Falling for the Other Brother (4 page)

Since the accident.

His libido took a brief dip at that thought, but he shoved it away and continued to explore.

Feminine whispers—
I love you. I want you
—brought his rising passion ebbing back almost to reality once again. For what woman could love or want him after what had happened? Now that he was less than a man?

Then moist warmth engulfed his cock, driving every thought from his head and he arched into the heady feeling. Hands, petite but strong, anchored his hips, and he had to content himself with small pelvic rocks as he tangled his fingers into silky curls.

“Yes,” he groaned, encouraging his phantom lover and she responded by increasing the slow suction along his shaft to sweat-inducing pressure. Pausing at his tip, her tongue glided around his sensitive cap before engulfing him once again.

One hand left his hips, only to grip his straining cock at the base, pumping him in time with the motion of her mouth on him. The other hand slid down the line of his inner thigh, and continued onward towards his groin. Part of his brain began to protest, but the slight edge of teeth along his shaft seized his whole attention, and he cried out in pleasure.

The sound seemed to echo in the room, and Colin opened his eyes, just as his dream lover—who was
real
, not a dream—cupped his sac.

And gasped in shock.

Her head popped up and he got his first look at his flesh-and-blood bed partner in the dim light of the room. Disbelieving brown eyes met his from under tousled auburn waves, and her full lips were parted, slightly puffy from the efforts of her prior attentions.

This observation brought him back to the reality of her hand still grasping his cock—his
erect
cock, wonder of wonders. His eyes slipped past her to see his brother standing at the foot of the bed, cupping his own erection through his pants, a slight smile on his face. Colin raised his eyebrow, but he decided to wait until later to lecture Trev about the weirdness of apparently hiring a hooker for him. The fog of his arousal and jet-lag combined to make it seem like a good idea to disregard all his wonderment—
who is she?
and
thank God, my cock still works!
—and return to the rapidly fading moment.

His head fell back and he thrust into her hand, and for a moment, she reflexively stroked his length.

“Trevor, what on earth happened?” Her voice was cultured and melodic. Not a pro, then.

And she thinks you’re Trev.

“Your, um… Something’s wrong with your balls,” she continued. “I think one’s hiding.”

Colin opened his eyes as he fought a mirthless snort, and he looked into her concerned face then back at Trevor, whose lips twitched as he reached out to rest his hand on her lower back.

“Erica…”

She screamed and scrambled onto Colin’s lap, and he automatically put his arms around her. She looked back over her shoulder then jolted, shock transmitting itself as every inch of her tensed at once. Erica was Trevor’s current girlfriend, Colin remembered from his brother’s emails, the one he wanted to move in with. Well, maybe not
girl
. She was definitely all woman.

His eyes roamed downwards, helpless to keep from appreciating her curvy form fully on display and pressed against him. Chivalry was
not
his strong suit at the moment.

“Trev?” she questioned as she looked back and forth between the two men.

She carefully separated herself from Colin and drew up the sheet, apparently realizing the ball-less wonder wasn’t who she thought he was. But hadn’t she arrived with Trevor? His travel-fuzzed brain, still back in China, couldn’t begin to puzzle this out.

Trevor knee-walked across the bed to cradle her in his arms. “I’m sorry, sweets. I didn’t mean to scare you.” His gaze met Colin’s over the top of her head, and he reached out a hand to briefly clap his brother’s shoulder in silent greeting.

The identity of the ‘intruder’ settled, she gazed frankly at Colin, her sharp eyes examining every facet of his appearance, shaking her head slightly more than once. Her eyes dropped to his lap, and he followed her gaze to his groin, where his rampant erection hadn’t yet caught up with the change in program. The depressingly deflated look of his right ball sac started to do the trick, though, and he sighed as he covered up.

Ah well. So much for finally getting there
.

Trev spoke into the quiet. “Erica, I know this…is a lot to ask, and I promise I’ll explain everything later, but how would you feel about continuing what you were doing?”

Of all the things Trevor could have said just then, that was by far the most unexpected. Erica couldn’t see a trace of jealousy on his face, which puzzled her. Maybe she’d misjudged his feelings towards her.

She was facing the man on the bed next to her—obviously Trevor’s twin—so she saw the flash of heat followed by his grimace in reaction to Trevor’s question. And just before he looked away, she caught a tinge of regret or sadness in his eyes. It touched something inside her. Although it wasn’t pity she felt just then, it was obvious that something had happened to him, and she paused in empathy, with the automatic denial still on her tongue.

On her tongue…
She couldn’t help but remember the warm weight of him in her mouth, Colin’s cries of pleasure, the bitter-sweet taste of his pre-cum hitting her taste buds. While Trevor had been obviously appreciative when she’d gone down on him, his brother’s strong, uninhibited reactions to her efforts had been flattering and arousing.

His brother. Oh God, what’s his freaking name? Colby? Corey?

Colin
, she remembered with relief.

Then he was moving away, seemingly resigned to leaving the couple in peace, and before she could think any further about the ramifications of her actions, she automatically grabbed his arm to stop his retreat.

His deep brown eyes, so familiar yet different in their depths, flashed to hers, measuring her with a defensive glare. “I’m not a charity case,” he growled, but she noticed with feminine satisfaction he didn’t move away, although he could have easily evaded her grasp.

And he was still hard.

She altered her grip so it was soothing, and she glanced at Trevor, seeing nothing but encouragement in his expression. No pressure, though. He was evidently going to let her make this decision for herself. She would find out later what his real reason for this was. In fact, he looked smug enough that if she didn’t know better, she’d think he’d set her up. But to have arranged to have his brother in his bed and guess that she might come over and crawl in? Nope, no way he could have pulled that off.

She turned back to Colin, still and inscrutable as he waited for her reaction.

A ménage. Why not?
she thought.
We’re all adults, and it’s not like it’ll be awkward afterwards since Trevor and I are all but over.
The memory of why she’d come here was a sobering one, and it must have been reflected in her face because both brothers reacted, Trevor with a frown of concern and Colin with renewed determination to leave the bed. She smacked his firm ass with her hand as he began to turn away.

A charity case, huh?
“No, you’re not, but you
are
touchy,” she retorted, and both brothers froze. Trevor moved first, his mouth twitching with amusement as she continued, “I don’t do pity fucks, either, so it’ll work out just fine to get together. If you’re up for it.”

Colin’s jaw dropped, and she took advantage of his cessation of movement to lean forward and press a kiss to his parted lips. For long moments, they were still under her own, and she began to think his pride was going to make this impossible. His eyes searched hers from close proximity then squeezed closed. When his response finally came, it took her breath away.

Almost off-balance anyway with the effort to reach Colin’s mouth, it took no effort at all for him to encourage her to twist and fall the short distance to the mattress. Taking control of the kiss, Colin landed on top of her and pressed her down into the mattress. He stroked his tongue into her mouth with an assurance she immediately responded to.

“God, you taste good,” he murmured, and the sound of his voice—so like his brother’s—reminded her of the unusual situation she had somehow fallen into. She raised her head to attempt to meet Trevor’s eyes, but Colin brought her attention fully back to him by deepening the kiss to a lush, carnal mating.

“Don’t think. Just feel,” he demanded then trailed his lips down her throat, making her arch to encourage his exploration. His hands weren’t still, trailing lightly across her arms, down and back up, then across her collarbone. His mouth had almost met up with his fingertips when he changed direction and licked and bit his way towards the full side of her breast, avoiding the taut peak. Erica groaned her frustration, even as she relished the seduction.

Finally free to look at Trevor, she watched as he bent towards her neck. “Hey,” he whispered against her skin, his breath teasing at her nerve endings while his brother traced her ribs with his tongue. “Thanks for the awesome wake-up—even if it wasn’t me.”

“We’re going to talk about that later, trust me,” she warned without heat, then gasped as Colin and Trevor each latched onto a straining nipple and suckled in unison. “Oh God,” she cried breathlessly, relishing the previously unknown sensation. “Have you two done this before?”

“Believe it or not, no.” Trevor continued mouthing her breasts as he answered, while Colin shook his head, using the flat of his tongue to tease her peak. When he raked his teeth lightly across the sides, Erica squirmed—and thrust a hand between her own legs. She couldn’t help it. She needed some pressure, something…

“Yeah. That’s hot,” Trevor praised in a husky voice, cupping behind one of her knees and pulling it back so she was ruthlessly exposed to their interested gazes as she pleasured herself.

“Oh, come on. Two young guys in this bed, I shouldn’t have to be doing this to myself,” she panted in frustration. Her brain was on vacation and every sense was attuned to what was happening with her body and their attentions.

As if in response, Colin tested her moist pussy with his fingers then began thrusting them inside, too shallowly to really ease her need, but enough to stretch her and make her want more. He slowly and deliberately jacked his hard, reddened cock in time with his fingering. Meanwhile, Trev arranged himself along her side and alternately soothed and plucked at her nipples while tonguing her ear and neck, seemingly content to let his brother solo.

The combination of Colin’s shallow penetration with her practiced stimulation quickly became too much. He must have sensed her impending implosion because his rhythm became deep and purposeful as he fucked her with his fingers.

“Mmm.” She couldn’t take her eyes off him, watching his face strain as he focused on her. She was approaching the edge, but ached for him to be in her when she came. “Fuck me,” she invited, needing more, wanting that big, beautiful cock inside her.

“Can I?” Colin’s steady voice had a deep tone to it.

The question brought things to a halt for just a moment as it seemed to include both she and Trevor. Trev broke the standoff and reached back to the bedside table then handed his brother a condom, just as she responded, “Oh, hell yes.”

Colin made short work of rolling it on and placing his cock head at her entrance. He shuddered as he began to push inside and she trembled in desperate response. The feel of his thick length pressing inexorably into her was heavenly, but it was the expression on his face that sent her against her known boundaries and beyond. He looked at her as if she held everything he’d ever searched for.

Simultaneously striving for the peak and wishing the build-up would never end, she surged with Colin until a particularly hard thrust sent her spiralling over the precipice and into a shattering climax. He rode her through it then stilled, coming with an almost silent groan as he held deep within her. Chest heaving, he braced himself above her, not once having lost eye contact, and she could almost feel a connection snapping into place between them.

Then he smiled and she caught her breath.

As Colin chuckled, his till-now serious expression lifted into a gorgeous grin. Her chest seized and she couldn’t look away. She smiled in return, something inside her swelling with an unnamed emotion.

Oh no. No, no, no,
she fruitlessly warned herself.
Don’t you go falling for the other one now
.

Chapter Five

This time when Colin awoke he squinted at the clock but then had a hard time deciphering the shadows. Was it quarter after six in the morning or afternoon? This time of year, it was hard to tell. Rolling onto his back, he caught movement out of the corner of his eye—Trev, shifting around but still sleeping.

The whole crazy night suddenly came back to him.

Sex with Erica
.

Sex…period…for the first time since the accident.

Yeah, but with Erica—Trevor’s girlfriend. Who was nowhere to be seen.

Feeling a nearly uncontrollable urge to shake Trevor awake to talk, Colin instead took pity on him. Trevor had just got back from a long trip too, coming from the other direction. Smiling a little at his comatose brother, he pulled the covers up over him and went to take a long, hot shower. The night before he had barely rinsed off before collapsing into bed.

Trevor had told him his flight would be getting in late and had joked that whoever got there first got the bed. So when Colin had arrived at the condo before Trev, he’d taken him at his word and had sleepily commandeered the bed.

Colin had just wrapped up two nearly consecutive year-long stints overseas. He’d gone ahead and sold his condo before he’d left for the first year, so was going to have to bunk in with Trev until he found a new place. Or he might just end up buying this one from Trev. Trev had mentioned he was going to sound Erica out about moving in together.