Page 28 of Three Pucking Ex's Brothers
I get five feet down the hall when I hear a female’s voice.
“Rush…” Her voice is heavy, thick with desire.
I groan, not wanting to look or interrupt another one of Rush’s rendezvous.
Not that it happens frequently or anything, because it hasn’t happened in over a year, actually, but I really don’t want to see my brother pounding some girl on the couch at one thirty in themorning. Some things a guy could just do without the knowledge of.
Ignorance is totally bliss when it comes to my brother and sex.
I shiver at the thought. I tell myself I’ll keep my head down and sneak by, that I won’t look because I don’t need to see that, but then as I take a step forward, I get a full view ofwhothat familiar, warm voice belongs to.
“Nora…” Rush’s voice is thick and dark, and I stop dead in my tracks against the shadowed wall.
There, mere feet away from me, isNora.My brother’s girlfriend with…
Rush. My other brother.
She leans forward, kissing him and grabbing him by the neck. I’ve seen her kiss Brett before, but never likethat.
My cock twitches, and I bite my lip. I absentmindedly grab my dick, squeezing hard to try and kill this damn erection. Because I think I know exactly why I was hard when I woke up just now. I must’ve heard them in my sleep, or maybe my body just knewshewas here.
The only woman who’s ever made me feelanything.
I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about Nora in this very scenario. Poised beneathme. Giving myself to her—no, letting hertakewhat I wouldn’t give to just anyone else.
I know it’s fucked up to think about your brother’s girlfriend. But it’s another thing entirely tokissand touch your brother’s girlfriend, which is exactly what Russ is doing right now.
His hands are in her hair. His mouth is on hers.
They sound drunk.
From this angle, I can see he’s still clothed, though, and for that I’m thankful. If his bare ass was on display right now, I don’t think I could take it.
But it’s nothimI can’t take my eyes off of.
It’s Nora.
Perfect, wonderfulNora.
All I’ve ever known her to be was sweet and charming. Every time I saw her, she’d try to talk to me. Ask me about school or my community games, and every time, even though I wanted to stay and actually talk, I had to excuse myself because after about five minutes alone with Nora, my dick would be screaming at me.
“Fuck, Nora, you’re going to make me come if you keep doing that,” Russ says. “In my pants.”
Her shoulder moves, and I realize she’stouching him.Probably stroking his cock.
Oh, fuck.
My own presses against the inside of my boxers, my cockhead already slipping through the slit of my boxers from the growth alone.
I move my hand, if only to shove my cock back in my boxers before they notice me, but the minute I touch my cockhead, I realize how wet I am. My cockhead is soaked with precum.
Fuck.
I suck in a breath as panic hits. I need to get out of here. I need to just…sprint to the fucking bathroom and piss and maybe splashsome cold water on my face or my dick and just…forget about all of this.
I grimace at my touch because fuck, I feel so close already, I don’t know if I’m going to make it.
I slide down the wall to the ground as panic overtakes me. I pull my knees up and press my legs together, forcing my eyes closed. At least down here, they can’t see me.
