Page 84 of Furious
The sound of their voices guides me through the foyer and toward the living room.
Despite having known Lev’s family since we were kids, I’ve been in here just a handful of times. Lev used to always be at our house when we were kids, due to the fact that his parents were rarely home. And it’s not that the Reillys didn’t entertain their friends. But the two hot shot lawyers’ busy lives are such that even the social events they organize are more often than not heldat the Country Club. This house is more a status symbol of their wealth and professional success than a home.
“Come here, baby.” Chance’s voice reaches me as I’m a few feet from the ajar door. I stand behind it for a moment, using the fact that they don’t know that I’m here to my advantage.
Zara steps into my brother’s open arms and they kiss.
The usual jealousy twists my insides looking at my girl in his arms.
It’s the same way she kisses you, dumb ass.
That’s exactly what bothers me. She trusts him as much as she trusts me.
My fingers close around the door handle and I’m about to open the door to enter the room.
“Hey.” Lev chuckles. “Do I get to kiss Zara, too?”
I half-expect my brother to argue, but I’m surprised when he doesn’t. Chance turns Zara around in his arms so that she’s facing Lev.
“We can both kiss her.” He says, before kissing his way down the column of Zara’s neck as Lev takes her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
What the fuck are those two doing? They’re going to get wound up and I can’t see this ending well for them. Especially for Chance. This is Lev’s house and he could tell my brother to get lost any second.
Lev might have been more than generous in helping me and Zara get some alone time without making our parents suspicious, but I doubt he’s going to walk away now. By the way he’s kissing Zara, I don’t think he’s going to back down.
My opinion is confirmed by the fact that Lev’s hand cups one of Zara’s tits.
He deepens the kiss, but rather than pulling her away from Chance, he pushes her further into his arms.
Lev’s lips leave Zara’s mouth to follow the trajectory of his hand and kiss their way down the swell of her chest.
Maybe it’s Chance, the one who’s about to walk away.
But he doesn’t. My brother lowers the spaghetti straps of Zara’s tank top, exposing her tits to Lev.
As Lev’s mouth reaches Zara’s already pebbled nipple, she leans against Chance, resting her head on his shoulder. “God, that feels so good. I love it when you both kiss me at the same time.”
The way she says it makes me pause. It sounds like this isn’t the first time they’re kissing her in front of each other.
I mean, I’ve seen them kiss Zara before. I’ve even kissed her in front of them myself. But those were pecks, shallow greeting kisses.
This? This is something else entirely.
Rather than entering the room and confronting them like I was planning, I stand rooted to my spot behind the door. I watch as Lev closes his mouth over Zara’s nipple, sucking on the delicate pink tip as Chance turns her head to take her lips in a devouring kiss.
Jesus. My knuckles turn white as I grip the door handle. I’m sure at any second they’re going to stop. Or are they doing this to see who Zara wants to be with? If she asks one of them to leave, someone will have a serious case of blue balls.
I think they’re going to cool things down when Lev abandons Zara’s tits, but I’m wrong again.
He stops kissing her just long enough to remove her tank top as Chance pops the button of Zara’s denim skirt and lowers the zipper.
She wiggles her hips, helping Chance slide the skirt down her hips, leaving her in nothing but a pair of tiny lace panties.
Fuck, she’s hot.
My appreciation of my stepsister’s gorgeous body is interrupted by the fact that both Lev and Chance lift their t-shirts over their heads.
Are they fucking insane?
