Chapter 10 #2
Phoenix’s face darkened as he caught my free arm and pushed me back against the door. A breath huffed from my body at the roughness of his actions.
“And you’re killing me,” Phoenix groaned before ramming his mouth down over mine.
And I saw stars.
The pleasure I felt was intense and raw, a reawakening.
I moaned into his mouth as his hands bracketed my cheekbones, angling my head to deepen the kiss.
And. I was. Home.
Phoenix’s body leaned into me; my breasts crushed against him as he gathered me against his chest. I almost went limp in his arms as he pried my lips open and rolled his tongue against mine, teasing and tasting me.
His actions and the feel of his mouth on mine sent my stomach into a spin. Verbally, we were miles apart, but physically, the chemistry between us and the heat of that moment proved we were wired the same way. He had the power to set my entire body ablaze as lust thrashed around my pelvis.
I lifted myself onto my tiptoes and kissed him back, my hands sliding up his back and then into his hair. I tugged it slightly, passion vibrating like a living being between us.
I felt him raise his head and whisper in a gruff voice, “I set the pace.” Nix then took control, mastering me, dominating my entire frame with his much larger one.
God, he was hot. I wanted to wrap my legs around his waist and thrust my core against his hard-on.
As his fingers wrapped around my ponytail, he yanked my head back, exposing my throat before lowering his head and tasting me there. Moisture pooled between my thighs as his other hand cupped one of my breasts, his thumb skimming over my nipple.
“Yes, please, Brutal,” I panted, pushing into his hand.
He liked my use of his nickname, as I rarely used it. “Say that again.”
“Brutal,” I whispered as another lightning bolt of excitement flashed through me.
And then his lips found mine again, his tongue driving back into my mouth, feeding from me. Phoenix rolled his hips, grinding his cock against my stomach, a growl rising from his throat. I felt that rumble through every nerve ending.
I never wanted that moment to end, but I knew we needed to stop when I felt one of his hands sliding into my sleep shorts. No one had ever touched me there, and heat jetted through my sex.
My mouth widened, and a whimper left my throat as I felt his fingers sliding through the folds between my legs. I was so close, my orgasm on the cusp of exploding as he touched me there, circling that sweet spot, his thumb working pure bliss.
My eyes were closed as I threw my head back against the door, as Phoenix slid one long finger inside of me. The invasion was gentle, yet still shocking, as yes, I’d touched myself, but I’d never put my fingers inside.
It was a nice, wicked feeling. Phoenix had lifted his head, his eyes hooded as I opened mine to look up at him, feeling flushed. Everything was tingling.
“You’re so ready. Come for me Harper. Can you do that, baby, girl?” He continued to fuck me with his fingers.
“Oh my God,” I panted as my climax tore through my body, forcing me to jackknife against the door. I felt alive and unhinged, all my insides bursting with excitement and sated need.
I was breathing heavily, Phoenix’s fingers still cupping my throbbing sex as he placed his forehead against mine.
I slowly came down from that high and opened my eyes to find him staring at me, his nose to mine.
And. I. Panicked.
Dropping my hands, I grasped his wrist with one hand, the one that had caused me to lose my mind. “I should go.”
I was breathless, totally inexperienced, and in awe that I had already lost myself so much with this boy.
Phoenix withdrew his hand and stepped back; his face flushed.
“A bit late to be getting cold feet,” he whispered gruffly.
Feeling exposed, I straightened my clothes and attempted to control my breathing.
I swallowed, my body trembling as Nix raised the fingers that had touched me to his face and pushed them into his mouth, sucking off my arousal.
“So sweet,” he said, his face turning slightly smug. Nix glanced down my body, taking in my rock-hard nipples and the color that must be staining my entire body. My skin was lightly sweaty, and I could smell my arousal as it lay thickly between us.
I was on a high that I thought I could never come down from until his next words dragged me back to earth.
Nix placed his mouth close to the cuff of my ear.
“If I can do that with just my fingers, imagine what I can do with my dick.” His crude words had no place there.
Not when he had just given me one of my firsts.
I drew back, hitting my head on the door as Nix added, “kneecap snapping shit, baby.”
Brutal? More like fucking brute. Nix stepped back, and the desire to wipe the grin off his face powered through me. Before I could stop myself, the palm of my hand hit Phoenix hard across one cheek. It sounded like a gunshot, and his head rocked to one side with the force of the slap.
“I hope your dick falls off!”
Whilst he was coming to terms with the change in atmosphere, I hurled myself out into the hallway.
I heard him yell my name as I got to my room and closed the door. Moments later, there was a loud bang. It was so loud that it should have woken everyone in the house.
After gathering a breath, I moved to my bed and lowered myself onto the mattress; my entire body was shaking.
I had no idea what just happened or how I felt about it, but I knew regret wasn’t one of the things I was feeling.
Confused was one way of describing it. And then I closed my eyes and slept like the dead.
PHOENIX
“What the fuck, bro?” a voice rumbled into my half-asleep state.
It had been a restless night, spicy thoughts of Harper making me hot and horny. Until my birth mother had appeared, causing my hard-on to deflate in a nanosecond.
We were at Disneyland, which was odd. I had never been to Disney, and it wasn’t somewhere I ever wanted to visit. I didn’t like heights and hated rollercoasters. Why subject yourself to something that made you want to puke? To me, there was no logic there.
My brothers, on the other hand, loved them.
I remember Ma taking us to New England on holiday when Hudson had just joined the family.
We went to Six Flags for the day, and I spent the entire time barfing my guts up.
The boys thoroughly enjoyed the experience, especially the part where they called me a pussy all day.
They’d also gotten away with it, as I’d been too ill to beat the shit out of them.
In my dream, I had been in the middle of fucking Harper behind a plastic rock under the Big Thunder Mountain Railroad ride. It was hot until my mother turned up with Micky and Minnie in tow and told me I was doing it wrong.
That’s some fucked up shit right there. It was the type of stuff no parent should ever see. Messed up, I know. What could I say? Both women had been on my mind, but for very different reasons.
“Earth to dickhead!”
Hudson’s voice penetrated my skull like a house drill.
Raking my hands through my hair, I lifted my heavy head off the pillow and told myself to wake the fuck up already. “What’s with the shouting, bro? Ever heard of a hangover?” I moaned through squinted eyes. The room was as blurry as fuck.
My oldest brother was such a cranky bastard. How his girlfriend put up with his mood swings was a miracle. Molly had a human version of a headache in Hudson.
“Mind explaining the massive fucking hole in the wall?” The noise coming from Hudson's big mouth continued to needle me; he was far too loud for the morning-after scenario I was suffering from.
Pushing onto my elbows, I fully opened my eyes and raised an eyebrow. And there he was, the irritable cunt, glaring at me through that eight-inch gap I’d created with my fist the previous night.
Oh.
“You want to bring it down a decibel?”
“Brutal?” he barked out. It was a warning.
“What?” I rasped back.
“You were about to explain why I can now see from my room into yours?”
I toyed with several answers, but went with, “Because you’re standing there looking in like a nosy-assed motherfucker?”
Hudson didn’t look so sharp himself with his bedhead that half resembled a fucking comb over. “I get that smartass. What’s with the hole?”
I gave him the biggest grin I could muster. “I did it last night with my fist.” Sometimes my brother was as thick as shit.
“You punched the wall?”
“Bout sums it up, although punched is a bit extreme, I lightly tapped it, and the fucker went through.”
Hudson stepped closer to the hole and peered from his room into mine with flagrant distaste. His expression looked like he could smell shit. He wasn’t impressed. “Can I ask why?”
What’s with the twenty questions? It’s not like Hudson was a stranger to messing up his room. The guy wasn’t the full shilling on a good day, and when he lost it, he got physical. I remember his first week at high school, the police had to be called when Hudson totaled a classroom.
I shrugged, peeling the comforter off my body and swinging my feet to the floor. “By all means, ask why.”
The inquisitive dick rolled his eyes. “Why?”
“I was letting off steam.” I adjusted my junk as I sat up.
“Fuck me, man. Put some shorts on already,” Hudson growled, averting his gaze.
I cut him a look as I straightened, butt-naked, unbothered that I wasn’t wearing any underwear.
I mean, it’s not like he hadn’t seen me in the buff before, but I had a hard on, and we’re talking a full mast scenario.
On this occasion, morning glory wasn’t to blame; Harper was.
After she left last night, I should have sorted my not-so-little problem out in the shower.
I still had a severe case of blue balls, and that wasn’t a nice feeling.
Everything felt heavy down there. Fuck! Was death by dick explosion a thing?
Hudson now had his eyes covered with one hand. It felt surreal, looking at my brother in his room whilst I was in mine. Oops.