Page 89 of Die for You
Quinn leans on her foot, hands on her hips as Aurora lifts her coffee to her lips. “So. My brother’s obviously in love with you. Is it mutual?”
Aurora sputters on her coffee.
“Go.” I point to the bus, where the last of her group is boarding.
Quinn grins before hugging Aurora again, nearly sending the rest of her coffee sloshing over the rim. “Nice meeting you!”
My sister runs to catch up, disappearing onto the bus with a final wave. Her question hangs between us, heavy and enormous. Anchoring us in place.
Finally, Aurora breaks the silence. “Should we go back to the library?”
I shake my head. Rest my hand on her lower back. She bites her lip in anticipation. “We’ve got other plans.”
Miraculously,no one else is home. We’ve got the house to ourselves. Me, Knox, Damien, and Aurora.
Good thing. Aurora’s going to bring the walls down with her screams if I have to keep my head between her legs all night.
In Knox’s room, he and Damien are already waiting for us. She leads the way, adrenaline propelling her forward. Guiding me by the hand until I shut the door behind us.
Knox and Damien stand from his bed. The three of us surrounding her. Curtains open to put our angel on display.
Hot anticipation boils low in my gut. I’ve never needed her—anything—so badly.
As soon as she’s halfway through the room, she halts and spins on her heel. Chews her lip. Adorable when she’s nervous. “I want to take care of all of you this time.”
Damien lets out a dark chuckle. “What do you think you’ve been doing?”
“I mean, I want you all to relax and let me...” She gestures toward the bed.
Knox shakes his head. “You’re going to have to tell us what you want, angel. Or show us.”
She lifts her chin and pushes her shoulders back. “Sit on the bed.”
We follow her instructions with smirks. We know exactly what our girl’s got up her sleeve. Can’t wait to watch her struggle to swallow every load again.
When we’re all perched on the edge of the bed, Aurora nods, hands on her hips like a teacher. The thought makes me harder.
Without a word, she saunters toward me and tugs at the hem of my shirt. “Take these off,” she tells Damien and Knox.
Her fingers graze my skin as she slides the shirt over my head. Couldn’t remove my gaze from her face even if I wanted. She’s mesmerizing. The way she wets her bottom lip with a slow drag of her tongue. The way her brown eyes brighten when they glimpse the skin and hard muscle on my chest, shoulders, abs as she slips the shirt from my shoulders.
Aurora’s palms glide up my bare arms. Resting on my shoulders. She’s examining me, memorizing every inch. Like we’re the only two in the room.
Knox tosses his shirt at her head playfully, breaking us out of our trance. She fakes a scowl as she drops his shirt to the floor. “What’s next, beautiful?”
“We’re ready for you.” Damien rubs his groin through his slacks, giving her a cocky grin.
She moves to Knox’s bedside table and grabs the bottle of lotion before nodding at Damien. “Lie on the bed. On your stomach.”
“Not sure I like where this is going.” He frowns but does as she says. “No one’s getting pegged tonight, Aurora. Or any night.”
Knox snorts, and I can’t help but chuckle. Aurora holds back her laugh as she approaches him, climbing onto the bed and straddling his legs. “Will you just relax?”
When she squirts lotion onto his bare skin, he flinches and pushes up on a forearm to glare at her. “What the hell are you doing?”
Aurora’s brows furrow. Slowly, she says, “Giving you a back massage? Duh.”
For a second, Damien is stunned. No girl’s ever given me a massage before. By Damien’s face, no girl’s ever given him one either.
