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  “Ahhh…” She moaned softly arching her back as if she wanted more.

  “You’re dripping, sweetheart… Does this turn you on?” Another swat to the ass, the sound of skin hitting skin filled the air. She nodded her head yes, her dark hair going in every direction as she did so. Her eyes were barely open and her face conveyed nothing but blissful pleasure.

  “More…” She begged. I undid the button on my jeans and slipped my hand into my boxers, my hands wrapping around my stiff cock as if they knew exactly what I needed.

  “Beg for it,” Luke growled, and I gripped my cock harder, my grip almost bruising. I wanted to be angry with Luke, I wanted to tell him to get his hands off of her, but I also wanted to watch her cum. I needed to see her lips part and her cheeks warm as pleasure filled her body.

  “Please, spank me harder, Luke. Please.” Her voice was so pure and innocent, so gentle and so fucking perfect. She leaned further over the couch her ass jutting more as if to say here it is, come and get it.

  “Good girl.” He purred in her ear, rewarding her with another hard smack against her ass. He soothed the pain away, massaging the area only to smack her again and again. He continued to soothe and spank her ass until her ass cheeks were red with handprints. I was sure her pussy was clenching, and her nails were digging into the fabric of the couch.

  I fisted my cock harshly, fucking my own hand as he smacked her ass harder, each smack pushing me closer to the edge of insanity.

  “I….” She cried out. “I’m going to cum.” I wished I could see her face right in that moment as she the waves of pleasure crested in her body. I continued to stroke my cock, not wanting to cum yet, but not wanting to give up the image of her glistening pussy. Luke had done well, making her cum with nothing but the gentle massage, and hard smack of his hand. Now it was my turn.

  “Come here,” I growled, forgetting about Luke, or anyone else for that matter. All that mattered was Isabella, and making her feel exactly how I did. She slowly stood pulling herself up to the side of the couch. A soft smile showed on her face. Her eyes were filled with pleasure and desires that only I could meet. Once she was right in front of me I lifted my hand caressing one of her ass cheeks, bringing her chest flush to mine.

  “Do you want my eight-inch cock buried deep inside that virginal pussy of yours?” I had to know. I had to hear her say the word out loud.

  “Why don’t you check for yourself.”? The words slipped from her lips right before she kissed me, taking my hand and shoving it between her legs so I could feel for myself just how ready for me she was.

  My body was already on fire, my cock begging for something to sink into, and she wanted to do something as risky as play with fire? I smiled against her lips and slipped a finger deep inside her hole. She was tight, so fucking tight. It almost brought me to my knees how perfect she was.

  “I’m guessing from the juices dripping down my hand that you’re more than ready for me. And you are, aren’t you?” We were past foreplay. We were now in uncharted territory. Playing a game of cat and mouse that neither of us would survive. I gazed into her eyes, wanting to never leave the confines of such a tight, warm, space.

  “Take me.” She growled, her teeth sinking into my bottom lip. I pulled my finger from her pussy without even a thought, wrapping my arm under her ass, pulling her up into my chest. I could see the entire world in those hazel eyes of hers. I wanted her, and I wanted her now, but more than that I realized that I couldn’t share her with my brother. I couldn’t share this moment with him. She was mine, and I wanted her for myself.

  “I will. I want to. But I can’t. Not here. Not when my brother is here. I want you, and only you. For myself, and no one else, and he knows that. So as badly as I wanted to take that sweet pussy of yours and deflower it, I can’t right this second because it wouldn’t feel right to take you in front of someone else.” Her eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

  “But I want you.” She nipped at my lip, almost pleading. I shoved my forehead against hers, forgetting about the money, the work, and the fact that Luke was mere feet away.

  “And I want you too, more than you can even fucking imagine, but if I’m going to take you I’m going to take you the right way. How I see fit. Do you understand me, Isabella?” Seconds ticked by before she nodded her head up and down.

  “Good. Now I have to get to work, but I promise you by midnight your pussy will belong to me.” I released her, gently placing her back on the ground wondering if I had made the biggest mistake in the fucking world not taking her right here and now. As I turned around, buttoning my jeans, I noticed the lingering of a smile on Luke’s face. Yeah, the need to punch him in the face had never been stronger.

  “I’ll be waiting…” Isabella’s sweet voice met my ears pulling me from the violent thought.

  “You better be.” I smiled as I made my way out to the truck. Now all I had to do was convince myself, and Luke, that I wasn’t falling for Isabella.

  Chapter Five

  Isabella

  Watching him work out in the heat did nothing but make my pulse spike. Every single movement he made caught my eye. When his muscles bunched together from the strain of moving the wood pieces or when he bent over to get something my entire body would clench, including my pussy, which I was sure now belonged to him. No one had ever claimed it, let alone with two fingers like he did.

  “You stare at him harder than you do that Kindle of yours.” My mom’s voice startled me right out of the lawn chair I was sitting in. My hands lifted to my chest as I tried to shove the organ called my heart back inside it.

  “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph you scared me.” I huffed, out of breath and my legs wobbly. My mother snickered like she had just told a hilarious joke or something.

  “See, if you weren’t so engrossed in him you would’ve noticed me coming from a mile away.” Her tone was all matter of fact. The truth was, I was way more than engrossed in that man out there. I was falling for him. Completely smitten by him and neither he nor my own mother knew it.

  “Not true. I was merely supervising, anyway what are you doing home so early?” I lifted an eyebrow in question. I wanted to take Logan up on his offer later and have him fuck me in my bed. But I couldn’t do that if my mother was here. My eyes darted to the couch where Luke had spanked me until I came this morning. My insides turned to mush as relived the rush of pleasure that filled my veins with every smack of his hand against my ass.

  “I had to take a break between shifts. They want me to work the late night shift so I won't be home until eight tomorrow morning.” I wanted to jump up and down as soon as I realized what it was that she was saying. She wouldn’t be home. I would be alone. All night. A good girl like me shouldn’t be so happy over something so small but I was elated.

  “That sucks, they must be short staffed?” I played dumb, all while thinking about the dirty things that Logan would be doing to me later.

  “I wasn’t born yesterday, child. Don’t be planning no parties, and don’t invite anyone over.” Her voice was stern, and her words were laced with a warning.

  “I will do nothing but sit on my Kindle for hours reading.” I smiled, lying through my teeth. I wanted to feel bad for lying, for breaking the rules, but it was exhilarating and intense to be doing things I know I shouldn’t.

  “Good, now let’s have lunch before those twins get done working on the fence.” My mother’s eyes drifted past me and to them. I couldn’t tell what it was she was thinking as she watched them, but I was almost certain it mirrored something that I too felt when I looked at them.

  Lust.

  “Uhh, Mom. You’re staring. Let’s go.” I cleared my throat, grabbing her by the arm and coaxing her into the house.

  “Oh yes, sorry. I was just trying to see what it was that they were working on. That’s all.” I coughed, covering a laugh, because I knew more than anyone that’s the last thing she was doing. Once inside the house, I allowed myself one last glance at them, my eyes glidi
ng up and down Logan’s body taking a mental picture of him, saving it for later when I’m sure I would need it most.

  ***

  “I put the money on the counter for pizza. I’ll be home no later than eight AM.” She scurried around the house grabbing her car keys and wallet, as if she had no idea where she had placed them.

  “Oh, and please lock the door before you go to bed.” She placed a kiss on my forehead and stared at me for a long second before blinking away whatever it was that she wanted to say. Instead, she shook her head and made her way to the door.

  “I love you, Isabella.” The words came out almost like a whisper as she opened the door and slipped outside without another word. I waited until I heard her car pull out of the driveway to get up and walk over to the back patio door. It had only been a few hours since I last stopped to look at him, even if it felt like a lifetime. The sun was setting off in the West, making the sky an array of orange, pink, and purple colors. My mind drifted to the thought of having sex back here in the yard under the stars, or the setting sun?

  Would it be as beautiful as it was in the books I read? I gripped the handle to open the patio door, feeling eyes on me before I even looked up. I knew Logan was watching me because I was doing the same, all the time, every second of every day that he was here.

  “My mom just left if you want to stay for dinner?” I extended the offer to Logan, knowing that Luke may also stay but I hoped he would decide to go home. The pleasure he had given me earlier was intense and so exhilarating, but the feelings that Logan gave me were so much more. Logan made my heart race and my body hum. Yeah, Luke could evoke pleasure from me, but Logan could make me feel things without even having to touch me.

  I could see a conflict had already been taking place between the boys. Logan looked enraged and Luke, of course, had a smug smile on his face, showing he didn’t really give a flying fuck if his brother was upset with him. They both made their way in my direction as soon as I spoke.

  “I would love to stay. Luke, on the other hand, will be leaving… Won't you?” Logan nudged him with his shoulder, and Luke sneered.

  “Sure thing, big bro. Anything for you…” I could feel the tension between them and wondered if it was my fault. I wanted Logan to stay, to give him my virginity, but would he really stay with me the entire night if Luke left, or would he change his mind? Anxiety filled my belly.

  “Is everything okay? I don’t want to cause problems for you two.” I shifted from foot to foot staring at both of them. They stopped mere feet away from me their bodies glistening with sweat, as they towered over my small form. Would it be so bad to let Luke also take my virginity?

  I bit my lip, wanting to let the fantasies come to life.

  “Oh there’s no problem sweetheart, just a little disagreement between us brothers is all.” Logan’s voice startled me, and I released my lip from between my teeth my cheeks growing red as I realized both of them were now looking at me.

  “Okay… I just didn’t want to cause a disagreement.” Honesty dripped from my words.

  Luke leaned forward and into my space, the smell of sweat, and all man filtered into my nostrils. A grin formed on his face, that grin made my panties wet and I’m sure tons of other women’s. It didn’t matter though that him and Logan looked exactly alike because I could tell with one single look who the more mature of the two of them was.

  “I was just wondering if you could possibly solve this little disagreement that we were..” Darkness shadowed his face and a shiver ran down my spine. I was starting to realize just how different Logan and Luke were from each other.

  “Sure.” I smiled forcing myself to remain calm. Had I made a mistake? I didn’t know these two from Adam and I had allowed them in my house, and to touch me? They could be serial killers and I had all but invited them in.

  “Logan here seems to think he has a chance with you…” Luke spoke to me but his eyes stayed glued on Logan. “Would you mind telling him that my spankings turned you on more than his fingering?” The sinister smile that formed on Luke’s face made my heart beat furiously against my rib cage.

  Had Luke spanking me turned me on more than being in the shed with Logan, his fingers doing delicious things to my pussy?

  “That’s enough Luke. If you want to prove a point to someone it’s not going to be Isabella.” Logan growled. There was protectiveness to his voice, and when he looked at me I could see just how much I was starting to mean to him.

  “Aww, come on brother. You share any other time.” Luke snickered, taking a step back away from us. He pulled his work gloves off, his eyes darting between Luke and I. Confusion settled into my features. Something more was going on here, something that I had no intention getting tangled in.

  “Leave. Now.” Logan ordered, his eyes brows pinching together, as his body grew rigid. His jaw was clenched and anyone could tell that if Luke didn’t leave soon that there would be fists flying.

  “Whatever you say….” Luke sneered before directing his attention back to me. His hand reached out a moment later, the rough pads of his fingers skimming across the side of my cheek. “If my brother can’t live up to your standards just let me know and I’ll be at your service, baby. Any day. Anytime.” My tongue slipped from my mouth, wetting my lips.

  Did I want Luke like I wanted Logan? I asked myself that question as Luke walked away, leaving Logan and me alone for the first time since he touched me alone in the shed.

  “If you want him I understand, but just know I’m in it for the long haul. I want your pussy, your body, your mind, and your soul. I want you.” I couldn’t help but smile as he spoke. How could I even question if Logan was the one for me or not? Did my ears not just hear what he said?

  “I want you,” I whispered, just as he leaned into my body. The need to reach up on my tiptoes and kiss him was overwhelming.

  “I want you too.” He whispered back right as his lips descended on mine. It was as if he could read my mind.

  Chapter Six

  Logan

  Anger still pumped through my veins, warming my blood and intensifying my feelings for Isabella. I was pretty fucking sure that Luke had a death wish. He knew the moment I laid eyes on Isabella that she was mine. I claimed her and even warned him that I would be the only one to take her pussy, but he had to push me. He had to see if I would stand my ground against him.

  If he wanted a fight, I would give him one. I couldn’t believe, for the very first time in twenty-four years, that I was going to fight my twin brother for a girl. A girl he didn’t even fucking want, at least not like I wanted her.

  “Yes, sausage and mushroom only.” I watched from afar as Isabella called and ordered us a pizza. My palms were sweaty and butterflies filled my belly every time our eyes met. I had never felt this way for a woman, ever, let alone one I had yet to sleep with. Every single time I looked at her, my cock grew stiffer and the air in my chest stirred.

  I forced my attention to anything but her, my eyes roaming over the furniture, the couch where Luke had spanked her this morning. Fuck him. My teeth ground together. Deep breaths, asshole, I told myself moving from the sofa to the wall where a bunch of pictures hung, pictures of Isabella and her mother.

  There was very young Isabella in nothing but a nightgown, her hair was a mess, and she had a sleepy smile on her face. Then there was another of her mother and her on a sled in the snow.

  “I see you’ve found the baby pictures and we haven’t even fucked yet.” Isabella’s smooth voice met my ears, and I whirled around coming to a stop as soon as I realized she was almost standing on top of me. Did she just say the word fuck, and even worse, out fucking loud?

  Yeah, she needed to say more bad words because anything that naughtiness spilling from her lips turned me right the fuck on. Hell, I was constantly hard whenever she was around, but that wasn’t the point. The point was, her sweet as sin mouth had said a bad word, and that made me harder than I ever had been before.

  “I didn’t know
something as sweet as your mouth could say such a dirty word.” I shifted on my feet the heat between us was so hot I wondered if I would start melting.

  “There are a lot of things that this sweet mouth does and says that you don’t know about.” Isabella teased, her long dark eyelashes fanning against her cheek as she stared up at me. Our chests were almost touching, and I could feel the heat of her body against my clothes. God, how the fuck did I get so lucky.

  “Oh really…?” I teased back, raising an eyebrow. My cock was stiff as a board, and only growing harder with every passing second that I wasn’t buried deep inside her. All I wanted was to strip her bare and imprint myself on her.

  “Yes, sir. I’ve done very, very bad things…” My stomach churned and a protectiveness I didn’t quite understand came to the surface. I didn’t want to hear about whatever it was that she did with other men. I wanted this to be just her and I. Always. I didn’t want her thinking of any other cock but mine.

  “Prove it,” I said, leaning into her face, my eyes honing in on her lips, the need to possess them almost unnerving. One second I was consumed with the need to protect her and force the thoughts of other men from her mind, and the next I was being hit with waves of excitement and pleasure, as she dropped to her knees in front of me and reached for the button of my jeans.

  “You want my cock?” I swallowed around the lump in my throat, watching as she smiled, the excitement of unleashing me from my jeans showing in her eyes.

  “Yes. I want to taste you against my tongue.” She had me mesmerized in a daze from her beauty and honesty and before I even realized it she popped the button on my jeans and started to pull them down, unleashing my cock. I watched her big hazel eyes grow wide with a mixture of fear and elation.

  “You sure you can handle it?” My tone was cocky and maybe a smidge self-absorbed but I had a big ass dick and I knew how to use it to my advantage. If I wanted to tempt and tease her before I gave it to her then I would, because I had the goods to back up whatever I said.