Chapter Ninety Six

Raleigh

“Honey, I’m home!” I grin at the announcement as Serenity waltzes into the kitchen just as the five of us are finishing putting up the breakfast leftovers and clearing the table. She glances at the container of pancakes in my hand, her eyes widening as she says, “Perfect timing too. Gimme,” and does a grabbing motion with both of her hands.
With a snort, I hand over the container just as Ryker pulls the syrup back out of the cabinet, closes the distance between the two of them, then wraps his arm around her, squishing the container between them as he lowers his mouth to hers, stopping just before their lips touch and murmuring, “You’re not only here for the free food, are you baby?”
Serenity grins then responds with, “Of course not!” She then moves to his ear and loudly whispers, “I also came to see my…” she hesitates, dragging out the moment as she lowers one hand to my brothers’ butt, cups his cheek and gives it a squeeze, then finishes by saying, “Best. Friend.”
“Oooh…” Ryker half laugh, half growls. “You are in so much trouble!”
Serenity takes off running, shoving the pancakes at me as she passes by, then next thing I know, I hear her shriek as two sets of footsteps pound up the stairs.
At the sound of the door slamming shut, Ryler turns his attention to me and says, “I think you should probably find other means of transportation to school this morning.”
Lincoln wraps his arms around me from behind, brushes a kiss against my temple, then states, “I’ve got her.”
Turning my head to look at him with a raised brow, I ask, “But don’t you have school?”
He looks at me with love written all over his face and says, “You’re more important.”
“But…” I start, but he cuts me off with a shake of his head.
“It’s fine. I’m going to be late regardless.” Then, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear, he cups my cheek and says, “We don’t both need to be late. You have enough to catch up on as it is.”
I nod in understanding, my heart feeling so full of love and support of everyone around me.
The sound of a throat clearing behind us causes me to roll my eyes as I turn back towards my remaining two brothers.
“Okay, okay! We’re going.” Then, under my breath mumble, “Don’t get your panties in a wad.”
“What was that?” Ryler asks, his hand to his ear and an expectant look on his face.
I grin as I walk over to him and lie as I tell him, “I said ‘I love you,’” then pull him into a quick hug.
Pulling back, he gives me an incredulous look as he says, “Mmmhm. Sure you did.”
Turning to Rowan, I quickly give him a hug then, with as serious of an expression as I can muster, I say, “Yep! That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!”
Rowan gently shoves me on the shoulder and says, “Whatever.” Then, “Get out of here before you’re late.”
With a smile on my face, I walk over and grab my backpack from next to the couch, Lincoln already holding open the front door as I yell, “Bye. Love y’all.”
Their calls of, “Love you, too!” reaching me as I head outside, Lincoln pulling the door shut behind us.
As we near the school, I turn to Lincoln and say, “You should probably drop me off right over there.” Then, point to a spot about a half block away from the school. “That way no one sees you since Jackson is probably already here.”
“What? Do you not want to be seen with me?” he asks, both his tone and face serious.
“No! Of course not!” I immediately reply, my heart pounding in my chest. “Never think that!” I demand as I scoot closer, Lincoln pulls over on the side of the road where I indicated. When he puts the truck in park, I cup his cheek and turn his face until he’s looking at me. “Jackson will just likely be at school already and everyone think that he is you.”
His face transforms as his mouth spreads into a wide grin, “So, if I did something like this…” then he crashes his lips to mine in a toe-curling kiss that makes my clit throb and my pussy ache to be filled.
Pulling away, he finishes by saying, “That would really get people talking.”
“Yeah.” I respond breathlessly.
“You better go before I decide to say, ‘fuck it,’ and pull you into my lap to ride my cock right here where anyone can see.
Part of me likes the idea of that.
Maybe just a little too much.
While the sensible part of me knows that we can’t risk being so irresponsible.
Not when Brady could very well still be around watching every move I make.
“You’re right. I better go.” I give him one last chaste kiss, then quickly scooch over to the passenger door.
“I love you!” I call as I open the door. “Please be careful heading home.”
“I will,” he promises, followed by, “And I love you, too.”
He stays parked in the same spot until I’m up the steps to the school and pulling the door open. I hear him honk once, signaling that he’s leaving as I step through.
As soon as the door is shut behind me, my mind back on everything that happened last night, or more specifically, what happened early this morning, and then what my brothers revealed this morning. I don’t realize that someone is right behind me until they cover my mouth with their hand and shove me through a door, pulling it closed behind us.
I try to scream past their hand and as the use their body to push me against the door, holding me in place.
“Hey, hey! Shhh…it’s okay.” The person says, the familiar voice halting my fight immediately. “There you go.” He murmurs as he removes his hand from my mouth and cups my cheek instead.
“What are you doing?” I hiss, my heart still hammering in my chest.
“Something that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about,” he growls and then his lips are on mine, his tongue seeking entry.
His hands fall to my hips as he deepens the kiss, a groan leaving him as he presses his groin against me, his cock already hard.
“Fuck!” he growls, his mouth moving from my lips, across my jaw until his reaches my ear, his teeth nibbling at the sensitive flesh just underneath. “I want you so fucking bad.” He admits, rocking his cock against me.
“Please tell me that you want my cock too,” he all but begs, his voice strained.
Before I get the chance to even formulate a response, he slips his hand beneath my skirt and slides it between my thighs, his fingers already teasing.
“You’re fucking soaked!” he growls lowly, his face buried in my neck. “Is this all for me, baby? Do I make you wet?”
“Yes,” I moan as he thrusts two fingers inside of me, relieving the ache that started with Lincoln and has only grown since pulling me in here.
“Are you going to let me fuck you in this utility closet? Wrap your perfect little pussy around my thick cock?” His dirty words and the thrusting of his fingers have me hurtling towards climax, desperate to cum.
“Fuck me!” I demand as I reach for the button of his jeans. “Make me cum on your cock.”
He quickly pushes his jeans down, then picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. Shoving my panties to the side, he rubs the head of his cock through my wetness and growls, “You’re so wet. You don’t even need any build up.” Then, he thrusts hard and deep inside of me.
“Oh God!” I cry a little too loudly, then immediately bite down on his shoulder to keep quiet.
“Keep quiet, baby and I’ll fuck you so good you’ll be seeing stars,” he promises as he pulls back and spears me with his cock.
Unable to stop myself as he hits me deep, I scream his name, “Oh fuck, Jackson!”