We’ve not done anything but lie here, but my body feels like it’s on fire. My hardened nipples rub against the soft material of my bra and I squeeze my thighs together, fighting back the desire coursing through me.
When his breathing turns heavy and he moves his legs to adjust himself, I know he’s just as turned on as me
“So, when is your uncle coming home?” he asks, and I freeze.
Shit, did we ever talk about who lives here?
I sit up, so I can look at him.
“The last couple days have been crazy and I’m not sure if it was ever said or not, but you have to promise to keep it a secret. Well, you can tell the other guys. Just no one else.”
“I promise, baby.” Sitting up more he reaches out, running his hand along my arm.
“Rico doesn’t stay here. I live here alone, well, until Sam comes back.” I scrunch my nose cause that's technically not right. “No, not alone, I guess. Cyrus has been staying with me every night since CPS showed up. And, well, before then, when he found me beat up, he was staying here to help me. So I guess I live with Cyrus.”
“Okay. Umm.”
When he goes quiet, my heart sinks. If they’re truly okay with this being a group dynamic, then he shouldn’t be mad about that. Is he having second thoughts? Will the others?
“Is that a problem?” I scoot back, holding my body rigid.
“Fuck, baby, that came out wrong. I don’t give a shit that he lives here. I’m jealous he gets to sleep with you and have you all to himself.” He scoots closer to me, slipping his hand behind my neck and pulling my face close to his.
His warm breath skims across my cheek before he places his lips on mine gently. The kiss deepens as his tongue pushes its way in, gliding against mine.
My hand cups his cheek before it slides through his hair. Zander slides his free arm around my back, holding me against him as he pulls me back downon the couch. Laying on our sides the kiss nor his hold on me breaks.
“God, I’ve dreamed of kissing you,” he whispers as he pulls away, his husky voice sending a shiver down my spine. He gazes at me with hooded eyes that yearn for more, and I desperately want to give it to him.
“Is that all you’ve dreamed about?” I ask shyly.
“No, but it’s definitely one of the best ones. The other things, well, I don’t want to scare you away.”
He rolls me so I’m on top of him, my legs falling on either side of him. His hard cock presses against my core as he rolls his hips up. Zander stops quickly, eyes wide.
“Shit! Shit! Shit! I’m so sorry, baby.” He quickly tries to roll out from under me, but I press my hands down against his chest and grind my core against him.
“Don’t be sorry. Out of your brothers, I am the closest to you. We’ve spent the most time building a relationship, and I think we should move further. I’m not saying let’s have sex right now, but kissing and other things are fine.” I lower my head, my hair falling around his face, and kiss him.
He groans, and I swallow. We get lost in each other, exploring each other’s bodies with our clothing on. I have intense feelings for him, but it’s still so new that I don’t feel the need to rush.
We’re so caught up we don’t hear the door open until someone clears their throat. Someone who’s standing right above us.
Cyrus? Please let it be Cyrus and not Rico, or worse, Mrs. Butler. No, it’s not her. The sound is masculine.
I don’t want to look up, and from how still Zander’s lying underneath me, I don’t think he does either.
“Got to say that’s fucking hot. I’ve heard those delicious sounds from our girl, but seeing her as she makes them is hot on a whole ‘nother level. Especially when it’s with someone else.” I tip my head up and Cyrus kisses my swollen lips. “Have fun, baby, I'm going to get something to eat, then take a shower. Treat her good, brother.” Cyrus heads into the kitchen then off down the hallway and a few moments later, I hear a door shut.
Zander and I both look at each other with wide eyes before we burst into laughter.
“Guess that’s bound to happen with this many people together,” he says, nipping at my bottom lip.
“I guess so, and practice makes perfect.” My voice is low and I smirk.
“Baby, I like how you think.”
Chapter 43