Page 57 of The Boys Next Door

“I…yeah. I’ve thought about it,” she whispered, flushing. “I’ve thought about a lot of things.”

Brendan pulled her close, holding her back securely against his muscular chest. “I bet you have, sweetness,” he murmured in her ear. “Why don’t you find out?”

Oh God, this was beyond crazy. “I don’t want to watch you with other girls,” she managed. “Either of you.”

Brendan’s soft chuckle tightened her whole body. “Not like that, Di. They want to watch you. With us. And they want to be with you.”

“Look, I’ve never…”

“I’m right here, Diana.” She trembled when he pressed her lips against her neck. Her lacy panties were beyond wet. In a second, she’d be grabbing Brendan’s hand and pushing it between her soaked thighs in the middle of the club, stripping off Ian’s muscle tee so she could taste his skin… “Ian’s right here. We’ll both look out for you. You’re so beautiful, sweetness.” Fingers ran through her damp hair. “Everyone can see that. Whatever happened to you before, Di, I promise, you don’t need to be scared. You’re totally safe. Aren’t you curious? Aren’t you wondering how it’ll feel to havesomany people into you?”

Oh God, Brendan was stroking up and down her sides now, brushing the full curves of her breasts, making her jerk with sudden excitement against Ian’s body.

She felt all the eyes on her from graduation, the applause, the bodies surrounding her and the twins in the hot room right now. Being the center of attention, letting go so completely, not hiding from stares and whispers… Being the dirty girl Ian had guessed at, pushing beyond her own craziest fantasies, acting like a total slut amidst people who thought that was a good thing…

“Kind of,” she managed.

“Good.” Brendan gave her a squeeze.

“But I don’t see you beckoning any guys over here.”

He nipped her earlobe. “That’s ‘cause we don’t want to share you that way. Would you want that?”

“No-o-o,” she breathed. Ian was pressing harder against her, his eyes still closed. Pushing her more firmly into his brother. “I just want you and Ian. But the girls—“

“I think you’d like them, sweetness. I think you’d feel incredible. I told them we want to give you something special tonight.”

“Brendan…”

“You’re so ready for this. You need to face the world, Di. You’ve come such a long way already.”

Her whole body buzzed with need. The temptation was too much to take. Brendan whispering in her ear, his warm tongue teasing her earlobe; Ian lost in his own world, her soft curves anchored against his hard body…

“Your friend told me you just graduated,” said a throaty voice. Wide green eyes met hers. Full lips waited inches away. “Congratulations.”

Diana’s breath caught. Her hands squeezed Ian’s broad shoulders. Ian blinked a few times like he was waking up.

He did a once-over of the girls pressing in on them, his gaze flicking over Diana’s head to his brother, and a slow smile spread across his face. Then Ian was only looking at her, his expression all challenge.

“Bet you won’t,” he rasped to Diana.

Her stomach dropped through the floor. The whole room was turning. Oh, she was in so far over her head now, but no way was she going to stop.

“Bet I will,” she retorted.

And before she could think twice, she leaned toward the redhead. Their lips met.

Out of the corner of her vision, Ian's eyes opened wide. His hands tightened on her waist.

“Fucking hell, Diana,” she heard him mutter in her ear. “Didn't think you would.”

And Brendan was whispering, “Sohot, baby. Keep going.”

Her crotch clenched at their words, oozing warm cream into her panties. Sweet Jesus, some gorgeous girl she didn't know was twining her arms around her, touching her, rubbing up on her, licking her lips, exploring her mouth, silky and sensuous, those soft needy kisses feeling completely different from either Brendan or Ian, or, oh God, Alex Noriega on the grass three days ago, holy fuck, what was happening? And why didn't she want it to stop?

The pure shock and lust on Ian’s face made it all worthwhile. Brendan’s cock, pressing firmly into the curve of her ass, sent aching need between her legs. But those warm lips were working their own power over her body.

This was insane, this wasn't happening, Diana thought, as a moist tongue flicked hers. Hands explored her waist and hips.Hot bodies wedged her in on all sides, and she was eagerly kissing a total stranger, a girl, running her hands up a smooth, slim bare back under thick curls and moaning softly when her palms met soft skin.

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