I stepped out of the bathroom with my skin still slick and warm, little drops of water sliding down my back and between my breasts. My whole body felt alive, buzzing like I'd been plugged into electricity. Alex's taste was still in my mouth, salty and thick, and my p***y ached in the best way, swollen and wet from everything we'd just done, but instead of feeling satisfied, I felt hungrier and greedier.
One brother had lit the fire, but now I needed the other one to throw gasoline on it. I couldn't wait another minute. Blake was downstairs, and I wanted him tonight. Right now.
I walked to my room on shaky legs, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. I didn't bother with a towel or anything fancy. I just pulled open my drawer and grabbed the smallest pair of sleep shorts
