**My Brother’s Best Friend**
Chapter 43
YANA'S POV
The almost-getting-caught nights stop feeling like accidents and start feeling like a game Cole is determined to win.
Five weeks into whatever we are, Ryan’s schedule changes. He gets two early shifts in a row, which means he’s home by ten both nights. Cole doesn’t care. The first night Ryan comes home early, Cole has me on my knees in the laundry room with his c**k down my throat and my own wetness dripping onto the tile. The dryer is still warm from the last load. The smell of detergent mixes with the thicker scent of s*x. Cole’s hand is fisted in my hair, controlling the pace, pushing deeper every time I try to pull back for air. I can feel him throbbing on my tongue when the front door opens.
Ryan’s voice carries down the hall.
