“I thought about you all day,” he said when she came nearer. She took one more step forward, and he reached for her, brought her all the way forward until her body nestled flush against his.
“Hello, Kelsey.” He covered her mouth with his, needing to take her taste into himself more than he needed his next breath. He needed to begin the feasting that would sate his appetite. She tasted better than ripe peaches. Stroking his hands across her back and down to her luscious ass, he cupped her and brought her hips even closer, ensuring she felt her affect on him. His tongue explored her mouth, sweeping inside, brushing against her teeth, until he felt the tension in her let go, until she used her tongue to taste him in turn.
Despite his cock already being hard and getting harder with each second, he eased back from her. When she opened her eyes, blinked as if regaining her senses, he leaned in and gave her a chaste kiss on her nose.
“Hello yourself.” Her distracted tone made him smile. She thought what they shared was only physical? Not hardly.
“My turn.”
Matthew’s voice drew her attention, and Steven watched as his brother gathered her in and laid his lips on hers.
A sense of rightness settled on him, and it was a sense he’d at one time despaired of ever feeling. Years ago, when Matt had left Lusty, Steven had felt certain he’d be back after only a few months. Then those months had turned into years, and then Matthew had married Linda.
At the time, he’d truly wanted his brother to be happy, even though he himself felt devastated. All his life he’d had dreams of the future, and those dreams had always included him and Matthew married to the same woman.
Finally, his world had come right. It thrilled him that Kelsey responded as hotly to Matt as she did to him.
Matthew took a step back from Kelsey, then flashed her the same smile that had always gotten him out of trouble. “I guess we should feed you first, before we gobble you down.”
“Hey, I might be the one who does the gobbling,” she said.
Steven laughed. “Yeah, you may very well be. Same goes, though. We should all eat.”
He noted the way she made sure neither of them held her hand as they entered the house. A quick look over at his brother and it was all he could do not to laugh out loud. Matthew had noticed her quasi-withdrawal and was going to respond to it in the same way he was going to—by pretending not to notice it at all.
Last night, they’d come inside and gone straight up the stairs to the master bedroom. Remembering the night before, he’d felt certain Kelsey would have pressed him when he’d told her the bedroom wasn’t his yet. It was the master bedroom, intended to be shared by him, his brother, and their wife.
What would Kelsey think if she found out they’d had it redecorated two months ago, using colors they knew she liked?
That was a question to be saved for a much later time.
“We kind of rushed you in and up last night, sweetheart. So how about the nickel tour now?”
He could see it on her lips. Part of her wanted to decline. After all, she wasn’t here to inspect the home or comment on the furnishings. She was here for sex, pure and simple.
He knew another part of her, the part he knew had already more than half fallen for them, wanted to see where he lived and examine their tastes in decorating.
He’d not known many women who could turn down the offer of a house tour. He figured it was something in them, some genetic coding under the general heading of the nesting instinct that came to the fore.
Of course, the nesting instinct in her won. “All right, yes. I’d like to see your house.”
This was the home he’d grown up in, and now it was his home. Other members of the family occupied different houses, some held in the family for generations. His folks had moved back to the Big House, and when she was in Lusty and not traveling all over hell’s half acre, Grandma Kate lived with them. Susan had a room there, but she also kept an apartment in the fourplex she owned over on Elm Street.
Joshua and Alex, his other brothers, each had a house in town. They’d been talking lately of building a new place together on the outskirts. They wanted a house they could share with the woman of their dreams.
They never doubted they’d eventually meet her, and that certainty was a family tradition, too.
Steven took pride in his home. Much of the furniture was as it had been through his youth. His grandparents had bought big, expensive leather and wood pieces made to last. Because they intended to make this their family home together, he’d consulted his brother on every renovation. Their tastes had meshed, which had been a blessing. They’d hired a decorator for some parts, but he and Matthew had refurbished the master bedroom themselves. They’d also done the den. They didn’t watch a lot of television, but when they did, they both wanted to enjoy the experience. The LCD screen they’d bought was the biggest Steven had ever seen. Judging from Kelsey’s reaction, it was for her, too.