Page 20 of Calla's Boys

It’s always fun to see him get knocked down a few pegs when she is with one of us instead of him… especially when I’m the one getting all of Calla’s focus and attention at the time.

The rest of the guys feel the same way, and I guess that’s why this crazy little situation between the five of us works as well as it does.

We have a system, a set of rules, and it keeps us all in line—for the most part.

While I’m eager for the next ‘group project’, I’m looking forward to the next time I get to be the center of attention. Part of me wishes I’d bit back when Clyde tried to take control of everything, but these guys are my brothers, and for the most part, I’m happy to share this with them, especially as it was my idea from the start… At least when the regret at getting them involved isn’t hitting me like a truck.

As I lose myself in thoughts of how this all started, my mind and emotions become a bit muddled, and I lapse into the silence that usually follows me around.

I’m used to being sidelined, treated like I’m lesser, like I’m a burden, but Calla’s never been the kind of person to let me wallow in those emotions—instead, she draws me out of them with her gentle presence.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I close my eyes and lean back on my hands, sighing as I try to make sense of my thoughts.

The bed sinks down a little next to me, and I open my eyes as a soft hand rests on my knee and the warm, fresh scent of Calla’s shampoo and bodywash floods my senses.

I turn to look at her, smiling a little when I see the concern in her eyes.

“Are you okay, Billy?” she asks quietly, squeezing my thigh.

I nod.“Yeah, just taking it all in. It’s different here, isn’t it?”

She smiles, picking up on the fact I’m not just talking about where we are right now.

I lean against her, inhaling her sweetness, and I close my eyes, savoring her warmth against me. I sigh contentedly, and turn my face to kiss her shoulder.

A soft gasp escapes her lips, and I smile against her skin as her hand tightens a little on my leg. I lift my head to meet her gaze, and I see the heat, the need, and the care for me—and all of us—in the pretty green depths.

Chapter Fifteen

Calla

Sweet and troubled Billy. Of all my boys, he’s the one who struggles the most. He hasn’t had it easy, and initially, my instinct was to protect him—and I tried.

But, Billy didn’t want protection—he wanted love and affection, which I was more than happy to give him.

When his lips press gently against my skin and he lifts his head to grin shyly at me with heat in his eyes, I have to fight back a giggle.

This moment is far from funny, but I can’t help feeling amused by how quickly these boys can be ready for round two when I can still barely walk straight.

I turn toward him, feeling my cheeks warm as he tugs at the knot on my towel and my breasts tumble free.

My breath catches in my throat as he gently palms them, taking their weight in each of his hands, and then rubs his thumbs over my nipples, coaxing them into tight little peaks.

I moan a little as he pinches the still tender tips between his fingers, tugging on them slightly. He exhales sharply at thesound, and then kisses my lips so gently before deepening the kiss.

The sounds of our kiss are obscured by the quiet moans he’s drawing out of me as he slowly runs his hands farther down my bare skin, massaging my hips and thighs before coming to a pause between them.

The heat from his hands and the kiss take away the faint chill from being naked and still a little wet from my shower, and I wiggle to try and move closer to him.

Billy breaks the kiss, breathing hard and clenching his hands where they’re resting in my lap.

I’m not sure why he’s stopped, but I know better than to try and push him. We stay there for a few moments, sitting quietly on the bed, while I wait for him to collect his thoughts and decide what he wants to do next.

The sound of the door opening breaks the silence that was filling the room around us. Neither of us move or turn to look. It’s one of the other boys, and judging by the lack of remark over my current state of undress with Billy, it’s not Clyde.

Billy glances past me as he comes over and sits down on my other side. Heat spreads down my body as the warmth radiates through me.

“Mind if I join you?”Jesse’s voice fills my ear, and he slides his hand around my waist.

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