Page 37 of The Brothers Next Door

Chapter 15

Darrin

Upon waking up, the first thing I noticed was the soft, warm body I was spooning. Layla was softly snoring, which brought a smile to my face. I nuzzled my face against her neck and I was about to drift back to sleep when a second snore brought me back to sudden alertness.

What the fuck?

Lifting my head, I peered over Layla’s body and then to my brother’s naked body lying naked and spread-eagled, sporting a semi-hard-on. My gaze shifted from Layla, to my brother, and then back again. Oh shit, the threesome happened last night. The previous night, I’d lost my sense of time and to a certain extent, reality. Somewhere along the line I’d fallen asleep, a deep and blissful sleep, I might add.

But now what?

I couldn’t go back to sleep, that was a certainty. Not with my brother snoring and sporting a hard-on just a few feet away from me. No way. I’d admit that what happened to be a hot encounter last night had turned very uncomfortable for me. Maybe after a few times I’d be more comfortable with this situation, just not this morning.

Layla settled back against me, her bare bottom rubbing against my cock, causing it jump and grow. Dammit. I was going to cut this hard-on at the pass and get out of this situation before I start fucking her here and now while trying not to rouse my brother.

Slowly, I attempted to worm my way back and away from her. Just when I figured I was free, she turned to face me. It looked like she was about to wake, but instead she grabbed for me, murmured something incoherent, and then went back to sleep, pulling me in tight to her, so now my half-way hard dick was probing at her pelvis. One minor shift and I’d be settled between her legs. One more shift and I’d be indulging in her.

Well, fuck. That didn’t go so well. A part of me wanted to bolt from this situation. Another part, the part that was continuing to swell, wanted to push her to her back, crawl between those milky cream thighs of hers, and gain some relief.

But I couldn’t. I needed time to get my head together on what had happened. I’d told Nate I was all for it, but I wasn’t entirely convinced that this idea would even come to fruition. Nate was notorious for having hare-brained ideas. But here we were.

With a sigh, I closed my eyes and attempted to go back to sleep.

No can do. After ten minutes of lying there, I decided sleep wasn’t going to come no matter how badly I wanted it to. Looking down at my watch, I sighed. It was only 5 am. Not that it mattered, since it was a weekend and none of us had to be at work this morning.

Okay, I’d just slowly ease myself out and away.

With a little bit of patience and a lot of effort I managed to finally get out of bed without waking the others. Of course, as luck would have it, by the time I managed to squirm away from Layla, my dick had become rock hard from the rubbing. Well, shit. Fuck me over two times.

Taking a step away from the bed the floor creaked. Damn.

“Where are you going?” Layla’s soft voice asked seconds before her eyes fluttered open. She looked up at me, her captivating dark eyes peering into mine. She looked truly disappointed that I was trying to sneak away.

“I thought I’d go back to my place.”

“Were you going to leave a note, or just sneak away?” She rolled to her back, putting her entire body, so curvy and scrumptious, on display for me. My eyes travelled down the length of her body, pausing at her breasts with her large dark nipples, over her stomach, and then to the apex between her legs, which was shaven and silky smooth. Putting her hands up over her head and closing her eyes, she arched her back, making her breasts the focal point again and stretched, yawning widely.

“I didn’t mean for it to be like that.”

Opening her eyes back up, she stared at me as she sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. “Then how did you mean it to be like?”

Clucking my tongue off the roof of my mouth, I didn’t answer, just shook my head.

“How about a cup of coffee for the road before you go?” Her breasts bounced as she stood and walked over to me. “Or maybe a shower and then a coffee?” She reached down and grasped my erect dick in her hand and stroked me. “A shower is so much better when you have company.”

Oh fuck, oh fuck. I groaned inwardly, swaying my hips to meet her torturous hand. As much as I wanted to get out of here and take some time to think, I wanted this so much more.

We’d agreed that we weren’t going to fuck her separately, but technically, Nate was here. It was hardly my fault that he was sleeping, right? No one could fault me in this situation.

She closed the little bit of distance between us until her body was flush against mine. Even after a night of sex, she smelled amazing. I lowered my head and nuzzled the side of her neck, working my way up from her collarbone, across her jawline and then to her lush lips.

My lips claimed hers as I slipped my hands around her waist, pulling her tight. She released my dick to slip her hands up my chest and shoulder to lace her fingers behind my neck.

Her body fit so perfectly against mine. My God, this woman felt like she was made for me. My brother was no longer in my thoughts, all that mattered was me and her and my dire need to be deep within her. Pulling my lips from hers, I bent and scooped her up and into my arms. She gasped and smiled up at me as I began walking towards the bathroom.

“Are you going to take me up on my shower offer, Sergeant?” she whispered against my neck as she snuggled up tight to my chest.

“I am indeed, ma’am,” I answered, also in a whisper. Taking my time as to not wake Nate, I eventually made it into the bathroom and deposited her onto the tiled floor as I set to work turning on the shower and adjusting it until it was at the desired temperature.

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