“No. It really doesn’t, at least with my brothers.”
I nodded, understanding in a way. Brooks leaned forward, his lips nearing mine.
“Can I kiss you now, Darcie?”
I nodded, my eyes fluttering closed as he bridged the distance. Brooks's lips were soft as they touched mine. He pressed into me but didn’t do anything else. I knew he’d been shy with girls, but I didn’t know what that translated to. Had he kissed anyone before? Had he done more?
It was something I’d want to know later, but for now, I enjoyed the sweet kiss, storing it away as a perfect first kiss.
“Night, Darcie.”
“Night, Cowboy,” I whispered, not wanting to break the magic of the moment.
He walked out, stopping at the door to look back. I smiled, the feeling more natural the longer I was around them.
Laying back on the bed, I giggled to myself as happiness filled me.
Diary #10
Lennox,
Oh my god! You won’t believe what’s happened. I’m still not believing it, and it happened to me!
Apparently, you started a trend.
The guys… they want to share me.
I’m still unsure how it will work, but I’m down for the ride.
Bubba’s in the dark, so I’ll have fun teasing him until he breaks. Any tips?
Brooks kissed me, and it was the sweetest thing ever. Grayson wants to take me dancing tomorrow. Would it be wrong of me to go further with him than I have with Brooks if the opportunity presented itself?
Do I need to keep them on the same level? Go in order? Just how does that work? Is it more of a sex roulette? Whoever it lands on gets the position?
Speaking of positions… you need to spill. I’m suddenly very curious about multiple partner experiences.
In other news, nothing from Maddox. I’m hopeful, though. It might be dumb of me to be so, but I am.
I also haven’t heard anything about Chase. I think I’m scared to look. But there haven’t been any news bulletins calling for my arrest, either. I don’t know if that’s good or bad. Preparing for trouble is hard if you don’t know what’s coming.
Speaking of coming… How many orgasms have you had at one time? Ballpark figure?
Call me, text me, or write back soon. Your girl needs all the deets.
Love,
Your soon-to-be harem sister (but not like in a weird way).
CHAPTER 11
Grayson
Darcie hummed along as she restocked filters in the supply room, shaking her butt as she rocked to the tune. The short shorts she wore made my dick hard every time I looked at her, imagining my hands on her. I fully understood why Bubba had struggled to have her around him all day. She was an unintentional dick tease.
Or maybe it was intentional. With Darcie, it was hard to say.
She was a whirlwind of energy, floating around in a cloud of sunshine. I hadn’t wanted to admit how right Cowboy had been. She was perfect for us.