Page 19 of Her Ex-Husband's Brother

I breathe out hard and blink my eyes awake, dropping slightly out of my hazy lust. Oh my god, what the hell am I doing? Did I really just tell him to fuck me without a condom?

I’m a responsible grown-up.

I mean,usuallyI am. I just never had to worry about it before because?—

I bite back the whine in my throat, suddenly having way more compassion for everybody who never stopped to ask questions at this point. But he’s a fuck boy, and I need to be smart?—

“Are you clean?” he asks, thumb caressing my mouth as his flecked hazel eyes pierce through me in the steam of the shower.

I nod furiously. “And I have an IUD. You?”

He grins that huge, white-toothed smile. “No IUD. But I haven’t had sex since I last tested clean two months ago.”

I glare at him for joking at a time like this.

And then I lean in and use my teeth to graze at that pulse point covered in tattoos at his neck I couldn’t stop staring at earlier. Then I start sucking there and that’s when his hand at my sex is swapped for?—

Oh!

His cock is much, much bigger than Jake’s.

I roll my hips so he knows I am still very on board for this.

Impatient even.Hungry.

His hand comes back to my clit, with me still sandwiched against the wall. He’s been holding me braced here this whole time as if I weigh nothing, which I happen to know is not the case?—

My head drops back to the wall when he enters me.

Oh God. Way,waybigger than Jake.

Thicker.

So muchthicker.

Thicker in a way that means hiscock itselfgives my clit friction when he finally pulls his hand away so he can seat himself fully inside me. I didn’t know cocks coulddothat. I rock in a quick preview spasm of what’s to come at all the places he’s stimulating at once.

Oh shit, I think suddenly.

This is how the design issupposedto work. Huh.

That’s the last legible thought I have for a while.

I’m too busy clutching onto August while he fucks me for a good ten to fifteen rhythmic thrusts that have me forgetting my own goddamn name.

“Good,” he says, slipping out even as I clutch him tighter. “You’re warmed up now.”

“Huh?” I squeak out, my pussy clenching at the empty air, frustration rushing in like the freezing pool after the hot tub. “What? Wait!”

But August is setting me back on my feet and turning off the shower.

“You’re just gonna leave me like that?” I laugh in disbelief, following him out of the shower as he steps out. “I mean, you do you, friend, but I gotta finish the job?—”

I’ve already dropped my hand down to finish myself off.

Sorry, but all bets are off and I’ve suddenly decided I’m not going to be needy ever again just to soothe the ego of the man beside me?—

When August turns around with a big, fluffy white towel in his hand, he’s grinning at full force while he shakes his head at me. “I like how you want it and don’t hide it.”