Aiden turns back to his cooking, his tone grows serious as he continues. “Honestly the thing that worries me the most is keeping this from Mom and dad.”
“Well that shouldn’t be that hard” I fold my arms over Alans. “I mean, we’re all adults, we should know how to act and what not to say when we’re around mom and dad. Besides, it’s not like we’re in love. We just… like each other’s bodies right now. That’s all.” I’m so proud of myself at that moment, talking things out like a mature adult woman who now have a sexual history.
Alan readily agrees. “Yeah, let’s see where this goes. We’ll keep it to ourselves until further notice”
I glance at Aiden, expecting him to be on board, but there’s a flicker of disappointment in his eyes. Did I say something wrong? I make a mental note to ask him about it later, when we’re
alone.
Alan’s voice pulls me back. He kisses the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. “Speaking of mom and dad, mom’s not gonna be home for two whole days, I’m sure Aiden already told you” His voice is slow and deep, and I feel his lips graze delicately on my neck.
“Are you up for it?” He asks, predator–like, “You think you can handle two days with us?”
I didn’t answer immediately. My eyes dart to Aiden, and I catch him glancing at me from the corner of his eye. The emotion in his eye is clear, this isn’t about the sex for Aiden, it means so much more than to him. I can’t say the same about his brother, Alan’s not the most emotional creature, he does care for me, the way a brother would his sister, I just don’t think he wants the same thing that Aiden does out of this relationship. Basically Alan’s not really an emotional person unlike Aiden who’s never been able to hide his true feelings.
“Breakfast is ready,” Aiden announces,
Alan grips me tighter. “She hasn’t answered my question yet.”
“Well we did, go crazy last night‘ Aiden swoops in for the save. “Maybe she’s just tired”
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I shake my head, feeling my cheeks warm. “Honestly, last night was so good. But I really do need to cool off”
Aiden sits down, “So, we all agree tf laughter.
“Really Ella? A schedule?” Alan says between laughs.
“It’s a thoughtful Idea, but no,” Aiden says. “It’s too formal. A schedule would make it seem like you’re a child and we’re both vying for custody arrano keep this a secret from our parents, right?”
Alan and I nod in unison.
“Alright,” Aiden says, picking up his fork. “That’s all we need to figure out for now. Let’s eat.”
The three of us fall into a quiet rhythm, sharing the meal in silence. Breakfast with the boys isn’t as awkward as I think it would be, we’re nowhere near fully in sync, but this is a healthy step in the right direction.
Later, we’re sprawled out in the living room, watching a movie. Alan lounges on the recliner, like some sort of king, holding the remote like a scepter. Even after all these years he’s still the
one who mans the remote.
“This movie is terrible,” Aiden mutters, glaring at the TV. “Alan, please change it.”
Alan smirks, regarding Alan and I snuggled up on the sofa, blanket draped over our legs. “Pfft, you just don’t know cinema”
After all these years, nothing had really changed at all. Alan was always a remote hog.
Aiden’s lips trail light kisses down my neck, his hands exploring my body beneath the blanket we have pulled over us. We’d spent the morning and afternoon hanging out as a threesome, not being overtly sexual with one another, but just talking and playing around. The closeness actually feel pretty good. I’m quickly warming up to Aiden and Alan as friends as well as lovers. Underneath their gruff and arrogant exteriors, the twins are decent guys.
His palm cup my breast and I wig in response to his touch. Its obvious that the contact was turning him on because I can feel his excitement pressing against my back. That’s the thing about the loose pants he always wore: the thin material never hide what he was thinking or feeling.
Ella‘ POV
I glance over at Alan, who is completely engrossed in the movie. He’s so focused that he doesn’t even notice Aiden and me are already mad with lust. Aiden’s hand begins to explore my body, boldly, he doesn’t care if Alan sees us and neither do I. His touch is electric, and I can feel my desire for him growing stronger with every passing second. I’ve only ever had sex twice in my life, but with the way Aiden is touching me right now, I know that number is going to climb even more.
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