Love’s Suicide(84)
Author: Jennifer Foor

Brooks sat up and stared at me. “You have half a million dollars hidden from your husband and he never knew?”

I flashed him a guilty look. “Yeah. I wanted Brooklyn to have the best life. I knew that after I built the house, I wouldn’t have to work to afford a mortgage. I could be home with her, where I wanted to be.”

“I can see where he wouldn’t even ask. Look, you know I don’t care about that money. Your parent’s house and the life insurance was for you anyway. That money isn’t for me or for your husband. I just have one question for you.”

“Anything.”

“When can I move in, because me living on the base isn’t exactly going to work for me when my girls have that nice big house and I can’t be with them.”

“I told you already that you’re going to live with me. I thought you knew that I meant now.”

He sat up and got right in my face. “I’m teasing you. Do you really think I’d spend one night without the two of you? I’ve literally been to Hell. I’m in this for the long haul, woman. There’s pretty much nothing you can do about it, either. I hate to break it to you, but you’re stuck with this forever.” He motioned to his body.

I giggled. “I’m pretty sure I can live with that.”

He pulled me on top of him. “You sure I’m what you want? I mean, there’s no going back this time. We’re either in it together, or it can’t happen.” His face was conflicted. “I can’t lose you again, Kat, not now that I finally have you.”

“You won’t,” I assured him. “We’re in this together.”

He flipped over. I could smell the chlorine from the pool on his skin. “I’m going to go get a shower. It’s late, so nobody would notice if we were in there together.”

I’d always been semi-modest with both Branch and Bobby. Neither of them gave me that self confidence that every woman looks for. Sure, both told me I was beautiful, but I never felt like it meant enough.

“I’d love to get a shower with you.” Brooks knew me inside and out, and for that reason, making decisions such as showering, was easy.

He pulled us off of the bed, and started leading me into the hall bathroom. The hallway was dark and we could see the dim light from underneath Branch’s room, letting us know they were still up. Once inside of the bathroom, Brooks shoved me against the wall, pinning my hands above my head. “I think it’s time to pay back my brother for all the nights I knew you two were together. What do you say? Do you feel like expressing yourself a little louder than usual?”

Those baby blues were showing the seriousness of what he wanted from me. Brooks wasn’t just wanting to get in the shower. He wanted Branch and Melissa to hear every detail of it.

I bit down on my lip and mimicked his wicked-evil grin. Loudly, without even agreeing to it, I moaned my answer. “Oh, yes. Give it to me, Brooks.” So what if we were being juvenile. I missed my old life and being in that house made me feel like a teenager again.

Being bad shouldn’t have felt so good, but there I was ripping off my clothes and watching Brooks doing the same. He leaned over and turned on the water, while I watched his ass and licked over my own lips.

For a second I remembered back to years before, when I thought Brooks and Branch were both equally defined. Brooks appeared to have spent a lot of time working on his physique. Though he wasn’t big and bulky, his muscles were all defined, making him even more desirable to me.

When he turned around, he caught me staring. I got a once over look and a big ornery smile. “You were just eyeing me up, weren’t you?”

I put my hands up. “Guilty. Maybe you should punish me.” I put one leg up on the tub and faced my back to him speaking loudly. “Maybe you should spank me.”

Honestly, knowing my history, I didn’t think he would really spank me. His hand came across my ass causing me to let out a loud yelp. The sting of it was lingering as I felt his hand rubbing it back out. He leaned over and whispered in my ear. “Sorry. I always wanted to do that. Don’t be mad.”

I smacked him on the shoulder, still whispering. “Jerk. That hurt.” I rubbed my sore butt cheek. “Okay, I probably should have said I was playing around. I’m not mad at all, but you do know that you’re going to kiss every inch of that cheek until the burn goes away, and then you’re going to wash me, until you’re ready to burst from the buildup.”

His lips brushed over my face. “It will be my pleasure, but when I’m done, I’m taking you back to bed and f**king you all night long.”

Hearing him saying that word always gave me goose bumps. It was dirty and bad, albeit I wanted to experience both with him.

It’s exactly what happened, too. Brooks helped me into the shower and got behind me. He ran his wet hands up over my sensitive skin. The burn had already gone away, but I wasn’t about to share that with him, not when it felt so nice to be touched.

I leaned my head against the shower wall, when I felt him kissing me there, repeatedly. He sat down on his ass and began kissing the back of my thighs were my ass met my legs. I got goose bumps again and my legs began to shake. He played with my hole, running a finger full of soap over the opening. My legs were forced apart, where he first washed and massaged me and then played with it with his mouth. I felt him sucking on my most sensitive skin and all I could think about was that I’d been missing out on so much. I’d never been with a man; one that was more about pleasing me than himself.

By the time the shower was complete, every inch of my body was on fire. I needed him to satisfy my hunger and he knew it.

After wrapping me in a towel and one around his waist, he led me out of the bathroom. Branch came walking out of the bedroom in a pair of boxers. His scrawny build made me almost laugh, compared to his brother’s glistening wet skin.

“Hey, can you guys keep it down? Mel’s got a headache.”

Brooks being Brooks, turned and looked directly at his brother. “You may want to shove some paper in her ears, because we’re just getting started, bro.” He pulled me into his room and shut the door, like we were kids doing mischievous things.

“I can’t believe you said that,” I said as my towel was being pulled off.

“It wasn’t a lie, beautiful. Knowing it’s bothering him makes me want to go at it all night. I don’t think either of you thought about how thin these walls are. I could hear everything and Branch knew it. It’s time he gets paid back.”