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8
Julian and Reece
I hadto admit that when we’d all lived under the same roof I’d, on many an occasion, dreamt of Nathan’s—and his brothers’—powerful hands kneading my breasts while their chiseled abs flexed as one or another of them slipped in and out of me. And that was back when I was a virgin and didn’t know a damn thing about sex except how to get myself off with my fingers.
And now, just like back then, my heart pounded against my chest, as wrong as my little fantasy was.
As promised, Nathan threw his shirt over a tree branch and as he returned to our blanket, I saw he’d revealed a little happy trail, disappearing into his shorts.
I wished I could follow that sexy line of hair…
Get a grip, idiot.
“Ah, much better,” he said, happily slapping his chest. “But what were you saying? About being here at the reunion?”
“Well, sitting on that bench back there, I felt… like I didn’t belong. Everyone else was happy. You know, having fun. Enjoying catching up. Me? Not so much. I had no good news about my life to share. That’s why I was pretty much hiding.”
“That’s totally ridiculous. You’re not—”
I raised a hand to stop him. “Nate, you’re nice, but let’s be honest, you don’t get it. Seriously, the only reason you’re single is because… well, I honestly have no fucking clue why you’re single. I mean, women have to be throwing themselves at your feet. They always have, and I’m sure that hasn’t stopped. So you don’t know what it’s like to be in my shoes.”
He looked at me like he wasn’t sure what to say next.
So, I continued. “Tell me, Nate. Why aren’t you partnered up with someone?”
He paused for a moment, and I wondered if I’d pushed things too far. After all, we’d rowed out to the island to discuss my shit, not dig into any of his.
“Ack. I’m sorry,” I murmured. “Always sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong.”
“No. You are not,” he said, and suddenly there were fingertips on my chin, turning my face in his direction.
I resisted at first, but when the pressure increased, I relented and turned, looking straight into his eyes. They were different somehow, and before I could ask what the hell he was doing, he leaned in… and kissed me.
Holy shit!
I started to move away. After all, this man was my freaking stepbrother. It didn’t matter how many times I’d masturbated to his memory over the years. It was weird. It was wrong.
And it had felt so nice.
But he pulled me back, kissing me deeply, thoroughly, with a touch I hadn’t felt in way too long. Actually, when I thought about it, nobody had ever kissed me the way he was.
And we were alone, lying on a soft blanket, with spots of sunshine warming us. It was… nice.
So, when he pressed me back onto the ground, instead of resisting, I draped my arms around his neck. He tasted slightly of the hard lemonade he was drinking, and his naked torso was warm under my fingers.
Electricity crackled through me as he brushed his lips along my neck. All I could do was moan, my hands roaming over his shoulders and back as I melted into his incredible assault.
I wanted to say no. But the words just wouldn’t come.
“Lift your hips,” he said quietly.
Without a thought, I obeyed, my breath catching as his right hand opened my shorts and shimmied them down my hips. Once they were off, I watched him remove his own shorts, followed by his boxers.
I had no idea what the fuck I was doing, and I wasn’t going to stop and think about it. I’d been thinking too much lately, and it had not done me a bit of good.
“Oh my god,” I gasped at the sight of his erection.
Nathan’s cock was long and thick and even though he was rock hard, veins pulsing in time to his heartbeat, he hung heavy and low as if too big to support himself.
