gynecological needs, and God knows I have them.
“Good.” He pushes into me, and this time our shoulders stay linked, forming a long line of heat that tunnels right down between my thighs.
He winces. “We might want to hold off on saying anything to Cole.” His brows tweak in the direction of my brother’s bedroom. “I think he’d rearrange my man parts if he knew.”
“I won’t say a word,” it comes from me slow, seductive. I can’t believe I’m going away for an entire weekend with the most gorgeous guy on campus—on the planet, Pluto included. “I kind of like the idea of having a secret from my brother.” I bat my lashes into him and note the silver shadow over my left eye. I reach up and pluck it off, and we share a quiet laugh.
We steady our gaze over one another, and the room stills around us. It’s as if a fire ignited, rippling its way across all four walls. It’s so damn hot that even the tank top and silly micro shorts I’m wearing feel like far too much to have on.
I lean in a little to see if he’ll give.
Bryson leans in, matching me inch for inch. His face is stone cold, but I can feel the wanting radiating off his skin like heat off a radiator grill.
“Kiss me,” I whisper. My nipples tighten as if balling themselves in two tiny fists as they cheer me on. The word please is just about to leap from my lips.
His mouth curves in a devilish grin. Something tells me he loves to see me beg.
A door rattles in the hall, and Bryson leans back, deep into the couch.
Cole’s blonde bimbo tiptoes to the bathroom wearing nothing but a tank top that she’s holding over her freshly spanked bottom. Swear to God she’s sporting a handprint on her left thigh.
No sign of my overprotective big bro. Clearly this was a false alarm. And now I’ll never get that kiss.
“Goodnight, Baya.” Bryson gives his signature sad smile as he taps the wall on his way to bed.
“Night.” I call after him unable to control my elation.
Bryson wants me to spend an entire weekend with him, and my girl parts and me are already counting down the days.
Bryson
Saturday afternoon, on what’s panning out to be the final weekend we might see the sun for the next ten months, Holt invites us out on his boat.
“ Hey .” Cole nods over as I’m busy filling the cooler with water and beer. “Baya thinks she’s going.” He looks pissed at the thought.
“That’s because I invited her.” I took her to the Black Bear last night, and she wanted a kiss after closing again, but I kindly shut her down. I made up some crap excuse about having to work on some internship bullshit, and she bought it, mostly. The truth is, I wanted that kiss as bad as she did, if not more. I wanted to dive into her mouth and run my tongue over every inch of her body right there in the back of my truck if she’d let me, but I can’t bring myself to do it. I’d take her down in grand style, and I’ll never be able to live with myself if I do. It’s not fair to Baya, and it’s not fair to Steph.
“ Un invite her.” Cole drills into me with those sage green eyes that he hooks the girls with. “I’ve got Taylor double D Diggs coming, and we both know she’s not shy about where she parties.”
“Sounds like your blowjob on the sea just got blown out of the water.”
“It’s a lake, moron.”
“You’re the moron. I’m not telling her she can’t go.”
Baya walks into the room with a hot pink bikini on and, holy shit, not one stitch more. Her tits melon out, nice and round, and her legs ride up from her high heels like two creamy stems that keep on going. I’ve ben jacking off in the shower every night this week thanks to the glorious stages of undress she’s been teasing me with, but she’s just taken my hard-on to a whole new level.
“It’s freezing out.” Cole snatches the towel from her hand and wraps it around her body like he’s concealing criminal evidence. “Throw on some sweats
“Good.” He pushes into me, and this time our shoulders stay linked, forming a long line of heat that tunnels right down between my thighs.
He winces. “We might want to hold off on saying anything to Cole.” His brows tweak in the direction of my brother’s bedroom. “I think he’d rearrange my man parts if he knew.”
“I won’t say a word,” it comes from me slow, seductive. I can’t believe I’m going away for an entire weekend with the most gorgeous guy on campus—on the planet, Pluto included. “I kind of like the idea of having a secret from my brother.” I bat my lashes into him and note the silver shadow over my left eye. I reach up and pluck it off, and we share a quiet laugh.
We steady our gaze over one another, and the room stills around us. It’s as if a fire ignited, rippling its way across all four walls. It’s so damn hot that even the tank top and silly micro shorts I’m wearing feel like far too much to have on.
I lean in a little to see if he’ll give.
Bryson leans in, matching me inch for inch. His face is stone cold, but I can feel the wanting radiating off his skin like heat off a radiator grill.
“Kiss me,” I whisper. My nipples tighten as if balling themselves in two tiny fists as they cheer me on. The word please is just about to leap from my lips.
His mouth curves in a devilish grin. Something tells me he loves to see me beg.
A door rattles in the hall, and Bryson leans back, deep into the couch.
Cole’s blonde bimbo tiptoes to the bathroom wearing nothing but a tank top that she’s holding over her freshly spanked bottom. Swear to God she’s sporting a handprint on her left thigh.
No sign of my overprotective big bro. Clearly this was a false alarm. And now I’ll never get that kiss.
“Goodnight, Baya.” Bryson gives his signature sad smile as he taps the wall on his way to bed.
“Night.” I call after him unable to control my elation.
Bryson wants me to spend an entire weekend with him, and my girl parts and me are already counting down the days.
Bryson
Saturday afternoon, on what’s panning out to be the final weekend we might see the sun for the next ten months, Holt invites us out on his boat.
“ Hey .” Cole nods over as I’m busy filling the cooler with water and beer. “Baya thinks she’s going.” He looks pissed at the thought.
“That’s because I invited her.” I took her to the Black Bear last night, and she wanted a kiss after closing again, but I kindly shut her down. I made up some crap excuse about having to work on some internship bullshit, and she bought it, mostly. The truth is, I wanted that kiss as bad as she did, if not more. I wanted to dive into her mouth and run my tongue over every inch of her body right there in the back of my truck if she’d let me, but I can’t bring myself to do it. I’d take her down in grand style, and I’ll never be able to live with myself if I do. It’s not fair to Baya, and it’s not fair to Steph.
“ Un invite her.” Cole drills into me with those sage green eyes that he hooks the girls with. “I’ve got Taylor double D Diggs coming, and we both know she’s not shy about where she parties.”
“Sounds like your blowjob on the sea just got blown out of the water.”
“It’s a lake, moron.”
“You’re the moron. I’m not telling her she can’t go.”
Baya walks into the room with a hot pink bikini on and, holy shit, not one stitch more. Her tits melon out, nice and round, and her legs ride up from her high heels like two creamy stems that keep on going. I’ve ben jacking off in the shower every night this week thanks to the glorious stages of undress she’s been teasing me with, but she’s just taken my hard-on to a whole new level.
“It’s freezing out.” Cole snatches the towel from her hand and wraps it around her body like he’s concealing criminal evidence. “Throw on some sweats
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