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Immediately his expression changed. “Shit, I mean shoot, I didn’t mean to snap at you. It’s only that you are supposed to be resting. The doctor said that some of your tests came back indicating you could be fighting an infection.”
Maggie’s cheeks pinked. “I am taking my antibiotic and I don’t want to lay in bed and think about being locked in the dark. So, if it’s alright with you, I want to do something.”
I waited to see how my little brother would deal with this. For a man that insisted he wasn’t anywhere near falling for someone, he certainly was rather concerned about Maggie. Almost obsessively so, and that made me smile.
“You are welcome down here,” I said with a smile. “Sutton is lying down but I could wake her.”
Maggie shook her head. “No, that is quite alright. I will just go watch some television.”
“I’ll go with you,” Brian offered. “Would you like something to drink?”
Maggie shook her head but rethought things when she saw Brian’s face.
“It would appear that I am thirsty,” she said dryly.
I chuckled and went to the fridge. “We have water, soda, beer, and even some wine if you would like.”
“Water would be wonderful,” she said softly.
I reached out and plucked two water bottles and tossed them lightly to Brian.
With a quick ‘thanks,’ he placed his hand on the small of her back and began to lead her into the back living area with its large sectional and big screen television that also doubled as a painting over the fireplace when it wasn’t in use.
Maggie curled up in the corner, and I noticed that Brian sat on the cushion next to her. The sectional easily sat eight or nine people, and besides that, there were two large, overstuffed chairs.
My little brother might not want to admit it, but he liked Maggie Landry. I grinned. There was something special about those Landry girls.
With Brian and Maggie sorted, I went upstairs to see if Sutton was still napping. She was tired from our midnight breaking and entering. When I opened the door, she looked so beautiful laying there that I stood and watched her for a moment.
“Come here, creeper,” she said in a groggy voice.
A smirk crossed my face. “You shouldn’t invite creepers into our room.”
Her eyes slowly opened so that I could see the humor in them. “But then I would never see you?”
I frowned and she giggled. Turning over on her back, Sutton began to unbutton the shirt that she was wearing. My cock took immediate notice—, after all, naked usually did mean good things for us.
“It’s so hot in here,” she complained, lifting up and tossing the offending garment to the floor. She next unsnapped her bra and let her glorious breasts free with a sigh. I could get off listening to that sound, pure bliss.
I started unbuckling my pants.
Her eyes widened and then she laughed. “What are you doing?”
“Fucking hot,” I retorted. “Got to be naked.”
Granted, I had been more eloquent in my life, but her tits were warm and full. I could see the purple veins underneath her milky skin and wanted to lick each and every one of them. I had my clothes off and was pulling her pants and panties off before she could get to the next item.
Sutton’s eyes sparkled. “I like you this way!”
I sealed my lips onto hers, taking her breath away, my kiss intent and forceful enough that I felt her laughter slip into desire. I slid a hand between her legs and slowly teased her folds. She moaned and pushed her pussy against my hand but I was going slow. I wanted her to really want this as much as I did.
She bit my lower lip in frustration and I did the same to hers. And then we were kissing and my finger had slid into her core.
She was so wet, deliciously and amazingly wet. Lifting that finger to my lips, I licked her desire off of it, seeing her eyes darken and that pink tongue dampen her bottom lip—the same lip that was still pink and puffy from my bite.
“I need you,” I ground out. And, then rising to my knees, I pushed her thighs apart. “I need you in my mouth and around my cock.”
“What are you waiting for?” she asked breathlessly.