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“And a relationship like this… Our family would never approve.” She tackles my shirt, and while I’m happy to be one step closer to naked with her, I miss her touch on my cock.
I unfasten her bra. “Which is why we have to keep this a secret. Unless we’re sure…” Damn her tits are perfect. I hold them in my hands, dragging my thumbs over her tight rosy nubs.
She works the waistband of my underwear over my erection and pushes them down. “Which is why you have to audition. We might try it out and decide it’s not for us.”
I don’t think that’s going to be the problem, but I can’t bring myself to say it. I just don’t understand how I could give my heart away to women who didn’t want it. I guide her to the counter.
“Perfect. I can just lean over this. It keeps it not personal, that’s what I read on the blogs.”
Blogs? I spin her around. “You’re not getting away with that shit.” I plop her onto the counter, her ass smacking against the Formica, and scoot her to the very edge.
“The blogs also suggested dirty talk. Can we try that?”
“That one’s fine. But you have to face me so I can watch you come.” With my cock pressed between us, I lean in and kiss her lips. It was so fucking hot watching Axel kiss her, just like watching Knight fuck her, and now I get to do both at the same time.
I line my cock up, pressing into her sweet pussy lips. They barely make room for me. Her legs are spread wide, her hands run up and down my arms. This is going to be harder than I thought.
Every time I woke up last night, and then several times today, I yanked one out, trying to prime myself. But her scent is a sugared version of crack, and her big eyes looking up at me, and those lips that are red and swollen from our kiss. I can barely hang on.
“I’m ready for your big fat cock to fill me,” she says.
For fuck’s sake, she went for gold with the dirty talk. I close my eyes to eliminate the visual, and I quit breathing to cut off her scent. I even try to pull back and wrap my fist around my cock to gain control, but I can’t. My balls blow load after load onto her.
I force my eyes open so I can watch. One white splat after another coats the dark curls of her pussy, her ivory skin, the countertop. Shit, I shot some on the backsplash and some up on the cabinets. She laughs and her tits bounce, giving me a moving target. I hit those too, streaking her rosy nipples with white stripes.
Fuck. The laughter starts behind me. They’re never going to let me live this down.
Nine
Wendy
“Thanksforpickingupthis extra shift, Wendy. Now that the line’s down, I may take off,” Liz says then escorts a brother and sister away from Santa. She was one of my bridesmaids.
With a sudden lack of employment, I’ll pick up all the extra shifts I can get. I tweaked my resume and spent a few more hours applying for jobs this morning. Or maybe it was a few minutes. Even now, as I think of last night, my hand migrates to my belly. I stop it before it dips lower.
My ‘no commitment’ approach is faltering at the hands of my stepbrothers.
I motion to the next family in line. “Your turn.”
The mom has a baby in her arms and a little girl by her side. They’re adorable. She holds her finger up. “Hang on a second. I was holding a place for someone.” She turns to the side. “It’s your turn, Sir.”
Forcing my hand from my belly, I question the insanity of my rebellion. Running away from my wedding was self-preservation. Having unprotected sex with my stepbrothers is fate-sealing. My father would say I’m still a foolish, invincible teenager in need of guidance from wise men like him…and his business partner.
Can I get a vomit emoji? Oops, bad choice. I chuckle to myself. Vomiting after unprotected sex would indicate something I can’t believe I risked. I was so caught up in the moment and the safety of my brothers, that my mind went on Christmas vacation early.
Santa says, “I can’t believe you’re back at work so soon after the fiasco. Don’t get me wrong, you did the right thing, calling off the wedding.” Santa’s fairly understanding. He’s one of my brothers’ friends, Mammoth, in the local MC. Apparently, he and my brothers had talked about the marriage not seeming like a good thing.
Was it obvious to everyone except me?
Santa freezes, then leans to look past me, and raises a white-gloved hand. “Hey, didn’t expect to see you here.”
I turn, curious who showed up. The weakness in my knees, the fluttering in my chest, and the exhilaration that’s zinging through my insides faster than Santa can circle the globe on Christmas Eve tell me exactly how I feel about my stepbrothers.
Knight, Axel, and Nova walk toward us on the red carpet laid over the fake snow. The lady with the kid and baby is smiling. Is this who she was holding a place for? Shit.
“Hey guys, do you need something?” I stammer.
Knight winks at me. Yes, I need that too. No, I can’t think about that here.
