Page 9 of Christmas with Brother's Best Friends

“That’s the problem. My parents compare me to them,” Emma tells me. “They expect so much from me, and I know that they love me, and they want me to succeed too, but they don’t see success the same way as I do.”

I frown as sympathy floods me. Her parents are good people who have helped me in more ways than I can count, but they shouldn’t put so much pressure on her. They shouldn’t make her brothers the standard to work up to.

“They’ll come around. You’ll kick ass with this project and show them,” I assure her as we round the corner, our eyes briefly meeting.

“Maybe,” Emma says, a flicker of hope lighting up her eyes.

I walk her to the tall apartment building that has a lit-up sign of “The Heights” at the top. She takes the lead once we go inside and heads up to the fourth floor and all the way down the hallway to the right.

“This is me for the next month,” Emma tells me as she stops in front of her unit door.

I can smell the lingering scent of fresh paint coming from the cream color on the hallway walls. At least it isn’t a shady place. She should be safe here.

“Goodnight, Emma,” I say.

Emma smiles and hands me my coat back. “Goodnight, Ryan. Thanks for believing in me.”

I meet her eyes, feeling a strong tug deep in my chest to get closer. Hell, it’s probably in my soul. “I’ve always believed in you, Em.”

Emma’s face softens, and her eyes shift down for just a second.

It would be so easy to kiss her right now. To show her how glad I am to have her back in the city.

But it’ll be just as easy for her brothers to never speak to me again. After all that they and her parents have done for me, I don’t think that I can take that loss.

I turn away from her and head down the hallway, forcing myself not to look back.

Chapter five

Chapter Five: Emma

Ifinally get to run my fingers through Max’s soft, black hair. Just not in the way that I expected.

My head drops back as my lips part in a broken moan, my fingers curling in his hair as he buries his face between my thighs. A shudder of pleasure rattles through me, making me tremble as his tongue teases me with slow, devastating strokes that make my hips lift off the desk.

A shadow falls over me, making my half-lidded eyes fully open as Josh leans down to claim my mouth with his. I arch my back off my desk beneath me, kissing him harder as he grips my hair.

“So eager,” Josh chuckles lowly before pressing his tongue into my mouth, tasting me.

I gasp when I feel something warm and wet on my right nipple. Ryan’s mouth. I can feel them everywhere. Licking me. Tasting me. Devouring me.

It’s almost too much to bear.

Max plunges his tongue inside of me before dragging it up to my sensitive core, making my wetness stain the inside of my thighs. “And soaking wet. Do you always get this wet, or is this just for us?”

“For you,” I say once Josh gives me a chance to breathe.

Josh shares a pleased look with Max and Ryan. “Isn’t that sweet?”

Ryan squeezes my breasts, his green eyes sweeping over my naked body. “I don’t know about sweet. A sweet girl doesn’t act all needy and desperate like this.”

His words makes heat swirl in my stomach, my core throbbing with need as I teeter on the edge of orgasm. “Please…”

Max deals a teasing bite to my inner thigh, making me gasp. “She did say please.”

Josh leans closer to me, drawing my eyes to his. “How bad do you want to come, baby? Tell us.”

My face heats up as they surround me, fully dressed in their suits, making me feel all that more exposed and even more turned on. “I’ll do anything.”