Holidays With the Walker Brothers (7 page)

Kylie
glanced over quickly but then focused on the road. “How’s that possible?”

“Remember
that one year when the twins rented that snow machine?”

V
barked out a laugh, which in turn, made Kylie laugh.

“Oh,
Lord. Let’s hear it,” Jessie instructed the two women.

Stories
about the twins and their mischief never ceased to amaze Kylie. And every time
she turned around, it seemed as though there was another one ready to be told.
And now that Jessie was dating Brendon – although she claimed it wasn’t
anything as serious as dating – there were tons more to be heard.

“I’m
pretty sure their parents had no idea they’d rented it,” V began.

“Not
that it would’ve mattered one way or another,” Zoey added.

“So,
they took the ice machine up to the high school. Keep in mind, they had
graduated years before.”

Zoey
laughed. “But Zane was a senior that year.”

Kylie
could actually imagine how this would’ve played out.

“I’m
not sure how they managed to get into the school, but they did. And they set up
this snow machine in the cafeteria of all places,” V explained.

“It
was the day before winter break,” Zoey continued. “I’m sure they had someone on
the inside helping them, although that person never did come forward.”

“Needless
to say, it took a while to get all of that cleaned up. And yes, it must’ve had
the twins’ signature all over it because Zane was called out on it.”

“Did
they suspend him?” Jessie asked, sounding eager to hear more.

“Oh,
no. Zane, despite the fact that he was a wild one, was a straight A student. He
never did get in trouble for it.”

“Did
their parents find out?” Jessie questioned.

“Of
course,” Zoey said with a giggle. “Curtis gave them props for being creative.”

The
four of them were still laughing when Kylie pulled the truck into the parking
lot of the mall.

Based
on how their morning had gone so far, she had high hopes for what the rest of
the day would bring. But she wasn’t all that convinced she’d find a gift that
would stun Travis or Gage.

♂♀♂

Gage

How
in the world did he not know that Kylie was planning to come to the mall?

Gage
disappeared into one of the stores and watched as Kylie walked past with Zoey,
Jessie and V all in tow. Keeping his eyes on the women, Gage snagged his phone
out of his pocket and shot a short text to Travis:
Did you know K was
coming to the mall today?

Figuring
he wouldn’t hear back from Travis right away because he was meeting with his
brothers, Gage slipped his phone into his pocket and then headed back out into
the crowded mall, smiling at the confused saleswoman in the store he just
vacated.

His
phone buzzed in his pocket, and he grabbed it, making sure to stay camouflaged
in the horde of shoppers who were moving from one window to the next, probably
in search of that perfect gift for their loved one.

No

His
fingers flying over the letters, Gage responded:
Remember that fantasy of hers?

Gage
slipped behind an older man and his wife when Kylie and her crew stopped to
peer into one of the stores just a few yards in front of him.

Fuck.
I’ll be there in ten.

Gage
grinned to himself. Apparently Travis’ priorities were slightly different from
his brothers. He could imagine the scene now, Travis rushing out the door and
leaving all of his brothers behind in their kitchen. And if Gage knew Travis,
he didn’t take the time for pleasantries.

Ten
minutes would be record time, and Gage knew it would take Travis at least
twenty, but he appreciated the urgency. In fact, his cock appreciated it even
more.

A
month or so ago, when Travis had prompted them with the question about their
deepest, darkest fantasy, Gage had nearly fallen right out of his seat when
their sweet wife informed them that she’d always wanted to have sex in a
dressing room at the mall.

Well,
now was her chance.

Keeping
a close eye on the girls, but managing to stay far enough away that they
wouldn’t spot him, he followed discreetly, slipping into one store or another
when they would stop. Gage had to wonder whether they were actually going to
separate at any point. He didn’t figure they were, so he was going to have to
get creative. As he waited for Travis to arrive, he tried to come up with as
many possibilities that would help him to lure Kylie away from the others.

He
could probably seek Zoey’s help, but then he would give himself away. So that
option was off the table.

A
sudden tap on his shoulder had him twisting around in a hurry. “Shit, you
scared the hell out of me.”

“I
told you I’d be here,” Travis said, peering around him as he looked in the
direction Gage had been facing.

Glancing
down at his watch, Gage looked back up at Travis. “Fuck, did you break every
traffic law there was?”

“What
did you expect?” Travis asked, a sinful smile on his face as he leaned in and
kissed him quickly.

Gage
grinned. Ok, so no he couldn’t blame the man.

“So
what’s the plan?”

“Hell
if I know. I’m just interested in finding an empty dressing room,” Gage told
him, turning back to see where the women were.

“I’ve
got an idea,” Travis said as he started to walk off.

“Wait!”

Travis
turned back and smiled. “You follow them. I have a feeling which store they are
heading into next. You know women and candles. I’ve got this covered.”

Women
and candles.

Shit,
now Gage was thoroughly confused, but it wasn’t like he had much of a choice
because Travis was walking away at a brisk pace. Unable to keep Kylie and
Travis in his line of sight at the same time, Gage let Travis go while he fell
into step with a group of shoppers as they moved forward.

The
overhead speakers were playing instrumental Christmas music, the food court was
busy as shoppers took a mid-morning break and people were moving quickly in and
out of the stores. Gage considered himself lucky that he didn’t get trampled in
the chaos.

Fifteen
minutes later, Gage was ready to give up. He’d gotten no further in trying to
find a gift for Kylie or Travis, and he was getting damn tired of trying to
hide from the four women who had now managed to purchase something from damn
near every store they’d been in.

Gage’s
phone buzzed, and he retrieved it from his pocket. Stepping out of the path of
the relentless holiday shoppers, he managed to keep from being clipped by one
of the determined mall walkers.

The
text made Gage smile and he hurried back into the throng and, after reversing
his direction, he made his way to the large department store that was near the
entrance he’d come in almost an hour ago. How the hell did Travis get to the
opposite end of the mall, and did he honestly expect Kylie to make it that far
in the next, oh, say, four hours?

He
found his husband moving through the ladies clothing at the far end of the
store, which was surprisingly empty with all of the madness he’d left behind in
the main mall area.

“I’m
not sure yellow is your color,” Gage said by way of greeting when he snaked his
way through the racks and racks of holiday sales.

“Fuck
off. I look good in any color,” Travis retorted with a shit eating grin.

“What’s
the plan?”

Travis
tipped his chin up, and Gage turned to see what he was directing him to look
at. “Well, I’ll be damned.”

“Not
enough credit, I tell you,” Travis muttered before taking Gage’s hand and
pulling him toward the farthest wall.

They
made their way over to Kylie, who seemed to be running solo at the moment, her
partners in crime probably left behind somewhere to spend even more money.

“Hi,”
she greeted with a huge grin. “What are you boys doing here? And,” she paused
to look between them, “why do I now get the feeling that I didn’t accidentally
leave my credit card back at that store?”

Gage
glanced over at Travis, then back at Kylie. How in the hell did he manage to
convince a salesperson to… “Did you check to see if you had your credit card?”

Kylie
put her hands on her hips. “What do you take me for? Of course I checked.”

Gage
watched as she glanced down at her purse.

“I
just couldn’t remember which one I used.”

Travis
pulled Kylie up against him, lowering his head down until their mouths were
fused together and effectively changed the subject. The man was good at that.
Gage’s dick stirred at the obvious public display. He would never tire of
seeing that. Granted, he’d prefer to be involved in their little love fest, but
there was certainly something to be said about being a voyeur.

“Early
Christmas present,” Travis told her when he pulled back. “Now come on.”

“Where
are we going?” Kylie asked, grabbing Gage’s hand as they walked past.

“It’s
a surprise.” That was all Travis said before he pulled them farther into the
store.

Without
fanfare, Travis led them straight into a dressing room at the back of the
women’s clothing department. Apparently, Travis did his homework because this
one at least had doors that went to the floor and actual walls around each
individual dressing area.

When
Travis pressed Kylie up against the wall, Gage knew this was one Christmas
shopping excursion he’d never, ever forget.

♂♀♂

Travis

“Remember,
no talking,” Travis warned Kylie as he pressed his much bigger body against
hers. When her hands came up and slipped into his hair, he simply stared down
at her.

God,
she was incredible. Sinfully delicious and so fucking beautiful. He was
absolutely certain he would never, ever get enough of her. Or Gage for that
matter.

Speaking
of…

Reaching
around behind him, Travis pulled Gage closer, causing the man to stumble until
Gage was flush against his back. He fumbled behind him until he linked his
fingers with Gage’s and then pulled his hand around between him and Kylie.

“Touch
me,” he whispered, hoping like hell Gage heard him because any louder than that
and they’d probably alert one of the sales clerks working just outside the
door. Then again, he was pretty sure the store had video cameras throughout the
place and probably saw the three of them sneaking in, so they seriously needed
to hurry.

Leaning
in close to Kylie’s ear, Travis whispered, “Have I told you lately how much I
love when you wear skirts?”

This
particular skirt was floor length, but it was a skirt nonetheless which allowed
much easier access than if she’d left the house that morning in jeans. Then
again, Travis had become quite adept at getting both of them out of their
clothes fairly quickly, no matter what they had on.

“Fuck,”
Travis growled low when Gage cupped him through his jeans.

When
Kylie pulled his head down to hers, pressing her lips to his, Travis knew this
wasn’t going to last long. Grabbing a handful of fabric, Travis managed to lift
her skirt until he could slip his hand beneath.

Awww,
hell. She wasn’t wearing panties. Taking complete advantage of the situation,
Travis slid his index finger through her slick folds and then inside of her.

Capturing
her cry with his mouth, Travis kissed her for all he was worth, while Gage
worked to free Travis’ cock from his jeans. Lord, these two were going to kill
him. His mind was warring with how to make this happen in such a small space
and make absolutely no noise whatsoever. And exactly how had Kylie’s fantasy
turned into his all of a sudden?

Before
Gage could get a firm grip on his now freed cock, Travis twisted, pressing his
back against the wall and bringing Kylie between him and Gage.

“That’s
better,” Travis whispered, looking up to meet Gage’s mesmerizing brown eyes.

There
wasn’t much space in the small dressing area for them to move around, and
Travis was certain they wouldn’t be able to do exactly what he wanted –
sandwiching Kylie between the two of them – but he had an idea.

Tipping
Kylie’s chin up with one finger, Travis pressed his lips against her ear,
breathing the words as quietly as he could. “I want your mouth on my cock.”

When
he pulled back, Kylie was grinning, and her blue eyes glimmered with heat.

Sliding
his fingers into her hair, he pulled her head down toward his cock, not
allowing her to go to her knees. He met Gage’s eyes and made sure the other man
knew exactly how this would play out.

Groaning
wasn’t even an option when several chatty women came into the dressing area,
although they made enough noise to almost mask any sounds they would’ve made.
Travis still didn’t want to give their location, or their very dirty deed,
away, so he bit his lower lip as the fiery warmth of Kylie’s lush mouth slid
over his cock, sucking him deep.

The
only thing he could do was grip her hair firmly to try and keep her from
lassoing him right into an orgasm. He was not going to come until he was ready
and if he gave her free rein, he would be coming like a damned teenager, within
seconds. In order to quell the urge, Travis kept a firm grip on the base of his
cock with his free hand and watched as Gage pushed his own jeans down just over
his hips, aligning himself behind Kylie.

There
was no warning as Gage slammed into her once, but the subtle vibrations from
Kylie’s moans against his cock told Travis she was enjoying what Gage was
doing.

Travis
alternated between watching Gage slide deep inside of her before retreating
slowly. Over and over, he impaled her in one brutal thrust before sliding out,
his cock glistening as he did. The sight was so fucking hot, Travis wasn’t sure
how much longer he’d be able to hold on. Between Kylie sucking him, her fingers
kneading his balls and watching Gage fuck her, he was in a particularly fragile
state at the moment.

Kylie
forced Travis’ hand off of his cock where he’d been squeezing himself to keep
from coming and she began furiously stroking him with both her mouth and her
cool fingers while Gage picked up the pace.

Dropping
his head back against the wall, Travis willed his damn legs to hold him up as
Kylie pushed him closer and closer to the edge. Only when Kylie’s mouth
released his cock did he look down to see her stroking him faster while Gage
fucked her with hard, punishing thrusts that had Kylie listing forward with
each urgent stroke.

Gritting
his teeth, Travis knew he couldn’t breathe a sound, so he swallowed his groan
as Kylie’s body stilled, her lips wrapping around the head just as his cock
jerked, his release spilling into her mouth as she proceeded to suck him dry.

Once
he was sure he wouldn’t slide to the floor in a heap, Travis forced his head
up, watching as Gage thrust into Kylie, once, twice, again until his husband
looked up at him, their eyes locked on one another as Gage’s body stilled, his
face contorted in obvious rapture as he came inside of her.