she returns. “But if you don’t put me out of my misery, I’m not sure I’ll make it that long.”
As much as I like to pride myself on my self-control, I know exactly how she feels. All thought of talking goes out the window. I grab her and crush my mouth against hers.
Suddenly we’re a tangle of limbs. Our bodies twist around each other so quickly that I lose track of what’s hers and what’s mine. I only know that there are too many clothes between us, and I’ll do anything right now to be inside of her.
She appears to be feeling the same way, because suddenly she’s tugging at my shirt, trying to get it up over my head. We wrestle with each other, tearing our clothes off piece by piece and throwing them aside, until finally we’re naked. There is nothing between the two of us.
Her skin smells like heaven. It’s so soft and warm. And there’s already a thin layer of sweat, like dew, across her body. I pin her beneath me. I can hardly contain my need for her, but I don’t want to drive into her just yet. I want to savor this moment. The look in her eyes as she gazes up at me undoes me.
No, there will be no teasing today. No games. Just full, unbridled pleasure. I move my body between her legs, ready to bury myself in her.
And the bedroom door behind us flies open.
“Lily, are you— Oh God. ”
I freeze at the first sound of my sister’s voice, and beneath me, Lily lets out a small squeak.
“Oh God oh God oh God,” Louisa says. “I’m sorry. Oh God.”
I hear her run out and shut the door again, but I still can’t bring myself to move. All the need, all the urgency I felt a moment ago has suddenly disappeared. In a matter of seconds, my sister—my sister —has changed the entire atmosphere of the room.
I practically leap off of Lily. Suddenly it feels uncomfortable to be touching her. Lily remains on the bed, her bare chest rising and falling. Any other time, I’d be thinking about how much I wanted to get my mouth around one of those pink nipples. But right now, I’m not even sure where to look. I settle on the bed post.
What am I supposed to say? How does a man recover from an incident like this?
Lily starts to laugh. It’s a small, embarrassed sound at first, but it quickly grows in volume.
“I’m sorry,” she says, sitting up in the bed. “Lou’s coming with me to the salon today. It must be later than I thought.” She leans over and reaches for her phone on the nightstand, and I’m still not sure whether or not I should be watching the graceful way her body moves. “Shit. It’s already ten-thirty. No wonder she came looking for me.”
She climbs out of bed and is suddenly in front of me. Her cheeks are still flushed and her lips still swollen from our encounter.
“Can we finish this later?” she asks.
“We’re going to have to,” I grumble.
She smiles, than stands on her toes and gives me a quick kiss.
“Your sister will get over it,” she says. “And you will, too. It’s not like she didn’t know we have sex.”
“There’s a big fucking difference between knowing and witnessing it firsthand!”
She seems to find that amusing. “Every sibling relationship has a few awkward moments in it.”
“She and I have had plenty of awkward moments already. We didn’t need another one!”
Lily laughs so hard at this that her cheeks go red and her eyes water, but for the life of me, I can’t figure out what’s so damn funny.
CHAPTER NINE
LILY
Lou turns bright red when I finally meet her downstairs.
“I’m so sorry,” she says. “I knocked, I swear. I thought maybe you’d overslept or something.”
“It’s all right,” I assure her.
“Not if I scarred Calder for life.”
I smile at her astute analysis of her brother. He might not be opposed to feeling me up under a boat with reporters all around or playing a sexy game in the bathroom of a roadside sex shop, but he’s still trying to figure out this whole family thing, and having
As much as I like to pride myself on my self-control, I know exactly how she feels. All thought of talking goes out the window. I grab her and crush my mouth against hers.
Suddenly we’re a tangle of limbs. Our bodies twist around each other so quickly that I lose track of what’s hers and what’s mine. I only know that there are too many clothes between us, and I’ll do anything right now to be inside of her.
She appears to be feeling the same way, because suddenly she’s tugging at my shirt, trying to get it up over my head. We wrestle with each other, tearing our clothes off piece by piece and throwing them aside, until finally we’re naked. There is nothing between the two of us.
Her skin smells like heaven. It’s so soft and warm. And there’s already a thin layer of sweat, like dew, across her body. I pin her beneath me. I can hardly contain my need for her, but I don’t want to drive into her just yet. I want to savor this moment. The look in her eyes as she gazes up at me undoes me.
No, there will be no teasing today. No games. Just full, unbridled pleasure. I move my body between her legs, ready to bury myself in her.
And the bedroom door behind us flies open.
“Lily, are you— Oh God. ”
I freeze at the first sound of my sister’s voice, and beneath me, Lily lets out a small squeak.
“Oh God oh God oh God,” Louisa says. “I’m sorry. Oh God.”
I hear her run out and shut the door again, but I still can’t bring myself to move. All the need, all the urgency I felt a moment ago has suddenly disappeared. In a matter of seconds, my sister—my sister —has changed the entire atmosphere of the room.
I practically leap off of Lily. Suddenly it feels uncomfortable to be touching her. Lily remains on the bed, her bare chest rising and falling. Any other time, I’d be thinking about how much I wanted to get my mouth around one of those pink nipples. But right now, I’m not even sure where to look. I settle on the bed post.
What am I supposed to say? How does a man recover from an incident like this?
Lily starts to laugh. It’s a small, embarrassed sound at first, but it quickly grows in volume.
“I’m sorry,” she says, sitting up in the bed. “Lou’s coming with me to the salon today. It must be later than I thought.” She leans over and reaches for her phone on the nightstand, and I’m still not sure whether or not I should be watching the graceful way her body moves. “Shit. It’s already ten-thirty. No wonder she came looking for me.”
She climbs out of bed and is suddenly in front of me. Her cheeks are still flushed and her lips still swollen from our encounter.
“Can we finish this later?” she asks.
“We’re going to have to,” I grumble.
She smiles, than stands on her toes and gives me a quick kiss.
“Your sister will get over it,” she says. “And you will, too. It’s not like she didn’t know we have sex.”
“There’s a big fucking difference between knowing and witnessing it firsthand!”
She seems to find that amusing. “Every sibling relationship has a few awkward moments in it.”
“She and I have had plenty of awkward moments already. We didn’t need another one!”
Lily laughs so hard at this that her cheeks go red and her eyes water, but for the life of me, I can’t figure out what’s so damn funny.
CHAPTER NINE
LILY
Lou turns bright red when I finally meet her downstairs.
“I’m so sorry,” she says. “I knocked, I swear. I thought maybe you’d overslept or something.”
“It’s all right,” I assure her.
“Not if I scarred Calder for life.”
I smile at her astute analysis of her brother. He might not be opposed to feeling me up under a boat with reporters all around or playing a sexy game in the bathroom of a roadside sex shop, but he’s still trying to figure out this whole family thing, and having
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