Page 83 of More Than Words

“I can see the gears turning in there, Bel,” Hutch murmured. “Anything else you want to ask me?”

“Don’t you ever feel ashamed of the things you want? Aren’t you afraid people will judge you if they find out what you do?”

“You shouldn’t feel ashamed talking about your desires, Bel, because it’s okay to want things. And no, I gave up feeling ashamed about my choices. Life is too short not to go after what you want. Fuck what other people think.” He looked past me, lifting an eyebrow at his brother, before he grinned and moved his gaze back to me. “If you want two guys, go for it. Let me know if you want help and I’ll make it happen.”

“Alright. That’s enough,” Adrian growled. “I think we’ve got all the help we need from you tonight.”

“Oh, come on. I was teasing. I’m not interested in your girl, Ad,” he laughed. “I know I’m not the brother Isobel’s in love with.”

“He’s… we… it’s not.” My eyes darted between the two of them. While I was on my way to being in love with Adrian, I wasn’t ready to tell him that.

“You two can keep pretending that this is casual, but I’ve seen how you look at each other. You make my brother happy and I’m not about to get into the middle of that.”

Adrian rose from the couch, stepping over my legs to stand in front of his brother. “Enough talking, Hutch.”

“Someone seems a little possessive,” Hutch teased while he took Adrian’s hand to help pull himself up from the couch. “You’re welcome, by the way.”

“What?” Adrian frowned as he stepped back, gesturing toward the door to the apartment.

“Now you know what your girlfriend fantasizes about.”

“Shut up,” Adrian laughed, shaking his head.

“You two kids have fun,” Hutch teased as he pulled his jacket on. “Do every fuckin’ thing I would do.”

“I don’t think that’s how the saying goes,” I giggled, watching Adrian rushing his brother out of his apartment.

“Love you, bro,” Adrian called before he pushed him out the door. “But get the fuck out of my apartment.”

Hutch’s boisterous laugh sounded from the other side of the door as Adrian crossed the living room in a few steps, stopping directly in front of me.

“Sorry about him. My brother is an idiot. If his flirting made you uncomfortable…”

“It didn’t. I think it was more to get a reaction out of you than an attraction to me.” Hutch had been a little suggestive, but he was still respectful of my relationship with Adrian.

“Doubt that. You’re a beautiful woman, so don’t sell yourself short. I know he’d be all over you if you showed an interest.”

“I’m only interested in one man,” I cooed, hooking my fingers into his belt.

“That’s fucking right. I’ll be the only one fulfilling any fantasies you’ve got.” The growly, possessive quality of his voice should have worried me, but it made me feel wanted.

“Oh really? Even that last one?”

“Are you doubting my ability to give you what you need?” Adrian almost looked intimidating, looming in front of me, but I knew he’d do whatever I wanted. Lucky for him, he was all I wanted.

“No. But last I checked; you didn’t have two penises.” My fingers trailed down the front seam of his pants, the one penis he was hiding in there already thickening behind the material.

“But I’m guessing you’ve got something in your bag of tricks in my bedroom that could stand in for another one,” he murmured, bringing his thumb to my bottom lip and pressing it inside my mouth.

“Are you saying you want to… with one of my…?” I panted, squirming against the leather cushion beneath me.

“Do I want to fuck you with a vibrator? Is that even a question?” he laughed, pressing his other hand into my hair and using it to tilt my head back.

“But aren’t most men intimidated by toys?” I asked, panting as his fingers pulled the strands, my neck arching as his thumb left my mouth and his hand wrapped around the front of my throat.

“What gave you the impression that I’m one of those men?” he asked, releasing me, and leaning down to throw me over his shoulder.

“Put me down,” I laughed, secretly enjoying that he was being this possessive. He was setting me down at the foot of his bed moments later, spinning me to face away from him.

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