Carson
“Sowhatifshe’sour little sister’s friend. Lots of people have live-in help.” I keep my voice down even though Nathan and I are in the living room while Goldie finishes cleaning upstairs. Nathan’s not keen on my idea to hire her for more than once a week cleaning.
“Our little sister’sbestfriend, and I know her.” Nathan drops his head into his hands, his elbows firmly planted on his knees.
“Noted, but you didn’t even recognize her.”
Nathan flops against the back of the couch. The poor guy’s in agony. “She didn’t used to look like that.”
“We could use help these next two weeks. Cooking, cleaning, errands, and whatever—“
“Fine. Let’s call Skylar’s Good Maids and find someone else, though.”
I clasp my hands behind my head. “Has to be her. If it makes you feel better, I’ll foot the whole bill.”
“Money’s not the issue. I know you want to fuck her.”
“You’re jealous that I consider her fair game.” I’d almost nutted in my pants when she stumbled on the deck and I’d caught her. Then when Nathan and I had her pinned between us, a primal need to claim her took over.
“Don’t let this come between us.” Nathan’s in a tight spot, but we’re all adults.
“Dude, she’s not off-limits just because she knows Natalie.”
“Yeah, she is.”
“According to you. Let’s let Goldilocks choose.”
“What?”
“See if she’d rather be our maid or our…” I raise my eyebrows.
Nathan drags his hands down his face then pounds a fist into the couch cushion. His eyes are closed as he shakes his head. “Only the maid part, not the rest.”
Nathan insists that we focus on how we’re going to regroup our workload with the revised, two-week shorter, schedule.
We hash it out until footsteps coming down the stairs catch our attention.
Goldie’s bare legs come into view, and my cock’s hard again. When we first came inside, we offered her a pair of sweats but everything we had swallowed her petite frame. I flop a throw pillow onto my lap to keep from looking over-eager.
Nathan does the same. I stifle a laugh. Poor dude.
The sway of her hips causes me to sort out my conversation with Nathan. Did I say I wouldn’t pursue her? Not exactly.
She pauses between the two of us. “My clothes will be dry in five minutes. Is there anything else you need me to do?”
Get down on your knees and suck my cock.I keep that to myself.
Nathan forces a smile and shrugs. The silence is ripe with sexual tension.
Her crystal blue eyes move between us and her hands are clasped in front of her pussy. She wants to make us happy, I can see it. I can feel it. I also don’t want to be a jerk to my brother.
Then I open my mouth, my voice low. “Did you do everything you were supposed to?”
Why am I such a mother-fucking asshole that I have to imagine her taking my orders? She nods, but the look in her eyes is my real answer. I’ve tapped into something.
Nathan cockblocks. “Here’s the deal.” He exhales hard before continuing. “As you know, we were supposed to be home tomorrow. We’re designing this ultra-cool house and were out of town talking to the homeowner and builder. Turns out they want to start construction sooner and asked us to cut two weeks off our timeline. It’s almost impossible unless we have help.”
If he’s only asking her about the maid service, this setup isn’t necessary.