional brush of his skin as he guides Tia’s hand up and down my shaft.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, my voice pained in need.
My hand slips from his face, allowing him to move freely while he works my cock up and down, every stroke better than the last.
“Lucas, please.” Longing oozes from each syllable, and I shock myself by wanting to give into him, to allow him my touch.
My hand moves between us while the other rests on the locker beside him, where he remains flush against it. My fingers graze over the tip of his pierced cock, and arousal leaks from me when he moans at the simple touch. Then my palm encompasses Tia’s hand, and I pump in time with her.
Electricity flows through me as Cole loses control, and each pump of my cock becomes more erratic, encouraging my hand to do the same.
Ecstasy fills my balls as they draw up, threatening to burst with sheer pleasure.
“That’s it, let Tia show you how I like my cock fisted. Fist it like a good boy, Cole.”
My eyes snap open to gaze down between us and to witness the moment I allow him to please me.
“Holy shit.” His body tenses. “Jesus, Lucas.” His mouth falls open, and his cum spurts over my hand, spurt after hot spurt splashing over me.
My own cock erupts, and I revel in the fact that I controlled his orgasm, that I control every-fucking-thing about them both.
“Sooo fucking good,” I admit as my eyes roll.
Our chests heave as our orgasms dissipate into oblivion, along with the pleasure I felt only moments ago.
As his cum cools against my skin, I’m hit with a desperate need to banish the feeling.
To pretend I didn’t just cum on my brother’s hand, even if the evidence proves otherwise.
The walls feel like they’re closing in on me, my past coming back in the blink of an eye. Pain in my chest makes it difficult for me to breathe, so I exhale through my nose.
I step back, disconnecting from them and from what we just did.
My fingers fumble to rearrange myself in my boxers, buckling up the zipper. I remain focused on getting out of the changing room as soon as possible.
Spinning on my heels, I ignore them both, grabbing the gym towel off the bench, then wipe away his cum and throw it to the floor.
“Lucas?” Tia starts, but I shake my head, refusing to give her eye contact, refusing to see the disappointment coating her pretty features.
Straightening my shoulders, I march toward the door. I can never let that happen again. I refuse to go back there.
No matter how much I want him.
Chapter
Eighteen
TIA
Irock Mia in my arms. “She has enough milk for the rest of the week, right?” I glance up toward Lucas and smile when his eyes latch onto my chest. He knows he gets more milk from me when I have enough stocked away for Mia.
“Yes, almost a week’s worth.”
He nods. “I need to go over to the club for a meeting about the next fight. Are you sure you’ll be okay here?”
There’s been an odd tension between Cole and him since yesterday, and as much as I’d like to address it, I don’t want to seem like I’m forcing the issue. Lucas needs to realize in his own time how much he wants Cole. We both know he does, hell, we all do. But he can’t continue the push-pull he allows to happen because it’s hurting Cole. It’s hurting us.
Shaking my head to banish the thought, I concentrate on the here and now. “Why do you always ask me that?” I smile back at him and his overprotectiveness. “We have security, which I’m pretty sure is unnecessary, and if I go out, I go with one of you.Mia and I are going to have some tummy time, aren’t we, sweet pea.” I tickle Mia’s tummy, and she gifts me with a soft gurgle.
