Page 46 of My Favorite Sin

“I’m so happy for Ally. Have you met Liam?” Jordan’s voice travels around the corner, emphasizing the short distance to the family.

“No,” my mother responds. “I’m hoping she’ll introduce us when he picks her up tonight.”

When I open my eyes again, Dan is standing at the edge of the pool house, just out of everyone’s view, staring at my body. He steps up to the shower, joining me beneath the downpour, and washes himself in silence. The way his abs move has me imagining what they would look like flexing during sex. Would he make the same deep and desperate groans from last weekend in his car too?

“I’m pleased she’s found someone she likes,” my mother continues. “It’s also a big adjustment for me, seeing my little girl grow up and date someone.”

Dan laughs, whispering into my ear, “If only your mother knew what her little girl is really like.”

His words send a mixture of shame and desire through me. Dan stops washing himself and places a hand high up on the wall above my head. He’s so tall and broad, towering over me. His gaze travels all the way down my body and slowly back up.

“As your teacher… brother… whatever title you prefer, I should let you know your date will try to touch you here tonight.” Dan strokes a finger up the front of my bikini bottoms, the heat of his finger penetrating the material. I moan, my reaction drawing a deep sound of approval from Dan’s chest.

His lips graze my ear again, his hot breath making me shiver. “You must be so wound up, rubbing against my hand all throughout lunch.”

I can’t bring myself to answer him. All I know is I don’t want him to stop touching me down there. When Dan leans back and sees the desperation in my eyes, he gets the message loud and clear and slowly pulls on the string that ties my bikini bottoms together. I gasp as they come undone and drop to the ground, leaving me naked from the waist down. There’s a splash wall on one side of the shower that I could duck behind for shelter if anyone walked this way, but it’s narrow and would barely hide me.

“Dan—”

“I could fuck you right here.” His finger strokes a languid line from my opening all the way up to my clit.

My hand claps to my mouth, smothering the cry of pleasure that bursts out of me. I’m the only one who has ever touched such an intimate place on my body. This is the first time Dan has ever truly indulged in taking my bodyfor himself, and I’ve waited so long to feel him between my legs.

He groans, like this moment is just as intense for him. “Look how wet you are for me. Fucking little slut. You’d let me fuck you right here, right now, with everyone so close by, wouldn’t you?”

I nod, my hips arching into Dan’s hand, chasing the feeling of his touch.

“So impatient, aren’t you.”

I send him a pleading look, willing him to continue stroking me. Instead, he pulls at the string of my bikini top, until I’m completely naked, out in the open for anyone to see. I have no idea what excuse I’ll give if caught, but I’m too deep in the moment to care.

Dan glares at my chest. Water trickles over my nipples, my breasts rising and falling with each heavy breath I take. “Your body is fucking perfection, you know that, right?”

“I thought I was too thin?”

“You’re taking better care of yourself.” He strokes a piece of hair behind my ear, his fingers following the direction of water down to my breast where his thumb brushes against my nipple.

My eyelids flutter shut at the pleasure. “Lower,” I plead.

His fingers trace the curve of my hip, finding their way between my thighs and giving one painfully slow stroke to my clit. A whimper leaves my mouth.

“So, you like this, huh?” he says, his voice rough and low. “You like when your brother touches you here?”

Dan’s thumb swirls around my clit this time. I nod, too lost in the sensation to form a coherent reply. My God, I am so fucked up for liking how he refers to himself as my brother.

“Trust me when I say you have no idea how much Ithink about this little body of yours and everything I want to do to it.” His finger slides inside my pussy, slick and hot, and I moan, unable to suppress the sound. It feels like he’s reached a part of me I never knew existed, and I don’t dare close my eyes, needing to see the way he looks at me, as though he’s struggling to maintain control.

But then it dawns on me that my moan may have been too loud.

I glance back to the pool area, sweating with panic that someone could walk around the corner any moment and see me naked, with Dan’s fingers inside me.

“You want me to stop?” he taunts.

I bite my bottom lip, holding back a moan, and shake my head. I’ll take the risk. The public setting is frightening, but Dan knows me too well, how doing the wrong thing always gets me off. I need to feel Dan’s hands on me.Inme. I wanthimto give me an orgasm for once, instead of always standing back to watch.

Dan’s eyes never leave mine as he pulls out and slowly inserts a second finger, eliciting another gasp from deep within me that I race to cover with my hand. His other hand gets busy, cupping my breast and teasing the hardened peak of my nipple.

“I thought you’d hold out on me for longer,” I manage to say through the pleasure, being a brat and hoping to trigger that cruel, possessive look in his eyes from last Saturday night when he pinned my wrists above my head and delayed my orgasm. “You get all my firsts. Guess this means I can let Liam finger me tonight.”

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