Chaos series by Kristen Ashley (Page 34)
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This was all the experience I had.
Jason was number two in my not-so-long list of lovers. I gave it away to my high school boyfriend when I was seventeen. It wasn’t great. It didn’t suck. What sucked was, even though he was way into me and told me it was forever and I liked him enough to give him my virginity (which was to say, a lot), he told his friends he did me and that crap got back to me. This did not fill me with joy, and I dumped him. He was devastated, I didn’t feel all that great about the situation, but I wasn’t going to take that, the looks, the under-the-breath comments, the girls’ bitchiness, all of which he caused by doing something as stupid as bragging.
After him, I dated often enough but I was hung up on Shy, waiting for him to notice me, like guys seemed to notice me often so I didn’t get too involved and never found a guy I was willing to go there with. Then Shy broke my heart and I decided to concentrate on my studies, not guys.
While doing that, I met Jason.
Although the sex I had with Jason was always good because he went to great lengths, lengths I enjoyed, to make it that way, and it could get wild, we had fun, it was nothing like what Shy and I had last night.
I thought I’d had wild monkey sex.
I didn’t know the meaning of it until Shy taught it to me.
He had stamina. He had creativity. And he was so into me, it was unreal. He couldn’t get enough of me, wasn’t shy about me knowing it, and that worked for me since I felt the same for him.
We took only one break, to order a pizza. When it arrived, Shy walked to the bed and tossed the box on it. He moved to the kitchen, grabbed a couple of cold ones from the kitchen, handed one to me, then fell to his side across the foot of the bed, threw open the box and commenced eating.
I joined in, and when we were done, he threw the box on the floor (where, mind you, it still was), grabbed my ankles and hauled me down the bed to him.
I’d never eaten naked.
I’d never done a lot of the things I did with Shy yesterday.
And the best part was, it was natural, it felt right. I never felt funny or apprehensive or wondered if I was doing it right. It was all about him, his hands, mouth, cock, and body, what they made me feel and how much I could get of them, going for it, building it in him, giving it my all to get a low groan or a growl, feeling like I conquered the world when I earned one.
It was beautiful, amazing, all of it. And there was a lot of it.
So it was no wonder I passed out na**d on top of Shy.
Another knock came. I felt Shy’s hand tense into the cheek of my bottom, and I was about to lift my head and look at him when his other arm wrapped around me and I stilled. This was because he was holding me gently, rolling me, moving me slowly and carefully, like he didn’t know I was awake and he was making a grave effort not to wake me.
Sweet.
Very sweet.
“I’m awake, darlin’,” I said softly right before he placed me on my back.
His head came up, my eyes hit his sleepy ones, and my heart tripped.
God, seriously, even sleepy-eyed, he was amazing.
Those sleepy eyes moved over my face as his hand came up, cupping the side of my head. His thumb slid along my hairline, his eyes came to mine and he gave me the best good morning ever.
“You,” he whispered, “in my bed.”
My lungs compressed but in a good way.
“Yeah,” I whispered back. “With you.”
His eyes went lazy, dropped to my mouth then his lips dropped there.
We touched tongues when another knock came at the door and this time it didn’t stop.
Shy’s head came up and he growled, “Fuckin’, f**k me.”
I grinned up at him. He scowled down at me then kissed the underside of my jaw before he rolled over me and off the bed.
I pulled the sheet up to my neck and rolled to my side, watching the show that was Shy tugging on a pair of jeans.
He looked out the peephole and I watched, captivated by what I saw at the same time bracing as I watched every inch of his body go still.
Then he moved quickly. Unlocking the door, he threw it open and let out a man howl that shook the windows.
This shocked me so much, I sat up in bed. Holding the sheet to my front, I watched Shy lunge at whoever was outside. He then backed inside, his body now arched way back because he was carrying a grown man wearing fatigues with his stuffed-full Army drab duffel at a slant on his back.
Shy bounced the guy a few times as the guy slapped Shy’s bare back in a way it appeared he hadn’t noticed Shy’s back was bare. Then Shy dropped him on his feet, they jumped apart and looked at each other grinning hugely. They jumped back together and there was more man hugging and back pounds.
I took a wild mental stab and decided this was Landon Cage, Shy’s brother, home from deployment.
I was thrilled for Shy, and he was clearly thrilled to have his brother back.
What I was not was comfortable being na**d in a bed in the same room as a family reunion.
“Fuck, good to see you man, shit, you surprised me,” I heard Shy say as I started sliding toward the edge of the bed, yanking the sheet with me.
“A f**kin’ peephole,” Landon replied, pulling away, they kept hands on shoulders and hands clasped between them as they looked at each other and Landon finished, “Was gonna get the drop on you finally. Kick your ass.”
“How many times I gotta prove that shit to you? It’s not gonna happen,” Shy returned.
I made it to the edge of the bed and saw none of the clothes, Shy or mine, were within reaching distance.
Crap.
I looked back at the brothers, noting vaguely they didn’t look a lot alike. Shy’s hair was two shades down from black. Landon’s hair was about three shades up from light brown and, obviously, cut in a military cut, not long and curling around his neck like Shy’s. Shy had amazing, green eyes. Landon’s eyes were a warm, dark brown. They were the same height, but whereas Shy’s frame was tall with lean, defined muscle, it looked like Landon had maybe thirty pounds on him, all of it muscle, but I couldn’t tell for certain under those fatigues.
I took this all in as I considered my dilemma and wondered if I could make an escape to the bathroom with an armful of clothes without being noticed.
Both men’s eyes came to me.
Wonderful.
Well, escape was out.
Shy smiled big, sauntered my way and, in typical Shy fashion, didn’t hesitate one moment in putting me where he wanted me to be.
In this instance, he hauled me out of bed, tucked my front to his side and shuffled me his brother’s way, saying, “Fuckin’ thrilled I get to do this. Tab, meet my brother, Landon. And Lan, meet my girl, Tabitha Allen.”
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