Part 3 (2/2)
”Holy f.u.c.k.”
The spell between us is broken by Ruben's choice of words. Sebastian slowly starts to remove his hands from me leaving a trail of heat behind.
I take a few steps forward and practically wilt into the sofa, my legs feeling like Jell-O, no longer able to hold me up.
”Ruben Elias McKenzie,” Pippa shouts making me jump. ”You are not too old to have your mouth washed out with soap and water.”
Looking bashful, Ruben replies, ”Yes ma'am. Wasn't expecting to see...well, you know.” Ruben waves his arms around in the direction of the table.
Michael finally seems to find his tongue. ”Can't wait to play.”
He saunters over to Lily with a s.e.xy grin on his face, which matches the one on Lily's. I overhear him whispering words of love to his very pregnant wife and I find myself longing for someone to do the same with me. I catch him eyeing the goods on the table, which makes me chuckle. They're going to have some fun once the babies arrive a in more ways than one.
Ramon's hand falls onto my shoulder and I glance up to where he's standing beside my chair. He gives me a rea.s.suring smile and we watch his brothers walk over to the table for a closer look. Lucien directs sly glances towards Sabrina who exchanges a nervous grin with him before coming to sit on the sofa beside me.
I've watched Lucien over the past few months mainly because of Lily's attachment to him and he really does treat her as a sister and sometimes comes across as the overbearing big brother, which can be amusing. I've also seen him when he thinks no one is watching him and he looks lonely. From what I've picked up from Ramon, he hasn't had any sort of female company since his accident, which is sad because he has a lot to offer. Even with the scars on one side of his face and neck, he is a handsome man who looks to have a great physic not to mention a loving heart, which his family see all the time. Especially when he's around Lily.
Perhaps Sabrina just needs time to settle in to her life here in Lexington. After all she'd grown up in Virginia before going to England with her parents.
”We'll leave soon,” Ramon whispers in my ear. I've forgotten he's standing behind me with my thoughts all over the place while trying not to think about Sebastian and how it felt to be in his arms, pressed against his front with his c.o.c.k growing against me. Argh! Don't go there.
Without looking at Ramon, I take hold of one of his hands and squeeze, ”Okay.”
Letting go of his hand, I watch Ramon walk off towards Ruben before I turn to Sabrina whose been watching our exchange.
”How are you finding your way around Lexington?” I ask hoping to draw her out a bit. To hear Lily talk about Sabrina I never would have thought she'd be shy, but she is.
”I love Lexington. It's been about ten years since I was last here with my parents and nothing's changed much, at least from what I remember. My father was here to purchase a horse that he'd been after for a while,” she smiles at what must be a fond memory. ”He was so determined to have this particular horse, Sultan. He was black as the night and ruled the stables,” she chuckles. ”What about you? You're not from around here.”
”No...I was born in Montana, but lived most of my life in Canada until I moved in with Ramon a while back.”
Despite Sabrina having my complete attention, I can feel Sebastian's eyes on me, begging me to turn and look at him. Why today? We've been together on numerous occasions since we met, but it's never been like it is today with him. The heated looks and panty wetting touches. Something's changed and I'm not sure what.
”Carla?”
I blink and realize Sabrina has been talking to me while I let Sebastian distract me again. ”Sorry, what did you say?”
She smiles. ”I asked you how you met Ramon, if it's not too personal a question.”
Shaking my head, I reply, ”No, it's fine. We met when Ramon was up in Canada on a McKenzie building project that my brother, Noah, was also working on. We all just hit it off...the rest, as they say, is history.” I offer a small smile and hope she hadn't noticed the catch in my voice when I said 'Noah.'
”At first I thought you were with Sebastian, he can't take his eyes from you,” she shrugs her shoulders, ”but I'm not that good at recognizing these things anyway.”
My stomach drops. Does she really expect me to comment on what she's just said? G.o.d, I hope not.
Chapter 8.
Sebastian Checking out the items on the table, which have been given to Lily, and I suppose Michael, isn't such a great idea, especially with the bright pink thing, in the middle of the table. In all my s.e.xual experience, I can honestly say I've never seen one in bright pink. Not that I was shocked by the toy, I mean I've even used some on willing partners in the past, but f.u.c.k, bright pink!
I hold my tongue at making a crude comment towards Ruben who really is into 'toys', which aren't just for the light-hearted. But, h.e.l.l, standing here looking at the collection, all I can think about is having Carla under me, naked, handcuffed to the headboard of my bed while I use the strawberry flavored nipple gel on her large b.r.e.a.s.t.s and the pink vibrator to bring her to o.r.g.a.s.m before I slip inside her.
Reaching down, I discretely rearrange my d.i.c.k in my jeans, which is ready to burst at the images in my head. I hear Lucien chuckle beside me, which I ignore before turning my back to him and the table to glance at Michael, who's watching us. Probably making sure we don't borrow anything he wants to play with.
Smirking, I make my way over to them and ask, ”How's my beautiful sister doing,” before leaning over and kissing Lily on the cheek. Crouching down in front of her, I look at her deeply. She's beautiful and more so with her pregnancy in full bloom.
”I'm fine. Thank you Sebastian. What about you? You seem distracted.”
I quickly glance at Carla then back to Lily who looks as though she can see every d.a.m.n thing going around in my head right now.
”Don't be worrying about me. I'd say you have your hands full with my brother.” Taking hold of her hand, I keep it in mine as I rest them in her lap.
”Hey, brother, stop mauling my wife. Go and get your own,” Michael grumbles from beside Lily.
Winking at Lily, I respond, ”I already have my woman right here.” Laughing, I kiss Lily on the knuckles before I release her. ”I'd check Ruben's pockets before he leaves.” I grin as Lily starts to laugh, placing her hands on the top of her belly.
”I'm sure our brother doesn't need to borrow Lily's, um, things,” Michael replies.
”Why on earth would one of your brothers want to borrow anything of Lily's?” Mom asks coming up behind Michael before walking around the chair to wrap her arm around my waist.
Now I know why they say, boys never grow up, because all I want to do is make this situation worse for my brother and watch him squirm under mom's scrutiny just like we've done on too many occasions to count, but I hold my tongue and wait for him to come up with an answer.
Lily comes to his rescue though. ”They're referring to the handcuffs.”
”Hmm,” Mom lets out a breath, ”you boys think I don't know what s.e.x is. Not only have I given birth five times, I've also read Fifty Shades of Grey.” She winks at Lily, who looks ready to burst into laughter as Mom walks away to join Dad and George by the window, who look deep in conversation.
Spotting Carla sitting chatting to Sabrina, I decide it's time to leave. I want my brother's girl with a pa.s.sion I've never felt before and being around all those s.e.x toys, having images shooting through my head, is frustrating the h.e.l.l out of me.
Slipping out from the living room, I walk out onto the porch before I remember I brought a jacket with me so turning I head back inside. Reaching for the handle of the office where my jacket is, I push the door open and find Carla who clutches her jacket against her, when I walk in and close the door behind me.
”What is it with you and small rooms,” I say trying to make light of the fact we're the only ones in the room, although I'm not sure why I closed the door. ”You leaving?”
Carla licks her lips before replying, ”Yeah, Ramon has some work to do.”
I nod my head and retrieve my jacket from the peg as Carla tries to slip past me.
”What about a goodbye hug,” I ask. This is nothing unusual as we always say goodbye, the only difference this time is that we're alone, usually we're standing at the front door and throwing hugs around left, right and center.
”Okay,” she agrees and takes the step needed to stand directly in front of me.
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