Steven slumped against me, and I strained under his dead weight as I dragged him toward the bedroom.
Howard pulled out his phone. "I'll call Mike."
I could only sigh. "Howard, I'm your brother's mistress. Do you get that?"
He hesitated, but the call had already gone through.
Stubbornly, he started giving the address. I grabbed the phone and smashed it on the floor.
Smirking, I asked, "Want me to show you what a mistress does?"
I began undressing without pause, pressing myself against Steven, who was still passed out drunk, yet his body responded instinctively.
I kissed his earlobe, letting my eyes go hazy with desire as I looked up at the flushed-faced man before me. "Or do you want to join?"
As Howard stepped closer, my heart raced.
His fingertips turned ice-cold like Steven's as
