Swoon: A Brother's Best Friend Standalone

“Goddammit, Amy!” Colin runs an exasperated palm over his face. “Okay, promise me this: you’ll let me know the second it seems like I’m right and Seth wants you to suck his cock as one of your job duties.”

“And what if he does? You’ll hop a flight to Hawaii and come beat him up?”

“If that’s what it takes to keep you safe, yes,” he says, without hesitation.

Oooh, I like that answer. But I keep myself from showing it. “Are you implying he’d be assaulting me in that scenario? Because, as mentioned, I’m pretty sure I’d say yes if he made a move on me.”

Colin narrows his eyes. “In that scenario, Seth would be your employer, which would make your yes legally unreliable. You might say yes, because you felt like you couldn’t say no. Because you thought your job was on the line. Since Harvey Weinstein got exposed, the film industry takes that kind of shit seriously, Amy.”

“What the fuck are you talking about? I don’t care what the ‘film industry’ might think in your hypothetical! In mine, I’ve entered into a consensual fling with Seth—a handsome, charismatic movie star, without feeling an ounce of pressure about my job. In my hypothetical, I wouldn’t consider consensual sex with a handsome man an unsafe activity, requiring you to hop a flight to ‘save’ me!” I smirk at the smoke coming out of Colin’s ears and decide to twist the knife. “Unless, of course, you’re worried about Seth not using a condom with me. Is that the kind of ‘unsafe’ activity you’re worried about? Because if that’s the case, if you’re asking me to promise to make Seth use a condom when he rails me, each and every night in Hawaii, and some mornings and lunch breaks, too, then okay, I promise.”

Oh, man. He’s losing his mind. Which, of course, was my intended result.

Colin fists his hair, his dark eyes bugging out. “There’s no way you’re honestly attracted to that blowhard!”

“I am.” I’m not. “Honestly, I’d be excited about a handsome, rich, older man hitting on me.” Ew. “Maybe I’ll enjoy calling an older man daddy while he’s railing me, three times a day in Hawaii.”

Whoa. I thought I was playing with fire by saying such incendiary stuff to Colin, especially that last thing. But, no, it seems I was detonating a nuclear bomb!

“Not gonna happen, Amy! No fucking way.” In one fluid motion, Colin lurches at me, picks me up, flips me over his shoulder, and stomps toward the hallway.

In his bedroom, Colin throws me down on his bed and proceeds to rip off my clothes like they’re on fire. When I’m naked before him, breathless and panting, Colin peels off his own clothes, flips me onto my hands and knees, tells me I’m a bad girl, spreads my legs, and begins eating me out from behind while fondling my hanging breasts.

Almost immediately, I’m delirious with pleasure. Moaning. Grunting. Making sounds that don’t sound human.

“Who’s your daddy now?” Colin mutters behind me, before biting my ass, hard, and slapping my ass cheek. “You make me so fucking hard when you’re a bad girl,” he mutters, before plunging his full length into me from behind.

I growl with pleasure as he fills me, all the way, while gripping the comforter beneath me to steady me. As my body relaxes and molds to his, Colin begins pounding me, fucking me, railing me, mercilessly, in a way he’s never done before. He’s not teaching me what my body can do this time around—he’s showing me what his body can do, when I’ve been a very bad girl. And I’m loving it.

As he fucks me, Colin begins fingering my clit with one hand while fisting my hair with the other. “You’re mine,” he grits out. “This pussy is all mine.” Still thrusting into me like a beast, Colin pulls my head back by my hair. He kisses and bites my extended neck—that second thing probably leaving a mark—a sexy thought. And when I’m feeling right on the brink of release, Colin gruffly whispers into my ear, “I’ll kill him or anyone who touches you, Amy.”

I know he’s not being literal. Frankly, I don’t know what role-play this is. How this rough sex and possessive dirty talk meshes with the way Colin lied to my brother earlier. But fuck it all. I don’t care. This is the hottest thing I’ve experienced in my life and I’m going to enjoy it.

“Come for me,” Colin commands. “And say my name when you do.”

It takes a few more thrusts and swirls of Colin’s magical fingers against my sweet spot, but soon enough, pleasure explodes inside me as warm fluid gushes out of me. I choke out Colin’s name, as commanded, as my orgasm shatters me, and a moment later, he releases inside me with a loud groan. My limbs give way as pleasure grips me, making me face-plant onto the mattress, and Colin follows me down.