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“What do you want me to do?” I whispered,and reached for his cock.

He batted my hand away. “I got this.”

“But.”

In one swift movement, he was sitting on top ofme, straddling my thighs. “You can touch me another time, baby. Youlook too tired now. All right if I come on you?”

How hot was that? I wasn’ttoo tired to whimper. “Oh. Yeah.”

He bit his bottom lip as he worked his dick inhis hand and gazed at my body. It was fast. He was ready. Probablyready long ago. Within seconds strings of pearly cum streaked acrossmy body reaching from my breast to my pussy. For a long time heseemed to just gaze at it before he snapped to his senses.

He went to the bathroom and came back with adamp towel and he cleaned me up. I was half way to sleep before he’dfinished. He coaxed me into the bed and covered me over.

When he joined me in between the sheets, hekissed me. It was so sweet and gentle. And he tasted of me, and yet,so lovely I wanted to kiss him some more. It occurred to me that itwas strange we’d been so intimate before kissing. I had his jizzover me, we’d seeneach other come — all before we’d kissed.

Who was I?

“You’re perfect.” He didn’t have to saythat now we were done. But it was sweet to hear. “I’m pleasedEton found you. I hope you’ll stay with us.”

It was a strange thing to say, and I had noidea what he meant by it, but the next thing I knew, a sudden loudnoise woke me up.

I’d fallen asleep with Harry, and we both satbolt upright when we heard an angry male voice from somewhere in theapartment. “What the hell is going on here? When I saw your brotherin bed with some tart, I realized my mistake in letting myself in.But Jesus fucking Christ, boys.”

CHAPTER TWENTY

HARRY

With horror, I realized what Dad had walked inon and precisely what he thought he’d discovered.

I jumped out of bed like there was a fire,threw a large shirt at an alarmed Siena, and pointed to my bathroomdoor. She grabbed the shirt and shot into the bathroom.

While listening to the sound of my brothersprotesting, I pulled on the same clothes that I wore the nightbefore.

“Dad, it’s not how it looks.”

“You shouldn’t have come in here. You justsaid it yourself.”

“I don’t care if you’re gay, but you arebrothers!” our father shouted, and I couldn’t ever rememberhearing him so angry.

“We’re not gay!”

“You could have gotten yourself a couple ofwhores like Harry, or just held back for a night.”

“We’re not gay.”

“It’s not what you think.”

I stepped into the hall, intending to back uptheir protests, but not sure what excuse we could give, when Istopped in my tracks. A confused woman stood in the hallway, lookingcompletely lost.

“Hello,” I said to her. And then I calledout, “Dad, it isn’t how it looks.”

My dad stepped out of Finn’s bedroom,followed by Finn. Thankfully, he’d pulled on pants.

Dad looked furious, pale, and sick. “You leftme pretty late last night. I thought you were coming straight backhome, and I thought it would be safe to turn up and surprise you all.First, I find you in bed with a tart. I didn’t think you’d havehad the time, but I can understand you might have needs after beingaway so long. Then, I see the place looks like there’s been a partyor an orgy. There are clothes everywhere. And finally, I get to thisroom and find my sons.” He shook his head. Apparently, he couldn’tsay those words, and he tried to shake the vision from his mind.

I pictured the scene — his two sons in bedtogether and naked. There was no reason for it that he could see, andI didn’t know how to explain it to him, not with Siena right therein my bathroom.

The same thoughts must have been going throughFinn’s mind, and Eton’s, who had stayed out of view. I’d guesshe was hunting for clothes or being sick in the bathroom.

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