Page 29 of Girl Going Nowhere

His lips return to my neck, sucking, nipping, and kissing as he teases my entrance. He’s torturing me on purpose, and I’m tempted to grab his hand and show him exactly how to use it.

But then he thrusts two fingers inside me, and I arch forward at the sudden fullness. His hard cock brushes the inside of my thigh as he starts pumping.

When he hears the noises his fingers are greeted with as he picks up the pace and fucks me against the wall, the cocky smirk on his face stretches wider up his lips.

“Don’t look so smug,” I say, tightening my legs around his waist.

His lips take mine again in a brutal kiss as he hooks his fingers and makes my eyes roll back from the spot he’s hitting. “Seems I have a reason to be by the sounds of it.”

I can’t even tell him to shut up because I’m too focused on trying to keep quiet. My arms go around his neck, pulling him into me. It’s then I look past his shoulder at Dante, watching from the hallway that leads to his room.

One of his hands grabs ahold of himself as he watches us, his head cocked, seeing what his brother is doing.

It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done something sexual while somebody else watched. If I had any decency, I’d be ashamed, especially knowing my three-year-old is sleeping soundly, not that far away.

But I don’t.

Because I feel sexy again.

Desired.

There’s nothing hotter than knowing what control you have over not one, but two men. So I lock eyes with Dante and shoot him a wink as I start grinding down on his brother’s fingers, riding him until it’s obvious how aroused I am.

And Dante begins stroking himself.

Whether Raf knows we have an audience or not is a mystery, but I don’t give it away. Not when I feel my stomach tighten with an impending orgasm that I quiet using Rafael’s mouth.

Crying into his lips as he thrusts into me through the spasms, I tighten my hold around his body until I’m fully sated.

It’s only then I pull away and say, “I think your brother liked that almost as much as I did.”

Rafael freezes only for a second before glancing over his shoulder. His fingers stay inside me for a second longer before moving to grip my ass, kneading into the exposed flesh from my shorts.

I see those lips curve up.

“I think you’re right,” he agrees.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Dante

Fucking hell.

Watching the two of them against the wall shouldn’t have been as hot as it was, but I’m seconds away from coming in my hand while staring at the ecstasy masked over Blake’s face. I’d like to think it’s because the man responsible for causing it shares our father’s strong genes, which makes picturing me pinning her against the wall that much easier.

At twenty-nine, there aren’t many things I haven’t experimented with in life. I’ve tried my fair share of drugs, sexual partners, and everything in between. Watching people fuck is a favorite pastime of mine. I just never thought that’d include my half-brother.

Turns out, I still can surprise myself.

They whisper something to each other before Rafael lets Blake down and turns to me. It’s Blake who smiles first with those hazel come-fuck-me eyes that she flashes to everybody. The annoying thing is, I don’t think she means to do it. Some people just have it, and she’s one of them.

Go figure she lets the newbie in the apartment have a crack at her when the others have been trying for months. Maybe if Finn had put the rule in place not to touch her, moves would have been made by now. But it’s obvious that his motive wasn’t only for her benefit. It’s for his too.

“Enjoying yourself?” Blake asks, grinning as her eyes wander down to my hard dick.

I scope out the tiny pajamas she’s in. “I should be asking you that, shouldn’t I?”

Her lips curl wider, making the mischievous glint to her eyes shine that much more. “I think you already know the answer which is why you didn’t bother asking.”

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