Page 52 of Leave Me Behind
Bradshaw groans and lets his head fall back. His grip on my hair doesn’t loosen.
I shut my eyes and let this moment just unfold. The deep sounds that roll from his chest send pulses of heat through my center. I let my free hand slide down to my clit and rub in a slow motion to get myself off. The dress is thin and makes access easy.
“Fuck,” Bradshaw hisses between his teeth as I take him deeper, massaging the underside of his cock with my tongueand swallowing on his flesh to work him into madness. His fist curls tensely into my hair and his other grips my jaw like he’s trying to keep me from consuming him so feverishly. “Who the fuck taught you to do this?” His voice is weakened by lust and pleasure.
If I could smile I would, but he’s too deep inside my mouth.
I can tell he’s close by the way he’s bucking lightly into the back of my throat with need.
The door opens just as I’m performing my finishing move on Bradshaw—we’re too connected and unable to part before the gasp rolls out of Eren’s throat.
Bradshaw stills and tenses, his entire body like a statue, with the exception of his pulsing, throbbing dick inside my mouth. He’s coming and I can’t keep myself from swallowing multiple times. Bradshaw lets out a few shameful groans as his salty release flows down my throat.
“Jesus fucking Christ… Well, don’t stop onmyaccount,” Eren says, laughing to himself and throwing his towel on the floor.
Bradshaw loosens his grip on my hair and jaw. I sit back on my haunches, wiping my lips with my wrist before growing increasingly horrified at the evidence of my pleasure that drips down my bare legs.
Both men are staring at my exposed thighs with front row seats to see my wet panties.
Eren curses and extends a hand to help me up off my knees while Bradshaw tucks his still very hard dick back into his pants.
Once I’m standing, the room becomes increasingly awkward as the silent seconds draw out.
Eren runs his hand down his face, his fingers lingering around his mouth and chin as he stares at me like I’m the biggest fucking problem in his life right now. I can practically hear his thoughts.What am I supposed to do with her?Then he looksat his brother and the same thought seems to flutter across his mind.
“You two are making my life really fucking hard right now, you know that?” Eren practically laughs, but the humor in his voice doesn’t reflect in his dark blue eyes. “First you’re fighting, then hurting each other.” I open my mouth to argue that only Bradshaw has hurtme, but Eren’s pointed look shuts me up. “Andnowyou two are… what the fuck even is this? Are you fucking now?” He throws his hands in the air, exasperated.
Bradshaw rolls his eyes at his twin before glancing down at my wet thighs. The way his eyes becomehungrywith his unfinished business sends another throb of need through me. I refuse to waver, so I stand firmly, ignoring his seductive looks. But that becomes impossible as Bradshaw approaches me and slides two fingers up my inner thigh, an inch away from my core, before bringing the evidence of my arousal to his lips and stroking his fingers clean with his tongue.
My cheeks flare with heat and Eren’s eyes widen.
“This. This is exactly what I’m talking about. What the fuck is wrong with you, Bradshaw? I’ve never seen you act this… this…” Eren’s voice trails off and pain spreads across his face.
“Go ahead. Say it.” Bradshaw stares at him emptily.
“Psychotic! You’re acting like a fucking animal. The shit you’re pulling… Do you have any idea how much I’ve covered for you? How much I’ve sacrificed to keep you here? You know the general won’t put up with anymore of your shit.” Eren is nothing short of pleading with his brother and it tears at my chest like savage claws. I’ve never had what Bradshaw does—his brother is fighting so hard for him and he just doesn’t give a shit.
“Iama goddamn animal, Eren. Haven’t you known? Don’t pretend like I’m just some broken little thing that you can fix. You’re just prolonging a shitty ending and you know it,” Bradshaw says calmly. His words are like drops of rain. Moresorrowful to be heard knowing that he doesn’t care an ounce for himself. Is this why I’m drawn to him? Because he’s… like me. A prolonged, shitty ending.
Eren’s eyes narrow with anguish. “Get the fuck out.” He says through gritted teeth and tense shoulders. The veins protrude in his neck and, for a moment, I think he’s going to hit Bradshaw if he doesn’t leave.
They hold a glare for a few dreadful seconds before Bradshaw turns to regard me once more, tapping two fingers on my sternum and knocking me back on the bed. I scowl at him and it earns me a cocky, careless grin before he heads to the door without another word. Eren hands him an extra mask he had in his nightstand, since I ruined the one Bradshaw wore coming in. Then he’s gone, and I find an odd sense of loneliness filling the space where he just was.
Eren lets out a long, weary sigh before looking at me. He seems disappointed and maybe even ashamed. Though I can’t discern who it’s for—me or Bradshaw.
“I… um.” I try to form words but fail miserably.
My thighs close together and rub with need. I have to take care of this ache. I’m still worked up from Bradshaw’s cock in my mouth.
Eren’s eyes catch the motion of my legs and his brows pinch with more humor than rage. “You two really will be the death of me.” His gaze is heavy and he doesn’t pull his attention away from me as his lips curve up. “Need help, or are you going to take care of it yourself?”
My heart clammers against my ribs.Did Eren just offer to get me off?He laughs at my widened eyes and tips his head down toward his swollen cock, not hidden at all beneath those gray sweatpants.
“I’m just a man,” he says innocently, and my cheeks flush with his admittance. “I can’t look at a woman in need and not get an erection.”
Eren looks like Bradshaw in every way. Even the size of his bulge seems comparable. My conscience tells me that it’s wrong to use him like this, especially if I’m picturing his brother in his stead, but he’s just my superior. This can just be an indulgence, can’t it? Just two humans who need to get off?
“No feelings attached, right?” I ask and Eren’s grin is instant.
