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He continued to plunge his digits deep, and I wanted to shake him for trying to have a conversation while he delivered mind-blowing pleasure. I nodded, hoping he got what I meant. My legs were shaking, and I knew I needed more. Quickly, I pulled him up, and I ran the discarded loofah over his skin, hoping it had enough soap on it.
Turning off the water, I pushed the curtain aside and shoved a towel at him. Drying off quickly, I wrapped my hair up in the towel and pulled him out into the room with me. Zane went along with my actions, a curious look on his face.
Shoving him on the bed, I crawled up and took what I wanted. Because he was wrong about one thing. This was about him and me, and while it might also be about what happened earlier, it in no way diminished it. I wasn’t sleeping with him because I was scared. Far from it, in fact. Being in the driver’s seat meant I saw both the current route I was on and the final destination of where I wanted to be.
The explosions and messages only reminded me of what I wanted in my life. I wasn’t his. I was my own damn person, and I wanted to be with Zane. He was just as much a part of my future as Simon and Slade. Our history wasn’t as rich, but it was there, smudged between layers of trust and friendship, of lousy karaoke and 90’s pop references. Zane wasn’t perfect like Slade had thought, and it made me like him better because of it.
He’d made mistakes, but when it came down to it in the end, he’d been willing to sacrifice his own happiness if it meant his brother got the girl. Some people might consider that weak, his unwillingness to fight for what he wanted, but I saw it as his compassion and selflessness. He loved his brother in a way only a truly good person could—with his whole heart.
I wanted to be part of that.
I wasn’t in love with Zane yet, but I knew I could be, and I would fight for us to get a chance.
My thighs bracketed his, and I watched him as I grabbed his length, stroking him. His breath hitched, and his eyes grew large, begging me not to stop. Lifting up, I positioned myself over him and slowly sank down onto him. We both moaned, my own breath catching at the sensation.
Falling forward, I began to move slowly, getting used to his size. My breasts swayed with each movement, my wetness guiding me easily over him. Zane let me have control, our tempo slow as we got acquainted with one another. He shoved the towel off my head, my wet hair falling around me. Cupping my cheek, he stared into my eyes as I moved.
“I never thought I could have youandmy brother in my life. Being here with you, without hurting him, is the future I never could’ve imagined for myself. Especially after how everything went down. And yet, here you are, giving it to me, taking a chance to trust me, and letting me love you. You’re so brave and beautiful, Lennox. You wear your heart on the outside, allowing all of us to tattoo our names there, permanently sealing us to you. While I hate that you have this crazy imposter after you, I understand how he could fall madly in love with you and want to do whatever it takes to have you.”
Leaning forward, I kissed his lips, our breaths mixing. “There’s a big difference between you and the stalker, Zane. You knew it was wrong and stopped. You admitted it and feel remorse. You’re also not responsible for what happened to Duncan. Whoever was driving the car is. You’ve never tried to manipulate me or play on my emotions, like he has. You pretended to be your brother, but you never lied about who you were. And when it came down to it, you didn’t try to steal me away. Intentions matter, and from my standpoint, yours were out of love, and his are out of lust or control. He doesn’t know me, truly, or want me for who I am. Just the version of me he’s created in his twisted mind. I’m not that girl. I won’teverbe that girl.”
He rolled us over, placing me under him on my back in one motion. The movement had him thrusting deeper, as I gasped, a moan leaving my mouth. Zane held one leg as he started to pull out and move back in, never taking his eyes from mine as he did, cementing our souls together as well. When he pushed forward once more, he kissed me passionately, and I fell over the edge as his pelvic bone rubbed against my clit, a long moan echoing around us.
Zane held me close as he filled me, and I realized we’d forgotten to use a condom again. Thankfully, I was on birth control, but we would all need to discuss it to make sure we agreed and were clean. I didn’t doubt for one second any of them would’ve intentionally had sex if they knew. It was just one of those things I felt was important to talk about if you were in a relationship. The thought of being in a relationship with the three of them had me smiling wide, the reality of it sinking in.
“What has you smiling so wide, Noxy girl?”
“Just that I like the idea of being with you.”
Zane smiled wider, dropping a kiss on my lips. He went to respond but was interrupted by a loud shrieking hyena.
“Lennox James! I know y’all ain’t fucking in my bed?”
Turning my head, I took in my new bestie, standing in the doorway, hands on her hips as she attempted to scowl at me. Zane swore under his breath and tried to use the towel to cover his backside considering he was still inside me. The intrusion had him slipping out, though, and the emotional buildup of everything had me in hysterics. Laughing, I shielded myself as I looked at the blonde cowgirl. “Like you didn’t screw that one guy in my bed while I worked last week.”
Her scowl cracked, and she laughed while nodding. “Oh, yes. I climbed him like a beanstalk. Put some clothes on and throw those in the wash, will ya?” She asked, pointing at the sheets. She turned, waving over her shoulder, and I found Zane gaping after her.
“That’s the one and only Darcie.”
“She’s something.”
“You have no idea.”
Laughing, we climbed off, rinsing ourselves again and managing to find enough garments to cover ourselves until the laundry was done. While we waited, I introduced them to one another and filled Darce in on the whole tale. The more I said it out loud, the crazier it sounded. I didn’t think it could get any weirder from there. I should’ve known better.
Looked like I still hadn’t learned my lesson on shoulding.
Love Letter
Peach,
There was a moment today I thought I’d lost you. A deep wrenching pain hit me in my gut, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Knowing you felt like that before, that you never got the rush of relief I did when I heard your voice, broke something inside me for you. The fact you kept living your life, kept trying each day, proves to me even more how strong of a person you are. I don’t know if I could say the same of me.
I’d like to think I could, but even when I only thought you’d broken my heart, I couldn’t leave you. I hate that I punished you for loving him, for being angry at you when your grief shielded you from seeing me.
Yet again, you remind me why I love you. Because I know you don’t hold any of that against me. Your love and heart are pure. I’m not saying you’re perfect Peach, there are a lot of things that drive me crazy, so don’t let it go to your head. For instance, the way you open the store. You always blare the music while you sing and dance. Actually, I just hate how much it made me want you.
Okay, how about this one? I hate how you can’t say a fucking cuss word to save your life, how you bite your lip when you’re nervous, or hum when you’re drawing. Shit, yeah, I love those things too. Well, James, you’re not perfect, but it turns out you’re perfect for me.
