Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 131271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
“You know, me and my brothers can assist you with that,” I say, easing my eyes open. “Your virginity, I mean.”
She rolls her eyes but doesn’t deny it like I was expecting her to. I lick my lips, like a ravenous wolf with a lone sheep in his line of sight.
“I’m serious, Riley. I know you like Hayes. And Shawn. We come as a package deal, you know? We always have. I think it’s because we were meant to be one person, but fate chopped us up. Being apart… well, it just doesn’t work for us.”
“Doesn’t work for you,” she says. “Hayes seems just fine with it.”
“Hayes likes you, but me and Shawn will always come first… unless…”
I chew over the idea in my mind, leaving Riley hanging. She’s shifted forward in the seat like she’s gripped by every word.
“...unless you’d have us all.”
She snorts, sitting back against the sofa, shaking her head at my obvious insanity. Except, I’m not being stupid. I’m making sense. This could work. If I can find a way to convince her, I won’t have to lose my brothers. This would be a way of keeping us close and bonded. It might be the only way to hold on to the last of the family I have.
“Why not, pretty girl? Why wouldn’t you consider it? I mean, we’re not bad looking. Some would even say we’re handsome.” She rolls her eyes, but I continue. “We’re athletic, intelligent, family-oriented, funny.”
“Yeah, you’re fucking hilarious,” she says dryly.
“Kind.”
“Oh yeah. You’ve really maxed out on the kindness, offering your services to pop my cherry. Totally altruistic.”
“Well, I mean, I would get something out of it, but no kind gesture is without its reward.”
“That punch has fucked with your mind,” she says solemnly.
“I’m thinking clearer than ever.”
“I think it’s time for you to get some sleep.” There’s a blanket on the back of the sofa that she reaches for, passing it to me.
I shake my head. “You keep that,” I say. “I run hot.”
The pounding in my head worsens, even with my eyes closed, but it’s nothing I haven’t gotten through before with a willing woman or a five-knuckle shuffle.
“Before you go to sleep, could you get me some water?”
“Sure.” She reaches the door before she pauses. “So you’re not worried about me leaving you for water, but you were when I needed to put my panties back on.”
“It’s all about risk versus reward,” I say earning a bemused look.
While she’s out of the room, I drop two pills into my palm and hide the rest in my pocket. I wait until she’s settled on the sofa before I gulp them down with the whole glass of water.
After a few minutes, when the pills start to take the edge off the pain, I glance at Riley’s form. She’s settled onto her side, half covered by the blanket. This is a chance for me to push things a little, and I can’t waste it. Not if I want her to think of me as more than Hayes’ annoying older brother.
“Riley,” I whisper.
“What?”
“I need to get myself off… the pain in my head… it’s the only thing that helps.”
She’s silent for a long time and then props her head on her elbow. “You want me to leave?”
“No,” I say. “I’d like you to help.” I smile when she makes a choking sound in her throat. “Hayes wouldn’t mind. He was always good at sharing his toys.”
“I think sharing his girlfriend might be a little different.”
“Girlfriend?” Are they that serious, and I didn’t know?
“Girl he’s fooling around with,” she corrects.
“Our dicks are the same, you know. Same length, same width, same everything. I bet we even taste the same. Have you tasted him?”
“Jacob…”
“So, that’s a no.”
“Can you stop?”
“Probably not. I didn’t say we were divided equally. Hayes got all the patience and the kindness. Shawn, the charisma and the humor.”
“And what did you get?” she asks.
“The relentless need to win. At everything. All the time.”
She snorts and rests against the throw pillow to stare at the ceiling. “Must be exhausting.”
“You have no idea,” I mutter.
The pounding in my head is still strong enough to make my eyes water, and my mouth go dry. I flick the button on my jeans and lower the zip, no longer caring whether Riley is okay with this or not. If I don’t find some relief, I might cry from frustration, and I’m not doing that in front of her.
I get my hand around my thickening dick and squeeze it enough to make it fully hard. My balls tighten in anticipation, and when I moan, tipping my head back, Riley lets out a little surprised gasp. I jerk myself slowly at first, thinking about her heavy breasts and the nipples that stayed hard throughout our entire conversation. I think about her curvy ass, which would fill my hands and spill out into more than I can grip onto, and her soft thighs, which would cradle me perfectly as I worked my way inside her. I imagine her pussy, pink and wet, glistening for me. So sweet and so innocent. I’d go slow so she could take my dick without hurting. I’d make her slippery so that she could take me easily, crying out only in pleasure. I think of her smell that Hayes wore like cologne, the sweet muskiness of it that tripped my switches.