It’s almost like I can feel her presence before I see her. She’s wearing a sundress, sunglasses covering her eyes as she strolls up to us.
“You guys didn’t have to come,” she says, and Ben bites her lip, leaning down and giving her a kiss.
“We wanted to,” he says, pulling away from their embrace.
I swallow thickly, wanting to do the same, but I hold back. What if she doesn’t want more? What if I finally have feelings for someone and they aren’t reciprocated.
I’m not sure if she senses my uncertainty, but she takes a step toward me, wrapping her arms around my waist, squeezing me and giving me a hug.
“Chelsea and Savannah were busy and this exhibition is only here for the week. Maybe we can grab dinner after?” she asks.
I find myself nodding, agreeable to whatever she wants. Fuck? Is this how Ben feels all the time? It’s a foreign concept.
“I’d like that,” I agree as I let the woman scan my phone with our tickets. The event itself was cheap, but Kate seems grateful anyway, it has nothing to do with the monetary value.
“Sculpture isn’t my main field, but I can still appreciate it,” she says as we stare at a life size egg that’s cracked around the exterior, human fingers attempting to get out. The egg is painted gold, and I tilt my head as I try to gather the meaning out of it.
Ben goes to touch and Kate swats his hand away, and his cheeks heat. Instead of scolding him further, she squeezes his hand, him no longer having access to it. They hold hands through the rest of the museum and a sense of jealousy riddles through me.
I’ve never been jealous of Ben in this way, and it’s not that he’s affectionate with Kate, it’s that they’re openly in public being affectionate and I want that too.
We’re looking at the next piece, a present with a bleeding heart inside of it, the blood spilling over the sides. Now this piece I get. It was probably a man who had feelings for a woman and she sent his heart back in a box.
A soft hand glides down my back and I look down at Kate.
“Are you okay?” she asks softly.
AmI okay? Not particularly. I’m lost and I’m never lost. I’m supposed to be the steadfast one between me and Ben, the one who keeps their shit together.
Meanwhile, I haven’t been holding it together at all. No, instead I’ve been thinking about how sweet she was on my lap before breakfast, and how much I toss and turn at night, wondering if she’s okay in that giant house of hers all by herself.
I didn’t know how bad I needed to be needed until Kate. Maybe that’s the moment she sucked me in when she came to Avalon with near tears in her eyes, asking me to make everything better.
I crave it. It’s an addiction now, and I don’t see a way to quit her. The most horrifying part is I don’t want to either.
“I’m fine,” I say flatly and she continues rubbing my back, soothing me, and she doesn’t push it.
We finish the exhibit and as we leave, she holds Ben’s hand and grips my forearm with the other.
I wonder if this is something friends do or if I never stood a chance in hell.
My cock isin Kate’s mouth while she rides my brother. She looks up at me with her bright blue eyes and I can’t imagine not having this.
It’s not that I haven’t shared with Ben on multiple occasions, or even been with some incredible women, but none of them looked at me the way Kate does.
“You’re going to swallow every drop. You’ve been craving it, haven’t you?” I ask her.
She moans around my cock as my brother sucks on her breasts and she rides him at the pace she sets. Her nails aredigging into my ass as I slip deeper into her throat and I can’t hold it any longer. Finishing in her mouth and she eagerly swallows every drop.
I don’t loiter in the bedroom, instead I go to Ben’s bathroom and start showering, letting them have their moment together.
My eyes are closed as the warm water trickles down my face and small arms wrap around me. I like it too much. I like having her at our house, the way she shows me affection.
I don’t know if it’s easy because we’re friends with no strings attached or if it’s because we’re meant to be more.
She kisses the middle of my back and I turn around in her arms, shifting my body so that she’s getting some of the spray too.
“You staying the night?” I ask her.
