Page 39 of Forbidden King (Magnolia Falls)

I squeezed my eyes shut as his breathing escalated.

I knew he’d had a lot to drink, so maybe this was what drunk Kingston did when he didn’t have a woman here.

I could imagine his hand sliding up and down his shaft, and the little groans that escaped his mouth had me using a hand to cover my mouth to keep quiet.

I squeezed my eyes closed to remain in control as desire tingled between my legs. I was thankful for the music in the background coming from the backyard.

His breathing escalated.

He was close.

Another moan from Kingston had me tucking my lips beneath my teeth and breathing slowly through my nose.

“So fucking wet. So fucking tight,” he whispered, and I swear wetness pooled between my thighs. I couldn’t even see him, and this was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced.

“Oh, fuck, Saylor.” A gruff sound escaped his mouth, and he groaned.

Saylor.

He’d said my name?

I was trying to process what I’d just heard as a loud banging came from what I imagined was his bedroom door, as it sounded distant. I heard some fumbling around and then the sound of his zipper before the water turned on, and I imagined he must be washing his hands.

“You in there, asshole?” Hayes shouted, and now he was outside the bathroom door.

What in the world was happening?

This had been a huge mistake.

I was scared shitless and also more turned on than I’d ever been.

And now my brother was here?

“Jesus.” The sound of the door whipping open had me holding my breath. If they found me now, I wouldn’t be able to look at Kingston ever again. “Can a man not have a fucking minute to take a shit?”

“That was my question. That green bean casserole is not sitting so well. I need some privacy,” Hayes said.

Oh, dear God. This isn’t happening.

I just listened to my brother’s best friend get off to thoughts of me, and now my brother was going to come in and take a giant crap a few feet away from me?

“Oh, hell no. You can use the guest bathroom. The door to the bedroom is closed, so no one will bother you in there. But this is my sacred place.” Kingston’s voice was all tease, and I’ll be damned if he didn’t sound completely relaxed now.

Unfortunately, I’m the one wound tight at the moment.

“Fine. Don’t tell anyone where I am. I’m going to need a little time to myself. You got any magazines in there?” my brother said with a laugh.

“You are such a pain in the ass.” Kingston laughed. “Let me grab you mySports Illustratedfrom the nightstand.”

Their voices were getting further away, and I just waited. It was completely silent now, and I was fairly certain they’d left.

And I desperately needed to get the hell out of here. I let out a long breath and peeked out from behind the curtain, not hearing anyone.

I stepped out of the shower and moved to the doorway, stretching my neck to see if anyone was in the bedroom.

The coast was clear.

I moved to his bedroom window and saw Kingston take his seat by the firepit again, and his head fell back in laughter.

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