Beast Brothers 2

I get settled at my desk, unpack my stuff and am about to open my laptop, but instead I toy restlessly with my phone. Should I? Yeah, why not.

I find her name and only hesitate for a second before composing a message.

Hey, it’s Aidan. What are you doing?

It doesn’t take long for her reply.

Studying. How about you?

Same. Or I will be, in a few minutes.

Well, what are you doing right now?

I picture the blush that’s about to rise under her pale, freckled cheeks, and wish I was with her right now to see it.

Thinking about us in that study room. And getting hard.

Chapter 12

Amber

I grip my phone so tightly that my hand cramps. Player, player, player! My head is trying to scream its warning, but the rest of me is not listening.

If it were any other guy telling me about the state of his cock via text message, I’d be labeling him a creeper and blocking him, but, dammit, Aidan flips my switch like I’m a fucking chandelier.

How am I supposed to reply? I can’t just go along with everything he does, but I’m pressing my thighs together, encouraging the tingling, throbbing sensation that started as soon as his text showed up.

Finally, I reply. Yeah? Oh, that was really brilliant, Amber. Way to charm him.

He answers,Yeah. Are you getting hot?

My mind says, Fuck, fuck, fuck. See what you’ve gotten yourself into? You are out of your league and over your head.

I answer, No, not me. I’m a good girl. I add an emoji with an innocent, toothy grin.

Aidan replies, I can’t stop thinking about you.

I can’t stop thinking about him either, but there’s no way I’m going to say that. I’d just be getting myself in deeper.

He’s already distracted me all day today, and I need to stay focused. I need to study, and I need to be able to focus on chemistry when I’m with him, instead of getting drawn in by his dark eyes. Hell, I can’t even see him right now and he seems to be working some kind of magic on me.

I say: We’ll see each other soon.

It’s almost a full minute before he replies.

Will you think about me tonight and touch yourself?

Oh god. His typed words send a little shock right through me, straight to my clit. I squirm on the bed, glad Megan is out for the evening. Then I decide to just throw my reservations out the window.

Okay.

Chapter 13

Aidan

I was already hard as a rock. Amber’s reply just about kills me.

I meant to tease her with my dirty messages, but it’s me being tormented. With the thought of her touching herself, I have to push back in my chair and adjust my cock before I can answer her.

I’m alone in my room and I wish you were her

e.

Her response is nearly instant.

I wish I was too.

Before I can second-guess the impulse, I dial her number. She answers right away. “Hey.” Her voice sounds breathy, a little nervous, and I stifle a groan, rubbing my hand over the bulge in my jeans.

“I’m picturing you lying on my bed,” I say, and the catch in her breath shoots straight to my already-painful cock. “You’re curled on your side, looking shy, watching me through your lashes, with your hair spread out across my pillow.”

She doesn’t say anything, but she’s right there with me — her breath is fast and shallow in my ear. “I unzip my pants,” I say, matching my actions to my words, “because I’ve got a hard-on the size of the Empire State Building from looking at you.”

I push off my jeans, releasing my straining erection. In my mind, her eyes widen at the sight. “I move closer to the bed,” I say, “and you roll onto your back. You’re watching me. When you spread your legs, I see the damp spot on your panties.”

“Oh, god,” Amber moans.

“Are you alone right now?” I ask.

“Yes.” Her voice is soft.

“I want you to touch yourself.” I pause, and when she doesn’t respond, I continue. “Reach inside your clothes and touch yourself for me.” I hear the faint sound of a zipper beyond her ragged breath in my ear, and I almost explode.

“Are you doing it?”

“Yes.”

“Are you wet?” I ask.