Chapter 4

Joey

Shit, this wasn’t meant to happen.

I got an invite for this chick, Danielle, because my twin brother is infatuated with her. He sent me a picture of her one night, fully clothed because Holden isn’t a fucking dog, and told me all about his new nanny. How he needs to talk to me about this little problem he has with her.

I already know what that problem is.

He wants to fuck her.

Knowing him, he’s probably fallen for her. My brother’s the one with the heart. I’m the hard bastard who parties, fucks, and does whatever the fuck I want.

And now, whatever the fuck I want is her.

I’ve never had a reaction to a woman that’s floored me, but this one has.

So what if he likes her? She can still be mine. For the weekend. He doesn’t have to know she’s here.

Danielle is naked in front of me on the sand. She’s fucking gaping at my body, and I haven’t even whipped out my cock yet. That’s one treasure she’ll squeal for.

My only concern is she’ll get addicted to it and want more than I can give.

“Don’t move,” I grunt.

Christ, the front of my chinos are wet at the sight of her.

She’s tan, but her tits are paler than the rest of her, brown-pink nipples puckered, her hair swept to one side in the light breeze. The sun beats down on her, and sweat shimmers on her forehead.

She waits for me and slowly clicks her teeth together. Lifts that dropped jaw.

This is my brother’s fantasy, not mine.

But I’m tired of playing second fiddle. Shit, I’m the one who jets off to every corner of the earth to keep our business prospects interested. I’m the one who pitches new tech inventions to old Japanese dudes and chicks in suits.

Fuck it.

I’m doing this.

I unzip my chinos and let them fall. My cock bounces free, and my girl actually whimpers.

That’s right, Dani. It’s all for you, baby. All for you.

“You like that?” I ask.

“Yes,” she says and writhes on the spot. Her tits jiggle, and I trace a line from one to the other with my gaze, then down to the shaven mound between her legs, pale as well. I bet it’s smooth, and her walls are fucking silk.

“You’re mine,” I grunt again. I have to keep saying it. No real reason. Just to reinforce it to her. So she knows that I’ll own her, I’ll fracture her. Ruin her for other men.

My brother included.

I stride across the beach, closing the distance between us, and she shivers, practically dances out of her skin. A low moan builds in her throat, louder, and louder, and louder…

I cut it off with a kiss. I claim her mouth with my lips, part them roughly, and taste champagne on her tongue.

Fuck yes. Fucking god. What the fuck?

It’s too good. My dick drags across her belly—I outsize her by a lot—and I lift her with ease by the apples of her ass cheeks, and splash out into the water.

The masks are still on, but I don’t need to see all of her face. Her body answers my every question. It’s supple beneath my fingertips, pliable. She’ll do whatever I want, and that’s exactly how it should be.

“So long,” she moans, against my lips, against my tongue.

“What?” I grunt and splash deeper into the ocean. The waves rock against our bodies, but I make sure we’re not totally submersed. I won’t have the water washing away all that delicious wetness between her legs.

“Nothing,” she whispers.

I suck her bottom lip and bite a little. “Say it.” Another command.

Her tits press into my chest, her nipples grazing the skin and smattering of hair there, and I spank one ass cheek. “Say it!”

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” she moans.

My brother. She’s wanted Holden for so long. Christ, what am I doing? This is wrong.

But I can’t care more than that brief thought. She’s hot and wet against me. Her pussy’s heat spreads against my abs. I slide her lower and rub my dick between those lips, swollen for me as they should be.

“You don’t have to wait anymore,” I say. “Dani.” Her name comes out before I can stop it, and she stiffens. I pinch her ass cheek to snap her out of it. “I told you. You’re mine.”

She doesn’t relax, so I grind my dick up and down between her pussy lips, rub it against her clit, and bring another moan from deep within that tight little body.

“Oh, god,” she whispers. “Oh, my god.”

“That’s right,” I reply.

I place my head at her slick, quivering entrance, and she gasps.

“Are you ready, Dani?”

“Yes,” she hisses. “Yes, Mr. Long.”

Jesus Christ. That’s good.

“I like that,” I reply. “You call me that from now on. Just that.” This way, she won’t let slip my brother’s name halfway through.

“Mr. Long,” she repeats.

“How bad do you want it?”

“More than you know. I want you, baby,” she groans. “I want to come for you.”

“You’re going to.” I kiss her collarbone then suckle on her salted neck. “You’re going to come so hard you’ll fracture, baby girl. You’re going to scream. Do you hear me? You’re going to come so hard you scream, and even then, I’m not going to stop.”

“Fuck me, please,” she begs. “Please.”

I slide my head into her cunt, and I actually lose my mind for a second. Fucking hell. It’s like being dipped in chocolate. It’s like losing myself in the softest, sweetest prison imaginable. One I never want to leave.

I’m her hostage until this is over. And I don’t want it to end.

I ram my cock inside, bury myself in that silken jail, and growl against her neck. I shift my grip, hold her in place with one arm around her waist and the other grasping the back of her neck, pressing her soft hair to it.

Everything about this chick is smooth.

“Mine,” I growl. “You’re mine, now. Mine!” It’s feral, the words escaping me aren’t planned. They come from the base of my fucking balls.

My dick is almost too big for her, but she accepts all of me anyway, her bottom lip trembling, her eyes wide, eyelashes fluttering with each thrust. That pussy tightens around me, threatens me with an orgasm before I’m ready.

Fuck that.

I bend her petite frame to my will. Arch her until the base of my dick rubs against her moist clit. Each of my thrusts brings a gasp from her, then a moan, then a muted scream, as she pulses toward her edge.

She breaks around me. Milks my dick so hard it’s all I can do not to fill her up, right here, right now, but it’s not enough.

Dani shakes and finishes in my arms, goes limp.

I don’t stop pumping. “It’s not over yet, girl,” I say. “Hold on.”

She claps her hands down on my shoulders, tits still jouncing with every beat, and tightens the grip of her legs around my waist. “It’s too good,” she says. She struggles as if she wants to go, but she wants to stay, as if she can’t take anymore, but she wants it all. “I’m going to come again.”

“Good. Come again. I told you,” I say, between thrusts so deep and so hard the words hiccup out of me. “I told you, I’m not going to stop.”

Dani’s back arches even more, I hold her upright, pinning her on my dick. I’m her anchor in this fucking ocean, metaphorical and real. Her cunt clenches around me again, this time longer and harder, and she squirts and drips everywhere.

She screams, wordlessly, jamming along to her own drum beat.

I can’t take it anymore. It’s too good. It’s too fucking dirty good.

My climax shoots from the base of my balls, through my dick, and I release inside her, six deep shots of my cum against those velveteen walls. “Yes,” I growl. “Yes. That’s good, Dani. That’s so good.”

I slide out of her because I’m fucking dizzy from this. It’s sapped me of my energy. I stumble back, still with her in my arms, and sit down in the waves. They wash me clean of her juices, and her of mine.

She curls into my chest, burying her head in my neck. She doesn’t say a word.

“We’re doing this again,” I say. “Tonight. There’s a banquet in the hall. You’ll be there.”

She nods, her lips against the crook of my neck.

“Come on,” I say. “Let’s get you back to your villa.”

I’d stay with her all day, eat her pussy this time, but I’ve already got somewhere else I need to be.

A meeting with my twin brother. The man I’ve just betrayed.