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I gasp when he grasps my shirt, ripping it like I’d suggested. “Fuck, I’m sorry, baby I’ll fix it,” he tells me as he goes for my bra. Thank fuck it clips in the front. My mind flashes to Levi trying to sew my shirt back together. His big hands would never be able to do it. I’d laugh if I wasn’t about to explode with need. I’m riding the edge of an orgasm.

“Forget the shirt!” His eyes dart from the shirt he’d tossed to the floor to my bra and he pops the clasp. His hands slide up to where my arms lie above my head. A look of possession that flashes in his gaze. My hips rise at that the look. I want him to possess me everywhere.

Levi doesn’t have to be told again. “I should let you rest,” he says as he strips me of my pants next. He begins kissing a path up my leg. I’m restless on the bed. Though my hands are no longer pinned, I still feel invisible bonds there. I suddenly feel his hot breath through my panties. He takes a deep breath and I know he’s breathing in my arousal. I lift my hips again, trying to make some sort of contact. I’m desperate for him.

“Did I cause this wet spot on your panties, baby? You smell so fucking good…knowing I made your panties this soaked…” He stops mid-sentence and licks the wetness from my panties. He closes his eyes for a second. I almost orgasm at the sight.

“Please.” It’s all I can manage to whisper out to him.

He grabs hold of my panties and rips them off and my body, my lust and my love are bared to him.

“We can rest after you spank me.” I have no intention of resting. I’m not even sure what he’s talking about at this point. My body is so hyped up that all I can think of is his cock pounding all of his pent-up aggression into me. I look forward to Zeke getting his ass back home, too. I know by that time Levi and I will be ready for Zeke’s bossy side to return and command us for the rest of the night in bed. I’m looking forward to them working my body so hard that I pass out. I plan to spend the rest of the weekend that way.

“Yeah,” he agrees. He twines his fingers with mine, anchoring my hands to the bed once more. In one long thrust he’s filling me to the hilt. That’s all it takes and I’m coming undone underneath his powerful body. I’ve been on the edge of orgasm for too long. I can’t control the way my body reacts to him. Levi groans as my pussy locks around him.

He shifts and sits up and pulls me into his lap. My ass hits his thighs and his hands engulf my waist as he thrusts in and out of me. His loud grunts and the sound of the bed hitting the wall spark another orgasm in me, rushing on the heels of the last.

“Levi.” I grip the sheets under my hands, needing something to hold on to. I know this orgasm is going to hit me harder. My mind can’t catch up to my body’s pleasure.

“Give it to me, Livvie,” he moans, and I feel some of his release inside of me.

“Livvie!” He shouts my name in a plea this time. My eyes fly to his. I can see he’s trying so hard not to come. He wants me to come again first. I begin working my pussy faster on his cock. I’m in such a frenzy when the orgasm hits, my back bows off the bed. This orgasm is deeper and longer, and my pussy clamps down on him and I come all over his cock.

My eyes drift closed as Levi falls over me, peppering kisses all over my face. “Rest,” he whispers in my ear. “Zeke will be home soon.” My pussy clenches around his cock, still inside me. This makes him chuckle. “You are a greedy girl.”

I sigh in agreement. I always will be when it comes to them.

CHAPTER6

Zeke

It’s almostdawn when I finally stumble through my door. Lines of code are still whirring in my brain and I swear I’m still seeing matrix-like neon green numbers falling in front of my eyes against a black backdrop.

“You had a late night,” murmurs a soft voice.

My tired eyes land on Olivia’s beautiful face and the code evaporates like smoke. She loops her arms around my neck and presses her lush, sweet-smelling body against mine. I lift her up so I can press my face against her collarbone. God, she feels good. She has a puffy robe on, but underneath she’s got a silky nightie that feels slippery in my hands. I tighten my grip and slide her slowly up and down my frame. Her hands twine into my hair, nails scratching lightly across my scalp.

I hadn’t realized that this would be one of the perks I’d have when she came to college. I’d spent a lot of time fantasizing about what we’d do in bed, but not much about what we’d do out of it.

But this soft welcome-home hug? I could get addicted to that as easily as I am to her kisses.

“You, too,” I mutter, pressing my lips into the hollow of her throat. Her heart beats steadily under my lips. That, too, is strangely comforting. I love Olivia, always have, but I didn’t know how great it would feel to be this close to her without sex.

She drops a kiss on the top of my head and then wriggles free. She grabs my hand and leads me over to the kitchen table. “Sit. I know you’re tired, but I know you, so your head is full and you need to unwind. I made you a cup of tea. Drink this while I make eggs and toast for you.”

I stare down at the pale brown liquid with a sense of unease. Tea? When have I ever drunk tea? “No coffee?” I ask, tipping the cup and watching a few dark pieces settle into the bottom.

“You can’t have caffeine. You’re going to drink the tea, eat these eggs I’m scrambling and then you’re going to bed.”

I make a face. “Levi loved the tea,” Olivia informs me. “He says he drinks it all the time for its health benefits.”

“No way.” I’ve never in my life seen my twin drink anything but sports drinks and milk.

“Yes way. It’s very beneficial. I gave you chamomile and it’s meant to help calm you and aid in digestion.”

Fucking would calm me and aid in digestion, I think, but I keep that to myself. This is the first time Olivia’s made something for me, so even if it was cow shit, I’d eat it and ask for more. I tip the entire cup down my throat in one gulp.

The tea tastes like leftover peanut juice, but I swallow it down because Olivia made it. She sets a plate full of heaping eggs and dark toast in front of me and slays me with a full wattage smile as she inspects my empty cup.


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