Page 59 of Dubious Match
Blowing out a breath, I open the door and step outside. I’m going to have to bring extra panties with me at all times in my bag. Walking without them feels really odd.
“Are you running away?” Felix asks, folding his arms over his chest. He and his brother look a lot alike to me, despite their differences. One of the biggest ones is that Felix is thinner all over while Remy is more broad shouldered. “Are you still wearing your panties?
“Not necessarily,” I drawl, walking over to gaze up at him. Despite my height, they’re all so much taller than I am. “And no, I’m not.”
“So we aren’t scaring you away?” he asks, his gaze intense.
“Even though I always feel overwhelmed around you guys, you’re not,” I say. “I do think I should go home though.”
“Why?” Remy asks, coming around the corner.
I swear, they’re like ninjas, especially when they walk in socks.
“I have this odd feeling you could trigger my heat,” I say, wincing.
“Really?” Felix asks, eyes widening. “You smell really fucking good. I didn’t know if it’s just because of how we affect you.”
“Well,” I laugh. “You definitely affect me.”
Smirking, Felix pushes off the wall and turns me so my back is against it. His fingers tangle in my hair and pull my head back until I’m staring up at his green eyes. They remind me of a sea green, though I’m realizing that they seem to change color with his mood, much like I’ve heard that mine do.
“Good,” he whispers, dropping his head to kiss me. It feels as if this is what I’m just going to do while I’m here, and I should get on board with it.
As Felix’s other hand ghosts down my chest, my nipples immediately complain that he’s not touching them, and I arch my back as I nip at his lips. His deep chuckle is so fucking sexy, and I know I’m in trouble. If I had any idea what I was doing, I’d like to use him as my vertical playground.
“You’re being a tease, Felix,” Remy rumbles. He’s closer than before, and I can feel the warmth of his body as his brother cages me against the wall.
No part of me is panicking, I feel really fucking good in fact. Felix’s hand squeezes my stomach possessively, and my hips tilt up in need. It’s hard to control my baser needs when he’s so hard all over, his kisses taste like sin and vanilla frosting, and I just want more.
Felix deepens his kiss with a groan, his hand moving to pull my leg up onto his hip. Between the way he’s standing and the placement of my leg, his cock is pressing against my very exposed pussy.
“Felix,” I whimper, barely able to get out a word before he’s kissing me again.
“You’re getting my pants all wet, baby,” he growls, rocking forward to give my clit more stimulation. I’m quickly moving past the point where I’ll be able to stop.
I need to come. The teasing, kisses, are all driving me wild.
“Felix, if we don’t stop, I won’t be able to,” I moan. “Please…”
“If he stops, will you be able to turn off the waterfall between your thighs?” Remy asks, rubbing his bottom lip with his thumb. “If you go home, are you going to use one of our toys to fuck yourself with?”
“Does it bother you that I use toys?” I ask curiously.
Felix barks out a laugh as he kisses my nose sweetly, which is very contradictory of what I know about him.
“Hollis, really?” he asks. “I think Remy is more interested in knowing if they’re ours or not.”
“Oh. All of my toys are from Naughty Tote,” I admit. They have a fucking sex toy company, of course they don’t care if I use toys.
“I’d rather make you come myself,” Felix sighs, his hips grinding over my pussy.
“Felix,” I whine. “Oh God. Please, please.”
“Fuck, you’re so damn pretty. I always think you’re the most gorgeous girl in the world, but like this? Damn, baby,” Remy groans.
His compliment takes me by surprise, but then he’s kissing me as his brother grinds and rocks his cock against me. It feels so good, I can’t even be bothered to worry about the mess I’m making as my pussy pushes slick out.
I always do the right thing, overthink and triple check my decisions, shouldn’t I just enjoy something for me?
