ALEX
The night had been a blur of danger and temptation. Even now, as dawn leaked through the tall windows, pieces of it replayed in fragments—the dinner table’s tension, Dad’s warning, the Reed’s piercing gazes that seemed to follow me as I fled to my room.
Sleep didn't come easily. I stayed up rolling on the sheets, and in fragmented clips: his firm butt ramming hard into the blonde as she cried out, till she spasmed and he slowly, with theatrical motion, slid himself out of her gapping softness. She spit out juices, alongside his enormous d**k. Oh, his eyes locked to mine as he grabbed that heavy d**k, now softer but still serpentine, and flicked a couple of times to remove leftover c*m.
Every thought of the brothers made my chest tighten—Reed’s commanding eyes, Rhys’s playful smir
