He's breathing heavy, trying to reign in his anger. He close to me and now his fists are balled too. "You fucking idiot. Everything I've done has been for us. If you think otherwise, get the fuck out." He grits his teeth. "I mean it, get the fuck out now before I kick your ass!"
Karen's in shock. I promised her I just wanted to talk. I even promised myself I wouldn't fight Daniel, and now look. Everything I thought would fucking happen has vanished.
"Colt--" she begins to say, but I interrupt her.
"He's right," I say. "Let's leave. There's nothing more to say here."
We walk out of the office. Neither of us turns around to take a look at Daniel. We have no idea what's going through his mind, but it really doesn't fucking matter. At least he knows we're onto him. But I can't help but think about the confused look on his face. Is it possible that he really didn't know what I was talking about?
"I just want to get far away from here," Karen says, breaking my train of thought. I can sense the emotions of this afternoon bubbling to the surface. She's about to cry. I wrap my arm around her shoulder.
"I have just the place."
"We're checking into an ocean front hotel, and we're going to forget about this mess."19KarenHello there, I think to myself as I open one eye lazily, Colt’s naked body next to mine. After yesterday's stress … and drama, I wouldn’t mind waking up to this every single morning for the rest of my life.
I reach for him, caressing his cheek, and it almost pains me when he stirs. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps. Still handsome, of course, but it’s nice seeing him like this; when he’s awake, there’s always a fire in his eyes, and he looks so restless.
“G’morning,” he whispers, opening his eyes and smiling. He reaches for me with one hand, placing it on my waist, and then lays a kiss on my forehead.
“G’morning, brother,” I say with a soft chuckle, and he narrows his eyes at me.
“Stepbrother,” he corrects me, but I know he enjoys the way I tease him. I don’t know, there’s something very exciting about calling him ‘brother’. It’s taboo, it’s wrong… And the way that forbidden word falls out of my lips feels so deliriously sexy.
“Oh, is that so?” I ask, placing my hand on his stomach and then sliding it down his hard abs. I go as low as I can, his already erect cock standing in the way of my hand. “Because I’m in the mood for some brotherly action…”
“When are you not in the mood?” He grins, the hand he has on my hip moving up the side of my body. I’m still naked; I drifted off after the sex marathon we had last night, and so he reaches for my right breast, squeezing it. I let out one heavy breath, my nipples hardening as I feel the pressure of his fingers on my flesh.
“It’s your fault…” I purr, moving my fingers up and down his shaft. “How am I supposed to resist you? My own… brother?”
“You’re not,” he says, letting go of my breast and moving his hand down my body, resting it right between my thighs. I gasp as I feel his fingers on my wet folds, a pleasant electric feeling spreading from my pussy to the rest of my body.
I start stroking him harder, moving my hand up and down, and then close my eyes. Colt’s running his fingers over my pussy lips and then, without even a warning, he slides one finger in. He curls it upward like a hook, only stopping when his fingertip finds my G-spot. I gasp again, my body tensing up as that sweet anxiety of lust starts to take over.
“I love that look on your face,” he whispers, and I can only imagine how I must look right now, eyelids shut tight and lips locked into a strained smile of pleasure.
“I bet you do,” I half-moan, my voice quivering as he presses harder with his finger, sliding another one in. I’m about to tell him that he loves many other things about me when he shuts me up, pressing his thumb right above my clit. “Oh,” I pant, my insides suddenly burning up.
I clench my teeth, with that fire inside of me growing and growing until it becomes untamable. My muscles become taut and then, in a fraction of a second, a violent spasm of ecstasy washes over me as I come. I grab at the sheets, bunching them up as I push against the mattress with the balls of my feet.
“Now,” Colt whispers, leaning into me and brushing his lips against my ear, “you’re ready for the main course.” He slides his fingers out of me and, still lying by my side, kicks the sheets off our bodies. I’m about to open my eyes, just so that I can enjoy the sight of his naked body, when he places both hands on my hips and makes me roll to the side. With my back now turned to him, he closes the distance between us and a shiver goes through me as I feel his rock hard abs against my back.