Chapter Twenty-Six
Cash
Katie and I were snuggled in the back row of my parents’ media room. We got there first for that specific reason. Brody and Landry were in the seats in front of us and to the right. Then Halen, Beau, Jett and Marley were in the row in front of them. Crue and Avory were missing. In fact, I hadn’t seen my twin since I’d punched him in the face last night. And I wasn’t going to apologize, not for that.
My twin could be a selfish prick, and for the most part I let him get away with it. But not anymore. He didn’t respect my relationship with Katie, and he’d pissed me the fuck off.
“Are you ready to watch one of the greatest movies ever made, Katie Baby?” Brody was leaning his head back, smiling at us.
“I mean you guys have really hyped this film up.” She winced, which was adorable. “I’m a little nervous it’ll fall flat.”
Brody scoffed. “Impossible.”
I pointed a finger in his direction, making a circular motion. “It’d behoove you to keep your eyes forward for the duration of the movie.” I gestured with my head in Katie’s direction.
“I got ya, bro.” He gave me the thumbs up and then turned around.
When the opening credits played Katie gestured to the screen. “That’s the quote you guys were saying the other day. The one about the religion of baseball.”
I nodded. “Yeah.” I sat up straighter in my seat. “Hey, Crue, do you…” I trailed off, deflating when I remembered that he wasn’t here. He wasn’t here because we’d gotten in a fight and I’d hit him.
Katie put her hand on my cheek, turning me to face her. She kissed the corner of my mouth, and then rested her head on my shoulder.
“Making love is like hitting a baseball. You just gotta relax and concentrate.” Landry quoted out loud along with Susan Sarandon’s character. Damn. We really had made her watch it a lot when she was on bed rest.
Katie whispered, “Is that why you told me to relax last night?”
“Yes.” I whispered back.
She threw her legs over my lap and my hands immediately went to her thighs. Not touching her wasn’t an option. When the first sex scene came on she let out a little mock gasp. “This movie has sex in it? I don’t think I’m allowed to watch this.”
I buried my face in her neck, making her giggle. “Just wait, baby, it gets better.”
The next sex scene was only a few minutes later, and like I figured she would, Katie took notice.
She started to fidget in her seat a little, rubbing her thighs together every few seconds. I hid my smirk behind my bag of popcorn, whispering, “You okay?”
“I’m fine.”
I let my hand trail up the inside of her thigh. “You sure? Because if there is something I can do for you, all you have to do is ask.” I looked back to the screen, leaving it all up to her and praying she’d make a move. She put one foot on the ground, opening herself up for me. “Is that you asking?” She bit her lip, nodding her head. I licked my lips and moved my hand higher, pulling her panties to the side and toying with her clit. I grabbed the blanket we’d been using and covered us entirely. I gripped her hip, laying down a little more and bringing her pelvis flush against mine. I wanted nothing more than to rip off all her clothes and bury my dick inside her. I wasn’t sure I’d ever get enough at this point.
She put her hand on my neck, speaking quietly along the shell of my ear. “Please, Cash.” She took my wrist with her hand, and guided my finger inside her pussy. She let out a little gasp when I hooked my finger forward, then dropped her head to my shoulder. I kept going, and eventually she was riding my palm. If anyone looked back here, they would think we were fucking.
I wrapped an arm around her waist and lowered us both to the ground. I sat with my back against the seats and she was straddling my lap, rubbing against my hand. I put the blanket around her back, making us our own little tent. “Take out my dick, baby.”
She didn’t hesitate, she pulled the elastic of my shorts out of the way and put her fist around the head. She sat up completely, my fingers slipping out of her, and then before I could stop her she sank down on the length of my cock.
“Baby, this isn’t a good idea.” I leaned my head back, holding her in place and trying like hell to do the right thing.
She whispered against my lips, rocking against me. “I know. I know. It’s just…” She let her words trail off and she started to grind her hips.
I took her face in my hands, making her meet my eyes. “The second you feel like you’re going to come, you hop off, you got it?” She nodded, her pulse pounding in her neck. I clenched my teeth. I clenched every damn muscle that I fucking had. I put my hands on her ass, helping her, showing her how to ride me. Showing her how to get herself off. My whole body was shaking, and my heart was pounding so effing loud I couldn’t hear anything else.
Nothing had ever felt as good as Katie bare. I knew there was no way I’d be able to stop myself from coming if her walls started to milk my dick. No fucking way. I was about out of time when she climbed off and took my dick in her hand. I slid two fingers inside her perfect pussy and we both came within seconds.
***
“Oh. You’re home.” Crue stopped short, putting his hands on either side of the doorframe. I glanced up, refusing to wince when I saw his bruised nose.
I kept making my sandwich. “Katie and Avory are having dinner with Halen and Landry.” I put the bread and fixings together and took a big bite, talking around it, “You want one?” It was a sibling olive branch. I couldn’t help myself.
“Nah, man, I’m good.” He dropped his arms, like some of the fight was leaving him. “Thanks.”
I took another bite and then shoved some chips in my mouth. “Where were you guys today? We watched Bull Durham.” And I tried to talk to him three different times, always forgetting he wasn’t there and we were fighting.
“I didn’t want to explain to them why I looked like this.” He pointed to his face. “You were right. I did deserve it. What I said about Katie, it wasn’t okay.”
I raised an eyebrow. Was he actually apologizing? Color me fucking shocked. “You were upset.”
“Doesn’t make it right.”
I nodded. “I shouldn’t have hit you in the face.” I grinned. “I should have gut-checked you and called it a day.”
He hung his head, laughing quietly. “Yeah. Next time you feel the need to punch me, do it where it’s not so noticeable.” He stepped into the kitchen and sat down at a barstool. “I told mom and dad that you accidentally elbowed me when we were helping Benson work cows yesterday.”
“You told them we helped Benson work cows yesterday?” He’d lied for me, when there was no reason to lie for me. If they’d had asked, I’d have told them that I took Katie into Austin to get a tattoo. “Don’t include me in your deceptions, man.” I shook my head, oddly using my sandwich to gesture. “I’m done lying. I’m not going to do it anymore.”
“Right.” He sent me a fuck-off sarcastic smirk. “So if they ask where you slept last night, you’re going to tell them with Katie?”
I sighed, irritated that my anger was coming back full force. “You know what I mean, Crue, don’t be dense.” I put my sandwich down because at this point it was falling apart. “Don’t include me in your shit.”
He held his hands up. “Fine.” He brushed his palms together. “I’m done including you in my shit.” He flipped me off. “Thanks, brother.” He stormed out of the house and slammed the door.
“Ugh, that stupid fucker.” I pounded my fist against the granite counter a few times, trying to work out even a little of my frustration.
“Which one is the stupid fucker? Crue or Jett?” My dad came into the kitchen and scooped up what was left of my sandwich and started eating it.
“Crue.” I pulled over the loaf of bread and started making myself another one.
“What did the fucker do now?” When I cut my eyes to my dad, he was grinning. “What? I thought we were using words like fucker now.”
“I’m sorry.”
He brushed my apology away, using my sandwich. “I’m kidding.” He finished it off in one huge bite, taking the knife out of my hand to finish making my new one. “What’s going on?”
“Nothing.” I paused, mid-denial. “I’m tired of Crue dragging me into his shit, you know? He’s my twin, and I love him. But he’s really been pissing me off for the last year.” I said I didn’t want to lie anymore, so I told him as much of the truth as I could.
“You want to know what I think?” He slid my new snack toward me. When I nodded and took a bite, he continued, “I think that you are a giver. You’re a team player. I think that you protect the people you love. I think you try to keep the peace around here any way you can.” He leaned his head to the side. “Now, your brother on the other hand? He’s a bit of a taker.” He held his hand up. “I’m not saying being a taker is a bad thing. Uncle Smith is a taker. Uncle Jacks is too. But until the past week or so, Crue has always had you in his corner. Looking out for him, and keeping his world from imploding.” He grinned. “But now, you have Katie. And for the first time in your eighteen years together, he’s not one of your priorities.”
“You think he’s jealous?” That was a new twist on things. I figured he was simply livid as fuck that I refused to be him anymore.
“I think he’s feeling a little out of place.” He shoved some chips in his mouth. “Stop worrying about your twin, son. He needs to learn to stand on his own two feet. And you need to hold onto what makes you happy.”