Page 88 of The Rowdy Ones
Wild: Your, dumbass. Gotta go.
I shake my head and toss my phone to the side. Maybe he should go teach school or some shit if he’s so damn smart. Since I’m not comfortable having a Wild dick pic on my phone, I try to delete it, but I end up forwarding it to someone instead.
Fuck.
Seconds later, I get a text.
Uncle Atticus: Is there a reason why you sent me this?
Me: shit my bad i was trying to delete it you’re son texted it to me
Uncle Atticus: I’ll show you how tomorrow. Don’t try to do any more tech crap on your own. You fucking suck at it. The last thing we need is you accidentally sending this to my wife. She’ll cut off all our dicks for a stunt like that.
I shudder at the thought of Aunt Eve anywhere near my dick. Since I suck at using my phone, apparently, I plug it in and ignore it. I hate waiting for their family to go to sleep. Hours tick by slowly. A few times, when I peek through the window, I’m disappointed to learn Destiny’s light is still on, which means it’s a no-go to come get her.
The day starts to catch up with me and I yawn.
Maybe I’ll close my eyes for a second.
I jerk awake to Scout licking my face. What the hell? Groaning, I shove him away from me. He pants heavily and plops down on his side of the bed. Dressed in her coat, Destiny stands at the end of the bed, grinning at me.
“Did you walk over here by yourself?” I ask, voice panicked as I sit up.
“I turned off the light, but you never came. I thought maybe you fell asleep.”
“Yeah,” I grunt, rubbing at my face with my palm. “Sorry about that.”
She sheds her coat and shrugs. “I’m a big girl and know how to get here.”
It’s unsettling that she slipped out of the cabin and trekked over here by herself. Thankfully, if there were any threats, I’d like to believe Scout would’ve attacked.
“Come here,” I rumble. “I missed you.”
She smiles and crawls over to me. I pull her to me as I lie back, stretching her small body over mine. Our mouths meet in the next instant. As we kiss, slowly this time, I stroke her hair reverently. It’s surreal that we’re going to do this. I’m going to have sex with my sister.
“You’re hard,” she says against my lips. “Must be excited to see me.”
“You have no fucking idea.”
She nips on my bottom lip and tugs it before letting go. “Why aren’t we naked yet?”
I’m acting brave, but I’m kind of nervous.
What if he hates it? What if I hate it? Where do we go from here once we cross that line?
“Take your hoodie off,” Rowdy instructs, voice hoarse with need. “Let me see your tits.”
Desire shoots straight down my spine to my core. Okay, so maybe neither of us is going to hate this. It’s likely we’re going to enjoy it. A lot.
I pull off my hoodie and toss it aside. Scout huffs, which makes me smile. Oops. Must’ve hit him with it.
“They’re so fucking gorgeous,” Rowdy praises, both palms grabbing onto my breasts. “So tiny in my hands.” He pinches my nipples, causing me to gasp. “I love these.”
“I like when you touch me,” I murmur, words breathy. “It felt good having your tongue on me.”
He slides his hands to my back and draws me down to him. Hot breath tickles my neck and chest as he aims his talented mouth on one of my nipples. His teeth nip at the pebbled tip, then he sucks the small thing into his mouth. Rowdy’s so big compared to me that his mouth easily sucks my entire breast into it. The sensation of his wet, warm mouth sucking on all the sensitive nerves there makes me moan.
Scout huffs again and then hops off the bed. His footsteps can be heard as he goes someplace where we’re not making so much noise.
