At what point did I tell my brothers the truth? Should I even bother if Levi was leaving?
If.I wished it was an if. I wished he liked it more here. That this place felt like his home.
But I couldn’t ask him to stay.
Mateo was in the same boat. The two of us had ended up in this small town for different reasons, and neither of us could imagine trying to talk someone like Levi into staying. He had a job and a big career and money and a home in a state that wasn’t Texas—all good things. Even with H-E-B and the toasted nuts from Buccee’s and delicious Tex-Mex food, I knew it wasn’t enough to keep him here.
I forced a smile.
I would be convincing. I had to be. I could play pretend, right? I could act like I wastotally finewith Levi leaving in eight days, and my oldest brother not knowing I was dating his best friends behind his back.
Right, right, right.
Except over the last couple of years, I’d gotten really bad at pretending to be totally fine. Clearly—given I still hadn’t talked to my mom. And frankly, I wasn’t going to until she came to me first.Ifshe came to me first.
When did everything get so goddamn hard? I tucked my hair behind my ears and ruffled my bangs, pressing my lips into a hard line.
My ass cheeks were a little sore. Every time I sat down, I thought about being spanked by Mateo and Levi. Thought about them sharing me between them, about me taking their cocks at the same time.
I wasn’t ashamed to admit I wanted more. I was kinky, I already knew that. But actually getting to have all the kinky sex I’d always wanted? Made it even better and hotter. All of the sketches from our night in the art gallery were slowly turning into a series of paintings I had no business working on, but couldn’t stop myself from doing.
For my eyes only.
Another text lit up my phone screen. I leaned over and smiled.
Levi: I’m walking over. I’ll keep my hands to myself . . .
You don’t need to until everyone else is here
Levi’s knock echoed through my house and I was at the door in seconds. He leaned against the doorframe with a slight scowl, looking stupidly handsome and rugged and?—
“I had a dream this morning that I woke up with you inside me,” I blurted out.
His brows shot up and he stepped into the foyer, caging me against the wall as he kicked the door shut. “Oh really?”
“Yeah,” I squeaked.
“What a wonderfully vivid dream.” He leaned down, his mouth brushing against mine. “I dreamed that Mateo and I fucked you together in your bed. You took my cock down your throat and he took your pussy.”
“Did you?” I gasped.
“No. But I’ve been fantasizing about that.”
“We should—fuck.” My words faltered as his lips sucked the tender part of my neck. A shiver worked up my spine. “Levi.”
“We should fuck?”
“No—yes.”
“We don’t have time.” He chuckled as another knock on the door interrupted us.
My mouth dropped and I glared, cheeks crimson. “Did you plan that?”
“No. Your brothers just have awful timing.”
He stole one more quick kiss and I covered my mouth as he turned to open the door, and I took the opportunity to flee down the hall because I wasnotthat good of an actor. I needed a glass of cold water and a fucking horny tranquilizer to get through tonight.
I opened the fridge as my brothers’ voices echoed from the front door, followed by a few laughs. And then there was Mateo’s voice rising above theirs—more laughter.
