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“What is wrong with you, man?” Mouse shook his head, his eyes full of anger and slight disappointment as they looked at me. “There’s an open mic night at Royally Brewed. Cami asked Ingram if she wanted to go since she was meeting her sister there. Brand is also going. I figured I’d go too and keep him company while the girls hung out. And since Brand and Cami are heading over from the shop and Laurel is already there because she had a mid shift today, I figured I’d come get Ingram.”
Oh. Well. Um. Yeah, I had nothing. So I just stood there looking like the world’s biggest dick.
“I am leaving now. I am looking forward to this and I will not let you ruin my night. Goodbye, big brother,” Ingram said and her eyes were like lasers into mine.
It didn’t escape me that her way of speaking had gone back to how it was before. I had a good idea that she wasn’t even aware of it and I knew then that I’d fucked up royally.
“I’m sorry,” I said to both Mouse and Ingram. And well, Chris, too.
Ingram scurried down the steps and into the waiting SUV that Mouse had borrowed from the club.
“First off,” Mouse said once Ingram was out of earshot, “I’ll give you that one and that’s it. Second, not only is she your sister, but she’s seventeen. And pregnant on top of that. The fuck is wrong with you? She needs all the love and support she can get right now, and I was just trying to help you both out with that since your ass is too fucking stubborn to ask for it. I also thought it would be nice for you to take a night to relax and let someone else take over for a while. We’re family, Ky, it’s alright to lean on us.”
Then he sent a chin jerk to Chris and turned to walk away.
“I’ll have her home in a couple of hours. You don’t need to worry, brother,” he added and it felt like the knife in my gut was twisting.
The SUV pulled out of the driveway and my eyes watched it until it was out of sight.
Then it hit me.
I was there.
With Chris.
Alone.
I should have taken a step back, gone for a walk or a ride or something to calm the fuck down. I should have taken a long moment to realize what the hell just happened. That, of course, Mouse wouldn’t be there for intentions that weren’t anything but pure. He was a brother. He wouldn’t do that to me. If I had just taken a breath, I would have seen his cool demeanor and how it was almost like he expected me to know what was going on. He wasn’t nervous in the least. He wasn’t hiding anything from me as he looked into my eyes.
I was the biggest asshole, officially now.
However, I couldn’t really see any of that right then because the anger and adrenaline were still coursing through my veins. I was on fire and the realization that Chris and I were fucking alone, only made my body burn hotter.
“Ky…” Chris called out, his voice hesitant.
I turned to him, my eyes blazing and he actually looked frozen in place as he stared back at me.
Then I was on him, my body crashing into his and pushing him into the hard surface behind him with a force that jolted our bodies. My lips were on his and my hand gripped the back of his neck like I needed to hold him to me. But as his mouth melded with mine, I knew I didn’t need to hold him because he was with me in this whole thing. My dick was impossibly hard and I ground my hips into his to try and ease some of the pressure. He moaned into my mouth, then his fingers slipped under my shirt and dug into my skin as he gripped my hips.
“Ky,” Chris panted as he broke away, but I didn’t stop kissing him. My teeth raked over the sensitive skin at the curve of his neck. “We should…go inside. Oh, shit!” My mouth closed around his skin and my tongue made circles as I lightly sucked.
It was then that I realized we were still outside, standing right next to the open doorway. I didn’t give him time to think as I jerked him inside then slammed the door closed behind us.
“Ky?” He called my name again, this time there were a million emotions swirling around in his gaze.
“Upstairs,” I grunted out because suddenly my throat felt clogged and thick. I was doing my best not to think about what came along with my demand. I wanted it—him—that was for sure, but I was still shaky with how it would all go down.
Chris took my hand and we made the climb to his room. Once we were inside, he was kissing me again, his full lips so soft as they pressed against mine. I could lose myself in him, easily. And I wanted to. I had wanted to for a while now. Maybe it wasn’t fair to him to keep putting him in this position because I honestly had no idea how I’d react once it was all over, but somehow I couldn’t stop myself.
I turned my brain off as I reached for the hem of his shirt. In the blink of an eye, it was gone and tossed somewhere without any kind of reason. I whipped off my cut and tossed it into the chair in the corner, then I gripped my shirt from behind and pulled that free too. His eyes did a slow rake of my torso and chest. As his eyes met mine, I could see the desire for me there, set so deep that I wondered if it would ever fade.
I suddenly didn’t want it to. I wanted this. I wantedhim. I wanted all that came with being here in this room.
I hesitated for a split second, only because I wasn’t sure how this should go. Part of me wished that he would take control but at the same time, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to handle it. Because that wasn’t me. I ruled things when it came to fucking. I took the lead and I liked it that way. So, then I went for it with more urgency than I probably needed to have.
I pulled him into me, my fingers slipping inside of the stretchy waistband of his loose gym shorts and then inside of his boxers. Then I was sliding them down, my hands following the tight curve of his ass as I worked to free him of the rest of his clothing.
He was naked in front of me—against me. I could feel his hard cock caught between us, brushing against the skin of my stomach. I wanted to touch him but I wasn’t sure what to do.
