“I don’t know if I’d see it that way.” I looked out over the water and sighed. “It’s so beautiful here. My family has always lived in the Hamptons, but we’ve never had this kind of view.”
“Which part are you from?”
“Montauk.” I noticed Caroline shove Jones and stood up. “Caroline, come here.”
“Duty calls.” Zeke stayed where he was and watched as I walked over to Caroline.
Even as I corrected Caroline, I could feel Zeke’s eyes on me. The man was after something; that much was clear. I could feel his attraction bouncing between us, and it was impossible to ignore. There was chemistry happening that felt too big and too real.
It was messed up, though. I’d been with Con. Over a decade before, but lusting after his twin brother was too weird. So, hard as it was to ignore, I was going to. Plus, I was pretty sure making eyes at one of the brothers would be frowned upon by Griffin.
I stayed calm and collected the rest of the day, letting Zeke’s longing looks rolls off my back like they weren’t happening. Or at least pretending to. Inside, I was a mess. It’d been too long for me. I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d had an orgasm not produced by myself.
I was remaining aloof, at least I thought I was. Through the rest of the day on the beach, I did my best not to see the way he looked at me. When he helped me clean up and carry everything inside, I did everything I could not to watch his muscles ripple as he moved. Even when I got the kids cleaned up and set up at the dinner table, Zeke was there, gently catching my arm and asking me to sit with them.
I declined and ate my dinner with Greta and Jeremiah, my mind stuck on Zeke and all of his strong muscles and tan skin. Greta and Jeremiah talked about their days while I tried to keep my soup in my mouth. I felt feverish. There was something in the air that told me something was coming, and I had a feeling it would be me, if I let Zeke have his way.
I had no intention of letting him. It was a bad idea. Sleeping with one of the bosses was dumb. If Griffin found out, he’d shit a brick, I was pretty sure. Hell, if Con found out, I didn’t know what he’d do. Reveal that I’d slept with two of the three brothers and call me all the names I was internally calling myself? I wasn’tthatkind of help. Yet, there I was.
I didn’t see Griffin or Con when I went back in to gather the kids, though. They weren’t there to judge me into doing the right thing. All I had was the angel on my shoulder, screaming at me to keep it in my pants and ignore the sexy man making eyes at me, but even she was horny.
When I put the kids to bed and walked to my room, Zeke was still with me. Walking me to my room, he clarified when I asked what he was doing. My hands shook from anticipation. There was something happening between us that I felt helpless to stop. And when I stopped at the door, he kissed me. Just a goodnight kiss, he said. Then he lingered and kissed me again, and I knew I was a goner. The man could kiss. Just for the night, he said.
Chapter 8
***Autumn***
Zeke closed my bedroom door behind him and spun us around so my back was pressed into it as he kissed me. I heard the lock click as I felt his tongue stroke over my lips. Locking my arms around his neck, I gripped his head and kissed him back, still refusing to open my mouth for him. There was something playful and exciting about him that I wanted to explore. We’d teased each other all day with looks, and I wanted to keep going. I wanted to make him crack.
Growling, he grabbed my ass and hiked me up against the door, my legs around his waist. I gasped as I felt his hardness press into my core, and he stole a deeper kiss when I did.
Pushing him away, I glared at him. “Cheater.”
He grinned and gripped me tighter as he walked backward towards the bed. Only, he didn’t account for my pajamas being on the floor. His feet got tangled, and we both went down. Groaning under me, he chuckled. “Smooth.”
I braced myself on either side of his head and smiled. “I think you broke my knees.”
“You’re awfully happy about it.”
“I think my mind is broken, too. The idea of an orgasm has implanted itself and won’t budge from my brain.” I lowered my mouth to his and kissed him. “This is a super bad idea, though.”
“Oh, yeah?” Trailing his hands up my thighs, he bunched my coverup against my waist. “I think this is a great idea. I think you taking this off is an even better idea.”
I sat up and yanked the material over my head, leaving me in my bikini that still smelled like the ocean. “You know it’s a bad idea.”
“Even if I did, I wouldn’t care. Seeing you in this get-up all day long has been torture. I think I want to burn it. Or frame it. I don’t know.” He grabbed my waist and easily rolled us so that he was on top of me. “I want to fuck you, Autumn. Tell me you want that, too.”
“Did anything up till now tell you otherwise?”
“Say it. I want to hear it.” He leaned down and nuzzled his nose up my neck to my ear. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
I shivered and tugged at his hair. “I want you to fuck me. Now.”
He grunted. “Soon.”
I growled up at him. “You’re a tease.”
“I’m a tease? You pranced around in a bikini in front of me all day. I thought I was going to die.” He leaned back enough to look over my body. Groaning, he dragged his finger down the center of my chest, catching the hem of my top and tugging it lower. “I need to see you.”
