Page 26 of My Ex-Boyfriend's Brothers

I was about to ask her what she was talking about when she pulled her shirt over her head and clutched it to her chest. My mouth went dry and all I could do was watch.

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***Maggie***

Ipulled my shirt off and took a shuddering breath. My entire plan was insane. I just wanted to know for sure that they were seeing me correctly. If they were going to get naked with me, they needed to know what they were getting into. Even if I wanted to vomit at the thought of what I was doing.

I swallowed down that urge to vomit and dropped my shirt to my feet. Letting my arms hang loosely at my sides, I stood in front of them with my top half naked. “I also looked up pictures of women you guys have been pictured with before. None of them look like me. None of them have stretch marks or soft bellies.”

Jackson stood up, his eyebrows knitted together. “What are you doing, Bubbles?”

“Just let me finish.” I pushed my leggings down and then stood in front of them completely naked. I closed my eyes and turned in a circle. “I don’t look like the other women you guys have been with. I-”

Luke’s hand snapped over my mouth as he dragged me into his chest. His grip was hard and I could feel him shake as he held me with his other arm across my stomach. His voice was dark as he growled against the side of my head. “Do you think showing us your beautiful body is going to make us change our minds? Are you fucking serious, Maggie? Do you feel that? Do you feel my dick throbbing against your ass right now? All you’ve managed to do is piss me off and make me want to pin you down to show you how hot I find your body.”

“Luke.” Ryan was behind him, his hand on his older brother’s shoulder.

“Let him finish.” Jackson eased Ryan away. “She needs to hear him.”

“I need to know right now, Maggie. Are you staying?”

I was wildly nervous but I inherently trusted them more than I was ashamed of my own body. I’d already made up my mind to stay. I didn’t want to miss a chance with them, even if it wasn’t in a form I expected. I still couldn’t speak with his hand over my mouth but I could nod. The tension in the room amped up as I did and I felt the hard bar pressing into my ass twitch. Luke wanted me. There was no doubting that.

He picked me up and carried me back to the couch, his lips hot against my ear. “Your little show is over. Now it’s time for mine.”

My heart raced at the hard edge in Luke’s voice. I’d heard him use a harsher tone at times over the years, with Brad or another of his brothers, but I’d never heard it quite so dark or turned on me. Instead of being scared, though, I felt my body pulsing in time with my heartbeat.

Luke sat on the couch with me in his lap and spread his legs out wide. “Put your legs over mine, Maggie.”

My stomach squeezed. Pinned to his chest, my hands trapped under his hold, I would be exposing my entire vagina if I didwhat he wanted. The sensation was doubled when I watched Ryan and Jackson sit across from us.

“You wanted to show us your body, Maggie. Show us your body. Spread your legs and let us see.” Growling into my ear, he continued in a lower voice. “Let them see how wet your pussy is, Maggie. They aren’t sure if I’m pushing you too far but I can feel your wetness soaking into my pants. So, spread your legs. Now.”

I stretched my right leg out first, hooking it over his thigh. I watched as Jackson rubbed his mouth and Ryan sat forward. Feeling like I was going to melt into Luke, I stretched my left leg over his and whimpered into his hand.

Ryan swore. “Fuck, Maggie. You’re soaked.”

Luke practically purred beneath me. “You thought you were going to show us your body and we’d change our minds about wanting to be with you. It’s insulting to you and your beautiful body, and it’s insulting to us. Beyond that, if you really think that the three of us haven’t been imagining a moment just like this for six years, you’re nuts. I’ve pictured you naked a thousand times, Maggie. You’re even better than I imagined.

“These tits.” He uncovered my mouth and I let out a surprised moan when he cupped my breast in his hand and squeezed. “Fuck, Maggie. Your nipples are pinker than I imagined. Just as responsive, though.”

Jackson yanked his shirt over his head as he watched. “It gets even better.”

“Your stomach is beautiful, too. So soft and silky. I want to paint it with my come.” Luke let out a dark laugh when I gasped. “And this pussy. It’s heaven hidden between your sexy thighs. Thighs I plan on having around my head before the night’s over. And this little tattoo… I want to suck on it, Maggie.”

I panted as he moved his hand over my stomach and then rested it just over my sex. “Luke…”

“When you were busy googling away today, did you see any positions that you especially liked?” Ryan had what looked like a death grip on his knees.

I hesitated. That little bit of time had Luke sliding his hand lower to cup me, though. He patted my core and I took the low growl he emitted as a direction to answer Ryan. “A few.”

Luke nipped my ear. “Good. Now tell us what they were.”

With my core exposed and wetter than it’d ever been, I didn’t have much room for modesty. “The woman-”

“You. You, Bubbles. No other woman.” Jackson’s gaze was hot as he nodded. “Try again.”

“I would be on my…hands and knees.” I swallowed. “One of you would be behind me… In me. And the other two of you would be in my mouth. Taking turns.”

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