Page 6 of Sinful Brothers
My arms cross over my full chest, water dripping down my nose from the shower and I watch as he savours every ounce of my body.
“What do we have here then…” his voice is low and sultry and I shrink against the wall.
“I ran out of hot water.”
Not technically true, but I have no idea what the problem is.
He is sweaty. Bare torso out, ripped body. Thick, muscular arms, a dusting of hair over his chest and belly button that disappears into his shorts.
“That’s no good now, is it?” his tongue runs across his bottom lip as if he is planning his next move, eyes devouring me as the seconds pass and I swear I have just come.
He kicks his trainers off then steps into the shower, body to body, he towers over me.
I am shameless and have no idea what twin this is.
But in this moment I don’t care.
I read chapter fourteen of my book last night, and have been turned on ever since.
This is a reckless move, I know that.
His hand lifts and grips my face, thumb in one cheek, fingers in the other as he tilts my head back to look at him.
“You have plagued my every thought since the moment I read your resume.” He says softly, edging his lips towards mine. “My brother told me to stay away… and that was fine until you ended up here, naked in the shower… and well, my will power is just not that strong when what I want is offering herself to me.”
I swallow.
Grateful that I am the only one who can hear my thoughts; the way I pleasured myself at the thought of the Russell brothers last night makes my cheeks flame red.
“Am I right?”
I nod.
Desire burning deep inside of me as I clench my thighs together.
“Don’t think I didn’t notice that yesterday… you turned on Little Ruin?” And my brows knot at the nickname but I am not mad about it.
I shake my head from side to side.
His spare hand skims ever so slightly down my side, across my hip bone before his fingers dust across my pussy, fingers teasing over my lips.
“Don’t lie to me, Taylor… I don’t like liars,” he whispers against my mouth just as his fingers rub over my clit and I gasp as his fingers glide and tease at my opening. “And it seems you lied Ruin.”
My eyes roll as he focuses on my clit, my legs widening and I don’t miss the smirk that pulls onto his lips, eyes burning with want and need.
The tips of his fingers circle at my soaked opening and before I can prepare myself, three fingers are stretching me, causing a moan to pass my lips, my back arching off the wall. He pries my arms away from my chest as his mouth sucks my nipple into his mouth, licking and biting as he fucks me with his fingers, his palm rubbing against my clit and I know I am done for.
Pulling my leg up and around his waist, I hear the vibration of the groan in his throat as he slides his three fingers with ease in and out of my aching pussy, his palm rubbing just in the right place over my clit and against my pubic bone. My stomach knots, a pleasurable burn coursing deep inside of me.
His lips brush over my collar bone, up my neck as he sucks on my pulse point then lazily drags his mouth over my jaw.
“I am desperate to fuck you,” he whispers in my ear and my pussy tightens around his fingers. A low chuckle passes his lips and I hate that I have shown my hand so easily. “I’ll let you come, if you can tell me my name…” he teases, looking down at me as pleasure consumes my every thought. My hips roll over his hand, desperate to come.
He shakes his head.
“Don’t be a needy slut, Taylor. Tell me my name,” his eyes fall between us as he slows his fingers that are buried deep inside of me to a slow and torturous rhythm.
My eyes roll in the back of my head and that’s when I feel his fingers wrap around the base of my neck, squeezing a little tighter before smirking when he feels the way my pulse races beneath them.