Page 31 of Double Take

“Humph.” I crinkle my nose and pout. “Maybe I don’t want you to read me that easily.”

“No….” He tilts his head sideways and arches an eyebrow while widening my stance with his thigh. “It seems to come in handy in the bedroom.”

“You’re not wrong.” I shudder as heat creeps up my chest, along my neck, and settles on my cheeks. He’s not wrong. They both know what I want without an instruction manual and a compass. That, from what I’ve witnessed and read, seems to be at a premium.

He leans down and whispers, “I love how responsive you are.” His lips skim along my flesh. “The way your eyes follow me. The way you whimper when I brush your clit.”

As if he needs to remind me, he rocks into my swollen sex, causing me to gasp. “That’s it, baby. You make me so hard for you. I’m ready right now to bend you over that table and fuck my sweet girl. Do you want that, love? Does thinking about me filling you up and coming deep inside of you turn you on?”

“Jesus. Yes.” My voice is husky with need, and right now, it’s only dirty talk. These men are dangerous to my sense of decorum.

“When Sunny goes to bed, are you going to show me how much you want me?”

“Yes,” I whimper and dig my nails into his shoulder.

Axel does something that makes Sunny giggle louder, and she runs into the table, causing a plate to rattle.

“Oops.” Axel laughs. “We have to be careful before we get into trouble.”

“You not get in trouble. Mommy loves you. And Oliver. You won’t get in trouble.”

I freeze and forget how to breathe as Oliver traces my bottom lip with his thumb. His eyes search mine. “Is she right, baby?”

I lick my lips as Axel leads Sunny into the playroom and Oliver backs me into the kitchen counter. His eyes glow with desire.

“Do you love me?”

“Yes. Yes, I love you.” My heartbeat thunders in my ears.

“Right answer.” He claims my lips, plundering my mouth until I’m a dripping mess. How can life get any better than this? It doesn’t seem possible. His hand slips under my T-shirt as he caresses my skin. It’s fast, but I don’t care. This is where we belong. Oliver’s other hand drops below my waistband, dipping lower and lower until I’m grinding on his thigh and about to scream in frustration.

He pulls back and cups my face. “I love you, Rylee. You’re my heart. I didn’t think it would happen this fast, but it did. Weeks ago. The second I saw you, I knew you were the woman I was destined to be with. The connection I felt dropped me to my knees.” He brushes his lips over mine. “Axel is calling Sage to watch Sunny tonight.”

I frown. This is the first time I’ve heard of this. “How do you know that?”

“Because I know my brother as well as I read you. He’s going to eat you alive for telling me you love me first.” His eyes glow. “And I’m going to reap the benefits of watching.”

“You’re ridiculous.” I roll my eyes as excitement causes goosebumps to pop on my flesh, and my nipples strain against my bra. Their competitiveness drives me wild. If one can get me to orgasm in a minute, the other is determined to accomplish the feat in 30 seconds.

Oliver glances over my shoulder. “I’ll give you a moment, but only a moment.” He lets go of me and smacks Axel on the shoulder. “Sorry, old man.”

“Shut your face.” He glowers at Oliver as he exits the kitchen and turns to me. “What do I get for losing?” He stalks toward me with a feral look in his eyes.

“Me?” I raise my hands in the air and shrug. “What more do you want?”

“Sugar, I’m going to have you anyway. But the question is, how am I going to take you.” He lifts me off the floor and sits me on the kitchen counter while stepping between my legs and rocking his cock against my clit.

“Any way you want me.” I wrap my legs around him and pull his mouth down to mine. The second my tongue swipes his, our embrace turns frenzied, and his fingernails press into my skin as he rakes down my back.

“Fuck.” My eyes roll back into my head as I mutter against his mouth. I want so much more. Even after endless orgasms in the past week, it isn’t enough. It’s like my body has been denied pleasure for so many years that it’s trying to make up for it in one fell swoop.

His hands leave my body, and I whimper at the loss of contact. “Tell me.” The fire in his eyes leaves nothing to question. He needs reassurance that he’s not left out.

I grip his face. “Axel, I love you. I love you so much that I want to crawl inside your skin and live there.”

“I guess I’ll accept that.” He winks. “For now. But you’ll have to do better than that later for choosing my brother first.”

I swat his chest. “I chose both of you equally and at the same time.”

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