I watched, mesmerized at how her eyes closed shut, and her mouth fell open when I slinked a finger past the edge of her panties, to swipe up her wet slit. She was gorgeous to watch, a delight, and a god damn sin. I dug in just the slightest tip of my finger to let her feel the pressure, not yet entering, and her legs parted open wider like I was the best damn thing she’d felt all day.
She moaned, and I moved to circle her clit in a tease, but the ringing of the landline pooled over the whimpers she made.
“That fucking phone,” she growled.
“You’re telling me.” I circled quicker, and she arched off the bed, letting out a little sob of pleasure.
My eyes were glued to her face, watching how her eyes rolled back and her jaw clenched from trying not to scream in pleasure.
I felt her clit rolling deliciously beneath my touch when—
That god damn phone again. This time, it went to voicemail, and I heard the message being recorded, which played straight through to the speaker, the usual setting.
I was about to return my full attention to Beatrice when I heard my brother Andrey’s voice booming over the room.
“Arko, pick up your damn phone. We’re heading into your house now. Alena wanted to surprise you with breakfast, so… surprise. See you in a quick second.”
I pulled back my hand just as Beatrice pushed her hands against my chest, pushing me away.
“Your siblings are here?” she squeaked, looking mortified as her eyes darted to the bedroom door.
“Fuck!” I hissed, my eyes freezing on hers. I still hadn’t told them about everything that happened with Beatrice, and right about now, they were walking into my house. The whole damn lot of them. I hated that my brothers and sisters hadn’t yet learned that not all surprises were welcome.
“Oh, Arko…” I heard my youngest sister, Anja, sing. “Come out, come out. We’re here, brother.”
Beatrice threw me a look of fright, and I knew there was no time as I heard a horde of footsteps outside my door. I couldn’t risk them coming in here and seeing her in my bed, and that too, with me naked. Beatrice looked like she could read my thoughts as she frantically began to tug her shirt back in place, fix her hair, and clean off the lipstick smudged around her lips.
“I don’t want to meet them like this,” she hissed. “Not the first time around.”
“I know, I know.” I panicked, rushing to look for clothes. But my closet was right by the door, and they’d walk in any second now.
“Here!” Beatrice whispered loudly, pulling off the blanket and throwing it at me.
It felt like a race against time as I wrapped it around my waist and rushed for the door, hoping to catch them in the hallway and ask them to wait while I got dressed. I couldn’t just let them in and see Beatrice before I told them about her.
I was already thinking of how furious they’d be.
I reached the door, ready to pull it open and stop them outside, just as Alek opened the door and my ill-mannered siblings stumbled in behind him.
“Your housekeeper said you were still asleep. We thought we’d wake you—” Alek clicked his tongue, but then his eyes trailed behind me and landed straight on Beatrice.
“Well, well,” Artyom said, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Interrupting something, brother?”
Alena was the last to come around the corner. “What’s going on? Why are you all crowded—oh!” Her eyes widened as she took in the scene. “Sorry, we didn’t realize you had… company.”
“Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” I hissed at them all, throwing a glance over my shoulder at Beatrice, who looked mortified and like she wanted to melt into the floor.
“We…we’ll wait outside,” Alek nodded, motioning at my embarrassed siblings to file out.
I waited until they were gone, the anger rolling off me in waves.
Damn them and this childish behaviour. Hadn’t they heard of privacy? Just who did they think they were to barge in here like that, without even knocking? The sheer audacity…
I rushed to my closet, grabbed clothes, and let the blanket drop to the floor.
That’s when I heard Beatrice let out a hiss. I was so angry in my head that I’d forgotten she was still in the room. I whirled and saw her eyes wide and her cheeks red as her eyes drifted up from between my legs to meet mine.
Fuck.
