Scandalous (2 page)

“What have you been up to since I last saw you?”
Distract
me from imagining dragging my lips up the inside of your thigh.

“Well…I graduated college and had a hard time finding a
job.” She re-crossed her legs and he groaned inwardly. “The economy, you know.
I had to move back in with my parents.”

Alarm filled him. God, here he was having nasty thoughts
about Alexa and she was still living at home? That kind of killed the fantasy.
He didn’t like thinking of taking advantage of the Lang’s youngest child.

Damn it, he was behaving like an uptight old man. An
uptight, very straight old man. He was allowed a dirty thought or two. He
shouldn’t be surprised it involved a woman. Everyone had their fantasies,
right? That’s why they’re called fantasies.

“But then I moved out about six months ago,” she continued.
“I found a job in a law office as a receptionist. It’s certainly not what I
studied in college, but I needed the job and the pay is pretty good. Attorneys
are very generous.” She smiled and reached over, giving him a pat on the knee.

His cock jerked in reaction to her simple touch. Damn he had
it bad tonight. Did he drink too much? When was the last time he and Brandon
had sex?

Last night.

Yeah, he didn’t know what his problem was.

“How about you? What have you been up to?”

“Well, I’m a physical therapist at a rehab center. I handle
mostly knee and leg injuries.”

Alexa smiled. “Just what you always wanted to do.”

“Yeah.” He ducked his head, touched and yet embarrassed that
she remembered. “I enjoy it.”

“That’s wonderful,” she murmured. “You’re lucky that you
found your dream job.”

The wistful tone of her voice, the faraway look in her eyes
clearly told him Alexa wasn’t doing what she really wanted. What were her hopes
and dreams? What made her happy? What made her sad?

Eric suddenly, desperately wanted to know. And knew he’d
look like an obsessive jerk if he bombarded her with an endless string of
questions.

A burst of applause sounded from within the reception hall
and their gazes met, locked. She smiled and stood, smoothing her hands down the
front of her dress.

“I should head back. What if they’re cutting the cake or
something? All the other important bridesmaid-needed stuff has happened but
that. Oh yeah, and the tossing of the bouquet.” She wrinkled her nose. “Not
that I want to catch it.”

“Not looking for marriage yet?” She looked awfully cute when
she scrunched her nose like that.

“No way. I don’t know if I ever want to be married.”

His jaw dropped open. “Are you serious?” She came from the
perfect happy, well-adjusted family. Yeah, no one was perfect but the Lang
family came pretty damn close.

He’d always enjoyed hanging out there. Had never admitted
just how damn jealous he was of Austin and his family.

She nodded, her hair sweeping forward and she brushed it
back with an impatient hand. “Dead serious.”

Alexa gave no reason as to why she didn’t want to be married,
and he didn’t push. Not that he should care. But he did care. And it surprised
him.

He stood as well, took a step toward her. She stayed still,
her eyes widening the slightest bit, her shoulders going back. Thrusting her
breasts toward him, she looked like temptation personified and damn if he
didn’t want a taste.

Just one taste, would it be so wrong? Was it wrong that he
wanted to kiss her, just to say that he had?

Yes.

He ignored the little voice in his head and went for her,
his arms sliding around her slim waist and hauling her close. She rested her
hands on his chest, slender fingers pressing into him, and he slid a hand up
her back.

“It was good to see you,” he murmured close to her ear, his
lips brushing against her hair.

“You too.” Her voice trembled, her entire body trembled and
he leaned his head back, stared down at her. Her lids lifted, her gaze meeting
his and he dipped his head. Brushed his lips against hers.

And it was as if a ball of fire combusted between them.

Chapter Two

Eric’s damp lips clung to hers, soft and inviting, his
velvety hot tongue licked at her lower lip. Alexa opened for him, her tongue met
his and the kiss turned instantly wild. Hands all over the place, tongues
lashing, bodies grinding, breath escaping in one giant rush.

She’d never experienced anything like it before.

His hand slipped over her front, cupping her breast and she
groaned into his mouth. She reached in between them, her fingers trailing down
the front of his impressive and very firm cock and she shuddered in
anticipation.

God, she should get back to the reception but there was no
way she would end this kiss first. This was her every dream come to life. Eric
with his hands all over her, his tongue in her mouth, she couldn’t believe it
was happening. Her panties were soaked, her clit throbbed already for release
and she ground against him again, both of them groaning at the delicious friction.

His body was lean but muscular, and she snuck a hand around
to his backside, giving his—yep, just as she thought—firm ass a quick squeeze.
She wondered if anyone would happen upon them. She wondered what he would do if
she suggested they sneak off and go somewhere else. Somewhere more private
where they could get naked and fuck each other’s brains out.

Considering the intensity of their first kiss, she knew
without a doubt it would be amazing between them.

Alexa withdrew first, her breath coming in ragged spurts,
her mouth opening to offer a tantalizing proposition. But Eric beat her to the
punch.

“We shouldn’t have done this.” He released his hold on her
and plunged a hand into his hair, messing it up even more.

His words were like an ice-cold bucket of water splashed in
her face. “Wh—why not?”

He stared at her as if she were crazy for even asking.
“Because you’re Austin’s sister and I feel like I’ve known you forever, and
you’re a…”

“A girl?” she finished for him. Breathing deep she
straightened her dress, desperately tried to conjure up some composure.
Incredibly hard considering how her body still vibrated from his kiss, his
touch. He appeared to be having the same reaction, which at least was some sort
of small consolation.

So why did he deny them this?

“Yeah.” Relief flooded his face. “You’re a girl. And I don’t
go for girls. I never have.”

“That is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. Was I the only
one involved in that kiss?” She approached him, but he backed away and she
stopped in her tracks. The last thing she wanted was him withdrawing from her
even more. “It shouldn’t matter what gender we are, what preference we have.
Attraction is attraction, Eric.”

He closed his eyes briefly and swallowed hard, as if
searching for strength. “I have a boyfriend, Lex.”

Her mouth dropped open, and she stared at him, disbelief
coursing through her. “You said…you said you were here alone.”

“Right. I came to the wedding alone but yeah. I have a
boyfriend. We live together.” Sympathy filled his eyes. “I’m sorry, Lex.”

“Yeah you are,” she mumbled, jerking away from him when he
reached out as if to touch her. “You should’ve at least told me.”

God, she felt like the biggest slut. Slobbering all over
him, letting him do whatever he wanted to her more than willing self and he was
with someone else. What a jerk. Did his boyfriend know what a two-timer he was?

It was just a kiss. Don’t get your panties in such a wad.

Alexa shoved the nagging little voice firmly out of her
head.

“I should’ve. You’re right, and I’m sorry,” he said again.
“I should leave.”

“Maybe you should.” That didn’t sound right. Here they were
friends, reunited after all these years and it ended like this. She should say
she was sorry. Ask him to come back into the reception with her. They could
forget everything that just happened between them, like it never existed.

But she never got the chance. He hurried away from her
without another word, without even a second glance and she watched him go,
shock filling her, rendering her numb.

She was a damn fool pushing herself on a man who had no
interest in her whatsoever. Okay yeah, she’d felt his hard cock but so what.
Who wouldn’t get turned on by a kiss like that?

With a shake of her head she headed back toward the
reception. Ready to face the blissful happiness radiated from her brother and
his new wife and all the other happy couples flooding the room.

Alexa had the distinct sensation of wanting to barf.

“Hey.” Eric shut the door behind him and turned the lock.
“You’re already home.”

Brandon sat sprawled on the couch, focused on the bright big
screen TV hanging on the wall. “Don’t sound too excited.”

“I just didn’t expect you. I thought you were still
working.” He leaned against the door, watching Brandon dispassionately. The man
was gorgeous, of that there was no doubt. Built like a football player in his
prime, Brandon was a solid wall of muscle. Dark hair, hazel eyes, beautiful
face—he could be a domineering, macho asshole when he wanted to be.

And that was exactly what happened earlier when they argued
about going to the wedding and Brandon had declared he didn’t want to attend
after all. Eric wondered if he was jealous that it was the wedding of Eric’s
ex-lover.

But hell—the ex-lover was getting married to a
woman
.
No need to be jealous.

Eric decided to let him stay home and pout. Brandon said
he’d probably work. He was a personal trainer at the local gym but how many
people called their personal trainer on a Saturday night?

Well, many female clients had tried in the past, but Brandon
had put them all off. They had a hard time believing he was gay. Even when the
women at the gym saw the two of them together they still flirted like crazy
with Brandon, even with him. Eric couldn’t believe their audacity.

Brandon just took it in stride. Comes with the territory,
he’d told Eric more than once.

“How was the wedding?” Brandon turned down the volume on the
TV.

“It was good,” Eric said carefully, shrugging out of his
suit jacket. He tossed it on the back of a nearby chair. “Great to see everyone
again.”

“Were a lot of old friends there?”

“Well, not really. Just a few, mostly his family.” Eric sat
next to him on the couch. Brandon stared straight ahead at the TV screen, his
jaw clenched, his eyes narrowed. Still looking a little pissed off and a lot
hot. “Are you mad at me or what?”

Brandon sighed and looked at him. “No. More pissed at
myself. Sorry I acted like an asshole.”

It was a simple apology and rare. Brandon rarely said sorry
for anything he did. And Eric understood that, had never complained. Their
relationship, while fulfilling, could also be a tad volatile though the sex was
always, always passionate.

“It’s all right.” Eric reached out, rested his hand on
Brandon’s rock hard thigh. “Did you go to the gym?”

“Nah. I called but there was nothing going on down there. I
stayed home.”

“Alone?” Eric ran his hand up Brandon’s thigh, coming closer
to his cock. Noticed a telltale twitch between Brandon’s legs. He wore baggy
shorts but they couldn’t hide everything.

“What, you want me to bring some random stranger back to our
place and fuck him? Of course I was alone.” Brandon’s breath hitched in his
throat when Eric ran a hand across his growing dick.

“I met someone tonight. Well, reunited with someone I
haven’t seen in a long time.” He couldn’t believe he was confessing this. But
he had to get it off his chest, come clean to Brandon. Would he care that he
kissed Alexa? It meant nothing, that kiss.

At least, that’s what he told himself.

“Who was it? Bad enough you saw your ex there.” Brandon
watched with rapt attention as Eric attacked the button on his shorts, undoing
it with a quick flick of his fingers. His zipper went down next, revealing
nothing but bare skin and dark brown pubic hair. Eric withdrew his firm cock,
stroked a single finger down the length of him.

“My ex is happily married to a woman. Can you believe it?”
Eric shook his head, curling his fingers around Brandon’s girth. The guy had a
big dick and he knew how to use it. “I saw his sister.”

Even with the attention Eric paid his cock, he noticed Brandon
was still aware of what he said. His brows rose in question. “His sister?”

“Yeah. Alexa. Lex. We were friends.” He gave him a firm
pump, caught sight of the pearl of creamy liquid at the tip and wanted a taste.
“We caught up, talked for a while, like old times.”

“What else did you do with her?”

Damn, Brandon knew him too well. “We kissed.”

His brows rose. “No shit?”

“Yeah.” Eric dipped his head, trailed his tongue across the
head of Brandon’s cock. Caught a taste of his pre-come and his tongue tingled.
“With tongues and everything.”

“You’ve made out with girls before.” Brandon didn’t seem affected
by his revelation whatsoever, which surprised him. He seemed too concentrated
on the fact that his dick was about to get sucked.

Not that Eric could blame him. Sex always factored high in
their relationship.

“You’re right.” Eric circled his tongue around the flared
head of Brandon’s cock, tracing the edge, teasing the spot he knew Brandon
especially liked. His actions earned a low groan from him. “This time was
different.”

Brandon pushed at his shoulder, making Eric lift his head
and meet his gaze. “How so?”

Eric breathed deep. “I got hard.”

“You’ve never gotten hard when you kissed women before?”

“Not really.” Eric shook his head.

“Huh.” Brandon considered this bit of information. “You’ve
never fucked a woman either, have you?”

“No.” Eric repositioned himself so he sat before Brandon,
kneeling on the floor, at perfect level with Brandon’s cock. He reached for his
shorts and tugged them off and Brandon tore off his T-shirt with one quick
movement.

Resting his hands on Brandon’s naked thighs, Eric glanced up
to find him contemplating him, a mysterious gleam in his eyes. “What?”

“You like this woman?”

“I’ve always liked Alexa.” He shook his head and sat back on
his haunches. “But nothing like that. We shouldn’t be having this conversation
right now, don’t you think? I’d rather do…other things.” Eric reached for
Brandon’s cock but Brandon batted his hand away. “What the hell?”

“Listen, you like this chick. I can tell.” Brandon leaned
forward, his face coming close to Eric’s. “You made out with her and got a
boner. Felt compelled to tell me about it, even. Makes me wonder if you’re
interested in her.”

“Does that bother you?” Was he interested in her as more
than a friend? Tonight he sure as hell had been.

“No, honestly it doesn’t bother me. It intrigues me.”
Brandon sat back and bent his arms, resting them behind his head. Looking like
the casual sex god with his chiseled face, bulging biceps and amazing abs. Oh
yeah, and don’t forget the thick cock hard as a rock and thrusting from between
his muscular legs.

“What do you mean it intrigues you?” Eric was wary. This
morning Brandon had been mad about the wedding and Eric seeing Austin, which
quite frankly, had been stupid. Brandon had been in a perpetual bad mood over
the last few months. Something was bothering him though he never admitted what
and Eric had not pursued it fully.

It was as if the wedding had been the icing on his pissed
off cake. And now it
intrigued
him that Eric kissed a woman and became
aroused from it?

Strange. And just the tiniest bit exciting.

“Aren’t you curious?”

“Curious about what?” Eric reached for Brandon’s cock once
more, giving it a firm stroke. He felt it jerk in his hand, and he knew his
lover was affected despite the calm demeanor he displayed.

“Being with a woman.” Brandon hissed in a breath when Eric
dipped his head and drew his cock into his mouth. “Jesus, Eric. Don’t you want
to know what it’s like?”

He never thought he wanted to know before. He never really
cared and felt as if he missed something. Brandon had been with women before.
Eric considered him bisexual more than gay though he’d been in a steady stream
of male-only relationships for the last few years.

So what, exactly, was he suggesting?

“Invite her over for dinner,” Brandon suggested, his voice
wavering when Eric drew him deep into his mouth. “Or ask her to meet us for
drinks.”

Eric withdrew Brandon’s cock from his mouth. “You’re crazy.”

“Why am I crazy? You’re interested, and I’m interested too,
I have to admit. Don’t you want to do something different? Something
outrageous?”

“I have no idea if she’d be interested.” He couldn’t deny
the thought of doing something…wicked together with both Alexa and Brandon made
him curious.

And extremely hard.

“Come here.” Brandon reached for him and Eric went up on his
knees, their mouths meeting in a ferocious kiss. Their tongues danced, he kept
his fingers wrapped firmly around Brandon’s cock. “Call her, Eric,” Brandon
said when he broke the kiss. “I want to do this. For you.”

“I don’t understand” Eric started but Brandon cut him off
with another tongue thrusting kiss.

“There’s nothing to understand,” Brandon said, pushing him
away with one hand on Eric’s shoulder. “Just go with it. Now suck my cock. I
want to come down your throat.”

Eric eagerly resumed his position, his lips wrapped tight
about Brandon’s cock. He loved it when Brandon commanded him about, and Brandon
knew it. He bobbed on Brandon’s cock with abandon, sliding it deep, until it
bumped the back of his throat. Brandon slid his hands into Eric’s hair, tugging
and pulling, grinding against Eric’s mouth and nearly choking him. He felt the
tension in Brandon’s body, knew he was close and when the first spurts of semen
hit his tongue Eric groaned, ready to drink.