Page 43 of Christmas with Brother's Best Friends
As our eyes meet, the air leaves my lungs as a heated haze rolls over my mind, clouding my most logical thoughts. The ones telling me to pull away. To keep my distance from the men I shouldn’t feel this way for.
Ryan frowns, concern filling those green eyes that I keep getting lost in. “Em?”
The sound of his voice sends me over the edge, and I surge forward and kiss him, igniting a flame that I won’t be able to control as the taste of peppermint fills my senses. And just like that, the line is crossed—and I don’t want to go back.
Chapter twenty
Chapter Twenty: Josh
Ishouldn’t even be surprised when Emma kisses Ryan, but shock hits me in the chest like a bolt of lightning regardless.
This could change everything.
Ryan tightens his grip on her arms as he kisses her back for a few seconds before pulling away. “Wait…”
Emma shakes her head. “I’m tired of waiting. I’m tired of fighting against how I feel. I want you. I wantallof you.”
Max and I share a surprised look with each other. I think we all suspected that she liked us to some degree, but we didn’t want to ask. Hearing confirmation makes our feelings all that more real.
It makes the possible consequences all that more real too.
Emma glances around at all of us, a horrified look filling her features as Ryan lets her go. “I’m so sorry… I read things terribly wrong.”
I stand up from my seat and shake my head. “You didn’t. Trust me, you didn’t.”
“Absolutely not,” Max agrees from beside her.
Ryan glances around, and the three of us share a look. A silent confirmation passes between us. “We all feel the same about you,” he says, softly stroking her cheek.
“We just haven’t wanted to ruin our friendship with Ethan and Andrew,” Max whispers, letting the heavy weight settle over all of us.
Emma’s cheeks flush, nervousness still filling her face. “I can’t help how I feel.”
I cross over to her and gently cup her face, hoping to soothe away her stress. Sure, there are things to worry about, but it feels like we’re in our own little world in this office. Hidden away from everyone else. From the eyes of those we don’t want to see us.
“Then don’t fight it,” I whisper, closing the space between us and pressing my lips to hers. Emma slowly winds her arms around my neck, her chest meeting mine. The deeper our kiss becomes, the needier our movements become. She parts her lips, allowing my tongue to brush hers.
Even the tiniest moan of hers makes me start to harden.
I break from her, feeling the other guys’ gazes on us. I need a breather, and it’s only right of me to share. “Come here.”
Emma follows in a heated daze as I guide her to straddle Max’s lap, my hand resting on her back. She grabs Max’s shoulders to steady herself, his hands flying to her hips.
“There you go,” I praise her as she crashes her lips against his, the heat between them already burning hot.
Max pulls her across his lap, coaxing a moan from her as the friction hits her. He doesn’t stop, helping her grind on him as their needs become more desperate. Harder to deny.
I take a step back and watch the scene, my erection already straining against the front of my pants. Every curve of her body calls out to me, yearning to be caressed. My eyes shift to Ryan as he watches, subtly rubbing his palm against himself through his pants. “I think she needs help getting her clothes off.”
Ryan nods without hesitation and reaches over, tugging off Emma’s sweater and unhooking her bra in a few seconds. He tosses the garments over to a nearby chair before standing behind Emma, coaxing her head back with a hand in her hair so that he can kiss her again.
We definitely don’t feel the cooling temperature in the office now. At this point, I’m burning hot, and I gladly strip off my suit jacket and my button down to cool myself.
Max leans forward and takes one of her nipples between his lips, sucking hard to make her gasp into Ryan’s mouth. He moves to the other, his hands squeezing and caressing her soft flesh.
Ryan lets his hands roam over her arms and shoulders, easing any lingering tension in her muscles. “You are so beautiful. You were so damn hard to resist.”
Emma smiles up at him as she buries her fingers in Max’s hair, holding him close to her chest as he continues sucking and kissing. “Don’t resist.”
