Page 48 of Craving You
“I don’t trust that you aren’t about to hurt yourself,” he says as he watches me from the doorway.I stare at him with a blank expression as I unbutton my pants and push them past my hips so that they pool at my feet.I step out and toss them into the hamper before checking the water.I am seeing just how far I can push him before he gets uncomfortable and leaves, but he doesn’t budge.I unhook my bra, and I turn slightly so I can toss it on the counter.When I turn back, he is scanning my body.
Interesting.
I pull my panties down and let them drop, dragging his eyes down my body again.When I toss them into the hamper, Remy walks in.“If you think you’ll make him uncomfortable, you are going to lose,” he says as he checks the temperature of the water.He adjusts it so that it is cooler, and I frown at him.“Cam, you have to watch when she takes a shower because she tries to burn her fucking skin off in the process.The water here gets hot as fuck, so if I am not around, check and make sure she isn’t trying to hurt herself.”
“Noted,” Cam says simply, still looking at me.
“Do you need help?”Remy asks me.
“I want you two to leave me alone,” I say.
“Not a chance in hell,” Cam says.
“If you need help, I will get in with you.If you don’t, we will stay out here,” Remy says.“Either way, I will kick your ass if you try to make that hotter.”
“I don’t know,” I admit.
“We will get in with you,” Remy says.
“We?”I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah, we.You’re butt ass naked in front of Cameron right now.I think you can handle seeing his dick,” he says.I shrug and step into the shower as they start to undress.
These two men are my best friends.Tris was my best friend, too.The four of us have been extremely close, especially in the last eight years.Growing up, Cam and Remy were always there.They are still here now, but it’s different now that we are older.Things have changed over time, and we have grown more comfortable with each other.This isn’t the first time I have caught Cam looking at my body, and I would be a damn liar if I said I didn’t look at him either.I feel like I should be ashamed of looking at him the same way I do Remy, but I don’t.
Cam and Remy step into the shower with me and turn on the other shower heads so the water is raining down on all of us.I have my head tipped back so that it hits my neck and chest, and I try to relax.Is that what you are supposed to do in these moments?One of the guys starts washing my hair, and I groan when his nails drag across my scalp.
“I’m your brother, Lori.You can’t be making those noises when I touch you,” Cam teases.
“Don’t make it feel so good then,” I mutter.
“Should I feel jealous?”Remy laughs.
“You are the one who let another naked man in the shower with me,” I say.“I’m sad.What do I care?”
“Look at me,” Remy says.I pull my head up to look at him and Cam continues to wash my hair.“We are going to be okay, Lori.”
“Yeah, but she’s not,” I say.“She’s dead and we are in the shower making jokes.”
“Baby, we can’t do anything about it.No matter what we do, it’s not going to bring her back,” he says.“Tris would be the first one to start cracking jokes, and you know that.She would want you to grieve her however is easiest and safest.If that means your brother making you moan in the shower while I watch, so be it.”
“Sounds dirty when you put it like that,” I laugh.“I just feel like I should be… I don’t know… I never imagined my life without her.Now I have to relearn the world without her in it.”
“You don’t have to be a weepy mess curled up in the corner sobbing to do that, baby,” Remy says.“You do what comes naturally, and we will be right here no matter what.”
“It doesn’t feel real,” I admit.“Nothing feels real… I am suddenly so fucking numb and it scares me.”
“What can I do?”he asks.
“Things I don’t think my brother wants to be present for,” I say.“I need to be able to close my eyes and not imagine my best friend getting fucked to death by a knife because they accidentally kidnapped her instead of me.Her pain and suffering were meant to be mine.I can’t get that out of my head.”
Remy glances at Cam before turning me to face him.I gasp when he pushes me forward so that my hands are on either side of my brother and I am bent at the waist.“Remy,” I say.I try to stand up, but he smacks my ass hard, shutting me up.
“We are going to push some boundaries,” Remy says as he kicks my feet apart and slides two fingers into my pussy.
“Fuck,” I hiss.Cam’s back is against the wall, and he isn’t touching me, but my head presses against his abdomen when Remy suddenly starts fucking me with his hand.I moan loudly but try to bite it back when Cam sighs.
“You can’t do this, Remy,” I groan.
