Torn Between Two Brothers (5 page)

She
would
make things right between them.

She stepped off
the train, hurried down the sidewalk and rushed inside her condo,
needing to jump in the shower to wash away her workday, but when
she moved through the threshold, and the enticing aroma of spicy
cologne fragranced the air and stirred her libido she instantly
knew someone was inside.

And she knew
exactly who that someone was.

With hurried
steps she turned the corner and found Adam in the living room
waiting for her. Overwhelmed by his rugged good looks, short dark
hair and chocolate eyes, her glance raced over him, pausing briefly
around the vicinity of his belt when she saw how happy he was to
see her. Looking sexy as hell, he was dressed in jeans and a
buttoned shirt, flowers in his hand, an open bottle of champagne on
the coffee table. Intense eyes brimming with raw need and desire
met hers and elicited a shiver from deep within. God, he looked
like he wanted to eat her alive.

With predatory
movements, he came toward her, his grin sexy, full of want. Her
heart leapt at the same time her body moistened and her pussy
clenched. God she missed him terribly. She struggled with her guilt
as she looked at him, her stomach churning because the last thing
she wanted to do was hurt him.

When she took
the flowers, smelled them, then carefully placed them on the sofa
table beside her, he reached for her and they exchanged a long
heated look.

“I’ve missed
you, baby,” he said.

A tremor raced
through her as the heat in his voice warmed her chilled body. “I’ve
missed you, too,” she managed to get out as her heart fluttered and
every fiber of her being ached to be with him.

As he pulled
her into his arms and crushed her against him her knees wobbled and
her chest tightened with emotion. God, she really did love him,
which made what she had to say all that much harder.

“Adam,” she
rushed out, feeling breathless, worried.

His pressed his
finger to her lips. “No. There’s no time for talking because there
are things I need to do to you first. Things I’ve been dreaming
about all week.”

“But–”

He swallowed
her protest with a hard kiss, a kiss so powerful and demanding it
rendered her senseless, the sensual overload making her forget what
it was she wanted to say.

“I mean it. No
talking.” Her toes curled as he pulled her scrubs from her waist
and peeled her shirt over her head. “I want you naked. Then I’m
going to fuck you.” He roughly ran the pad of his thumb over her
mouth. “I’m going to start here.” His hand trailed lower until he
cupped her moist pussy through her scrubs. “Then here.” His eyes
darkened, as he slid a hand around her waist and stroked her ass.
“Then I’m going to finish here.”

A shiver
wracked Lauren’s body with the memories of the last time he took
her like that, and she let loose a heated moan as he gave a
detailed itinerary of what he was going to do to her this time.
Right now she was too far gone to talk, too lost in the haze of
lust to think of anything except what he wanted to do to her
body.

He stepped back
and his eyes dripped with promise as his glance raced over her lacy
bra and quivering abdomen. In a voice full of dark desire, he
ordered, “Now finish undressing for me, then I want to watch while
you shower.”

Passion rose in
her and Lauren’s entire body quaked with excitement as Adam’s
intense gaze took in her every movement as she stripped. She
removed her bra and when she freed her full breasts and lightly
stroked her nipples, his deep growl of approval cut through the
silence. Using slow movements intended to tease, she wiggled her
hips as she slid her scrubs down her legs, then she toyed with her
lace panties before removing them and kicking them away.

Adam followed
her down the hall and into the bathroom, where she adjusted the
spray and stepped over the side of the tub. Still fully dressed he
stared at her through the open glass shower pane, and his
voyeuristic tendencies secretly thrilled her. She loved the
naughty, playful side of him, and really, really wanted to please
him and give him what he’d been missing all week.

Trying to keep
her focus, Lauren grabbed her body wash and generously lathered her
skin. She paid extra attention to her breasts, pulling on her
nipples and squeezing them together. She moaned in sensual bliss as
she stimulated herself and taunted Adam.

She heard a
rustling sound outside the shower and glanced at the man she loved,
a man who was currently unbuttoning his shirt. She saw the sparkle
in his eyes and knew he was up to no good. She quaked in
anticipation, her body craving him with an intensity that rocked
her world and derailed her ability to think with any clarity.

“Touch your
pussy for me,” he said, his voice a soft command.

Her sex
fluttered at the thought of masturbating while he watched. Lauren’s
hands left her breasts and skimmed her curves as they trailed
downward. Turning her body to give him a better look, she lifted
one leg and placed it on the edge of the tub.

With soapy
fingers, she widened her lips, stretching them open so he could
glimpse the pink skin and hard clit that was in dire need of his
attention.

“Rub
yourself.”

He removed his
shirt and pants as she ran her finger over her clit, preparing
herself for him. He tore off his shorts and his thick cock, so hard
and ready had her blood burning with need as it jutted free.

“Harder,” he
growled.

She pressed
against her clit, roughly running her fingers over it like he
demanded. A moment later he slid open the shower door and climbed
in with her. He pulled her to him and she ached, deep between her
legs, hungering for more than just his touch.

He ran his
hands over her body, and his fingers burned her flesh as he pressed
them between her legs. “Are you ready for me, baby?” he asked, his
warm breath washing over her face and arousing her even more. He
threw his head back and groaned out loud. “I love how wet you get
for me.” Then his eyes got serious for a moment and there was such
urgency in his voice when he said, “The only thing that gets me
through the week is knowing I’ll be with you on the weekends.
Knowing that you’re always hot and ready for me.”

With that he
gripped her hips, lifted her clear off the porcelain floor and
pressed her back to the cool wall. “Wrap your legs around me,” he
demanded, his voice so rough and full of desire it snaked around
her heart and squeezed.

When she did as
he said, he pressed his mouth to hers. Then he kissed her with all
the passion inside him as he drove his cock all the way into her.
The stab of pleasure tore a moan from her throat.

“Yes,” she
cried out.

“You feel so
fucking good,” he murmured as he stilled inside her, letting her
get used to his thickness as his girth pushed open her tight
walls.

Her pussy
throbbed for more. She rocked into him, prompting him into
action.

“Such a greedy
girl,” he teased as he withdrew and drove home again.

Taking charge
of her pleasure, his lips and hands moved urgently over her body.
He pumped hard, driving her against the wall as she buried her face
in his neck and inhaled his warm masculine scent. He pounded
harder, and her body convulsed as a barrage of sensation overtook
her. God, she loved the way he fucked her, loved the way he made
her feel like such a sexy woman. He smashed into her so hard his
pubis ground against her sensitive cleft, the stimulation bringing
her higher and higher.

When her cunt
started to ripple, dark eyes full of lust met hers. The need
between them was all consuming, palpable, and so damn powerful
there was no way she could ever get enough of him.

“I want you to
come for me now, baby.”

“Yes,” she
cried out as an orgasm pulled at her, but she didn’t want to tumble
over, not yet, because she didn’t want this to end. Ever. “Oh, God
yes.”

With his hands
biting into her hips, he pushed impossibly deeper, harder, until
their groans of pleasure merged. She began burning from the inside
out as pleasure raced through her bloodstream. Then her entire body
let go, spasming and tightening around his cock so hard, he
stiffened and she knew he was struggling to hang on.

“Come with me,”
she encouraged.

With that, his
eyes flashed, his nostrils flared, and he let loose a low, savage
growl as he pushed into her and stilled.

She could feel
his cock fill with heated blood, pushing out against her walls and
making her feel so gloriously full.

“You’re
incredible,” he whispered, his breath coming in jagged bursts. A
moment later her buried his face in her neck and splashed his seed
inside her.

“Yes,” she
cried out as his liquid warmth filled her.

She held him to
her, meshing their bodies as one. They both struggled to catch
their breaths. When she could finally speak again, she whispered,
“That was so good, Adam. I love being with you and I don’t want to
be out of your arms for a second this weekend.”

“Good.” His
grin was wicked when it met hers. “Because I’m not nearly done with
you.” He pushed a finger into her mouth, his eyes gleaming. “I
promised I was going to fuck you everywhere, and I don’t break my
promises.”

Those words
reminded her of Garret. He too was a man who didn’t break promises.
Thinking of Garret had her throat tightening.

Adam must have
sensed the shift in her because once again his smile fell from his
face and he turned serious when he said, “You know how important
you are to me and I’d do anything for you, babe. Anything to make
you happy.”

“I know,” she
managed around the lump in her windpipe. “I’d do anything to make
you happy, too.”

“Good, then
come on, let’s get out of here.” He slid open the glass door and
grabbed a towel for her.

“Where are we
going?” She hoped it was someplace close, because even if he didn’t
want to talk she really, really needed to clear the air.

“We’re going to
my place.”

A
dam pushed open the heavy front door of his empty
condo and thought more about his earlier conversation with his
brother. Unfortunately, or maybe not so unfortunately, things
hadn’t quite gone according to their well-thought-out plan. The
fact that his brother accidentally slept with Lauren forced him to
alter his proposal, but he still held out hope that all would work
out in the end. The order of events might have gotten reversed but
at least Garret had salvaged the situation and spent time with her
so they could get to know each other on a deeper level.

“Adam—” Lauren
began as they moved deeper into the condo.

He pressed his
fingers to her lips. “No, Lauren. Talking is for tomorrow. Tonight
we just play and enjoy.” He gave a light playful slap to her ass.
“Now come on, we still have a whole night ahead of us.”

Adam
desperately needed this time alone with Lauren, to show her how
much he loved her and that he wanted to spend the rest of his life
with her. He could tell she wanted to talk, but he also knew now
was not the time. He needed things to play out a little
differently. He needed to soften her and ease her into the idea
he’d spent months putting together. He knew her well enough to know
that if he just laid his proposal out on the table, she’d balk at
the idea and think he’d gone crazy.

He had one shot
at this and he wanted to do it right.

He loved her,
loved everything about her in fact, and hated that he couldn’t be
here for her everyday. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t take
matters into his own hands and do whatever it took to keep the girl
of his dreams happy and contented, every single day of the
week.

With that last
thought in mind, he turned to her. “Now where were we?” He watched
her throat work as she swallowed, then he said, “Oh yeah, I
remember.” He stroked her pussy through her pants. “First I’m going
to feast on you, then I’m going to fuck you so hard that come
tomorrow morning you might not remember your name, but you sure as
hell won’t forget mine.”

When he felt
want move through her body, he scooped her up, carried her to the
living room and deposited her on the soft rug in front of the
burning fire. They had the whole night ahead of them and he planned
to make every second of it worthwhile, because come morning he
wanted her so thoroughly fucked, and so thoroughly happy that she’d
never be able to say no to his proposition.

S
ometime throughout the night they’d made their way to
the bed, where they made wild passionate love until sun up. As the
early morning rays warmed the bed, Lauren stretched out her limbs,
but didn’t want to open her eyes. Not yet. Despite the rumble in
her stomach, she wasn’t quite ready to rise, wasn’t quite ready to
let reality seep into her day. Instead she decided to bask in
Adam’s touch just a little longer.

She gave a sigh
and it must have roused Adam. His warm masculine scent filled the
air as he moved between her legs. He spread her thighs, and her
head fell to the side as pleasure raced through her.

“Yes.” She gave
herself over to him as she cupped her breasts and plucked at her
nipples.

His lips found
her pussy, and he widened her labia with his tongue. Lauren gripped
the sheets and arched into his warm, wet tongue. He stroked her,
sinuously curling the soft blade around her clit, and raising her
passion. Oh God, it felt so good. His touch was soft, tender and
achingly gentle, so unlike Adam…

Her eyes sprung
open and she glanced at the man ravishing her pussy.

“Oh. My.
God.”

Unmistakable in
the light of day, Garret’s dark, sexy eyes met hers. “Good morning,
sweetheart.”