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Ourbigdayis finally here, and I feel like a kid on Christmas morning. I’m giddy, excited, nervous, scared, and as soon as my eyes fall on Mia… Horny. She’s standing with her back to me, and I can’t take my eyes off her as she clasps the bra that’s completing the red satin underwear set she’s wearing. Although the set looks beyond sinful on her sexy body—especially the way the bra pushes her tits together—it’s the black garter on her hips and see-through stockings that are getting my motor running.
Meeting my gaze in the full-length mirror she’s standing in front of, Mia says, “No, I know that look, and we don’t have time.” Despite her reproachful tone, she isn’t fooling me. No, sir. I see how her nostrils flare and her eyes dilate. “Stay on your side of the room, and we’ll be fine,” she quips.
I sigh audibly, but stay put because she’s right. We don’t have time for round two, or is it three? Three, I think… She woke up with my tongue inside her while my brothers played with her amazing tits and ass. Then we showered together… Yeah, it would definitely be round three.
“Think of something else,” Mia laughs as she eyes my growing dick.
Smirking, I shake my head before going back to the bathroom to brush my teeth and do my hair. It’s also to get away from her because seeing her definitely isn’t helping the tent-pole situation I have going on.
Can it technically still be called tenting if you’re naked? Searching my brain, I try to come up with an answer, which I can’t. I feel like that’s something I should know the answer to.
“Are you done hiding? I need help with my dress,” Mia calls, and when I don’t answer her immediately because my mouth is busy being massaged by my toothbrush, she adds, “And here I was led to believe that one perk of having three boyfriends is you have help when you need to zip your dress. I have three, and I’m struggling by myself.”
The ridiculous statement makes me snort. “Coming, sweets,” I shout back before pulling on a pair of boxers. She doesn’t deserve another eyeful with that boyfriend-labor attitude.
“No, absolutely not.” Crossing my arms over my chest, I look at her as she stands in front of my full-length mirror. “I will not tell you what to wear, but I’m not helping you get into that dress so you can parade around in front of all those people. Not today, Sat—sweets. Not today, sweets.”
She huffs, “What? What’s the problem?”
What’s the problem?
What’s the problem? Oh, I don’t know… That dress will keep me hard all day, and I need all my blood in my brain. Rather than answering her, I open the door and yell for Alec and CJ to join us in our bedroom because I need them for this perfect majority rule moment. If they take her side, I’ll fold like a house of cards, but I very much doubt that’ll be the case.
“What?” Alec asks as he comes into my room with CJ hot on his heels.
Turning around, Mia places her hands on her hips and cocks them to the side before raising her chin in a haughty expression. “What is this, Kas?” She may sound annoyed, however the mirth in her eyes tells a different story.
“What’s up?” CJ asks, unable to take his eyes off Mia.
Shrugging, I explain, “She needs help to zip her dress, and I’m not doing it.”
Alec looks dumbfounded at me, and CJ sniggers.
“I don’t want anyone else to see her in that dress. I’m not helping either.” Turning on his heel, Alec marches out of our bedroom.
“Am I the tiebreaker?” CJ asks, and I nod. “Yeah, sorry, babe. It looks like you have to find something else to wear.” With those words, my second brother retreats, leaving me alone with a pouty Mia.
Ha! Scoreboard update, I just earned myself umm… Three hundred points. Yeah, that seems like a fair number. I believe we’re tied. Hmm, did she only have two hundred? No, I’ll give her what she needs up to three hundred to make it fair.
I’m nothing if not fair.
“Sorry, sweets, majority rules. Do you have anything else to wear? If not, we’ll find a fancy shirt and some baggy pants—” I’m interrupted when Mia laughs and opens my wardrobe.
Confused, I watch as she takes out one of my white shirts and hands it to me before removing the hanger. Then she walks back to the mirror and moves her hair over one shoulder before skillfully hooking the steel wire into the zipper. “You were saying?” she asks with a smirk on her lips before seamlessly pulling the hanger up and thus, zipping her dress closed. “I said it was easier to get help, not that I couldn’t do it without. Don’t forget you three are my first boyfriends. How do you think I got by all these years?”
Scoreboard update: Mia one thousand, Kas three hundred and one.
I’m awarding myself another point for being a good sport.
That fucking red dress is hugging her in all the right places. She’s lust and beauty incarnate.
“Maybe it was a dick move, but can you blame me with how you look? And since I know what you’re rocking underneath…” I groan at the mere thought of getting to undress her later. Or hoist the dress up around her hips and bend her over…
“Mhmm, I get what you mean, but that changes nothing. If you had asked nicely, then maybe. But you didn’t so… Suffer!” Stretching, she lands a kiss on my cheek before walking into our bathroom with an exaggerated amount of pep in her step and sway in her hips.
The dress isn’t even that indecent. I doubt I’d look twice if anyone else wore it, but on her every-fucking-thing is tempting and sexy. It’s so long you can’t see her feet. The skirt comes in at her knees and then widens again where her hips are. Across her chest is a red bow that helps make it less revealing. Seriously, her cleavage isn’t even on display. The sexiness is all her. Her ridunkulous body, sharp mind, and amazing personality.
“What the fuck is this? They messed up our rentals.” Alec’s booming voice pulls me out of my stupor, and I don’t even have time to be suspicious of Mia when she giggles and quickly shuts and locks the bathroom door.
