Slowly she sat up and stretched, and her breasts bounced temptingly in his direction. “You don’t have to worry about that. I stay late for a bit over an hour tomorrow for drama.”
Not able to help himself he reached up and sucked one pointed nipple into his mouth then repeated the process with the other. “That’s okay. I’ll be waiting.”
She moaned. “We don’t have time for this. It’s late.”
“There is always time for this.” He rolled them over so he caged her in and took her mouth to his. His cock found her core and slid home. He was determined to show her there was time.
Chapter Six
Brandon picked Jess up after she’d had an early dinner with her parents. Tonight was games night at the Pride house. Jess felt like she’d entered the Twilight Zone. She gripped Brandon’s hand as he led her into his parents’ house. My God. She’d forgotten how utterly gorgeous all the Prides were. She and Brandon walked into the family room, and they all turned to smile at her, with their beautiful blond hair, tanned skin, green eyes, and perfect bodies. Together they looked like a magazine shoot or movie ready to happen. Even Sasha blended in somewhat, though she had different hair and wasn’t one hundred percent perfect compared to them.
Jess blushed as her gaze caught Tyler’s and Carl’s. Tyler winked at her, and she almost wished she could run and hide. The wink and the stare they gave her was like they knew every dream and every dirty thought she’d had about them.
Brandon was making a hissing noise behind her, and Jess backed up ready to make a run for freedom and a humiliation free night. Tyler and Carl both stood and strolled to her. The hissing from Brandon turned into a growl.
“Jezebel, it’s good to see you. Welcome to the family.” Tyler pulled her in for a hug, and she whimpered as the many daydreams she’d had of him doing this came to the surface. Pull it together, Jess. You don’t like him like that anymore. He is the brother of the man you’re sleeping with. You are very happy with Brandon. She berated herself and kept her body stiff. Brandon yanked her to him, and she sighed in relief. She darted her gaze up to see a huge smirk on Tyler’s face.
“Don’t stress, Brandon. Take a deep breath in. There was nothing there. It’s nothing with me anymore, see.”
Carl yanked her to him and hugged her tight. Getting annoyed with being pulled around she glared up at him and pushed against him to get away. Jess didn’t remember her brother’s friends ever being so friendly. “Nice to see you again, Carl.” She gave a push against his chest, and he let her go.
Jess stepped back next to Brandon noticing his dimpled smile as he looked down at her. He pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed her knuckles. Jess felt like she’d just passed a test. A tension she hadn’t realized had filled the room seemed to lift, and Brandon’s mother came over.
“Hello, Jezebel. It’s great to see you again. I’m happy you could join us on games night. Come sit. You’ll find we are a very competitive family. I think we have converted Sasha. Are you competitive?”
Jess shook her head. She didn’t have a competitive bone in her body. Jess’s brothers were the competitive ones. She’d learnt she never won against them, so after a while she stopped trying.
“I’m sure we will convert you, too. Your partner will be Brandon tonight. But first we’ll start with charades. This one should be easy. I hear you do drama.” Brandon’s mother smiled at her.
“Yes, I do drama, but I’m mostly behind the scenes.”
Brandon sat by her feet as she sat on the sofa. “Not tonight, sweetheart, tonight you’ll be on the stage with me. We’re going to kick some butt.”
Britney stood and rubbed her hands together. “Tonight I’m the referee and make sure you all play fair. Although I will say you can bribe me. Points will be added.” She winked.
Jess smiled as popcorn was thrown at Britney, and they all laughed as she opened her mouth and tried unsuccessfully to catch it.
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Brandon watched as Jezebel glared at his brother smugly as she got another trivia question right. For the first time since he could remember someone was better than his parents. Jess was a whiz at trivia, and they had won charades. There were only a couple more questions left, and the night’s game would be finished.
Jezebel had said she didn’t have a competitive streak, but she did tonight. He chuckled as she stuck her tongue out to Tyler, who had answered a question wrong, and she answered it.
“We have created a monster. Either we did this to her or she doesn’t know what competitive means,” Tyler muttered as he came and sat next to him after leaving the annihilation round. “I always remember her as a quiet, shy girl who hid and didn’t speak whenever I was in the room. I’m sorry about earlier, bro, but I wanted to show you that now she has you she thinks nothing of me. It was just a little crush. Humans are attracted to my animal magnetism.” Tyler’s eyebrow rose and fell.