This spurs me and I let out a loudest moan, as I’m hit with the waves of climax, he follows suit a second later letting out a low growl as his own climax hit. He collapses onto me, both our bodies shaking the aftershocks of pleasure.
He kisses me then, a long, tender kiss. He looks at me, his eyes soft and intense. “I think I could easily fall in love with you,” he whispers, his breath warm against my lips.
My heart races. The realization hits me. Could I…could I have fallen in love with both of them? Is it even possible? I guess only time will tell.
Ella‘ POV
A few days later I’m making breakfast for the family. The smell of frying bacon fills the kitchen, I flip the slices, and cut up some butter and spread on fresh toast. While I’m setting a piece of
toast down on a plate. I hear his voice.
His lips trail along the edge of my ear. “She won’t see anything. She’s in the living room with
dad”
I twist around and push Aiden back slightly “Jesus Aiden, Dad will be leave soon, Mom might come inn to find out what’s taking so long.” I say in a whispered tone.
He nips at my earlobe with a playful bite. “Come to my room tonight, I’ll be leaving tomorrow night for military training and I won’t be back until Tuesday. I need to taste you one last time before I go.”
There’s no need to try and make Aiden compose himself, he’s like a love struck puppy. Instead I focus on at least getting breakfast ready. “Only four days,” I manage, my voice a breathless whisper. “I think we can handle. Mom will be home tonight.”
“I can’t, really, I need you Ella. Dad will leave for work today, mom will be home but my room is far from hers, so she won’t hear a thing”
“What about Alan?” I stare at his eyes.
“Alan went on a trip with some old friends. He won’t be back for a couple of days. It’ll be just you and me,” he says, his eyes gleaming. “I finally get to have you all to myself.”
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Alone With My Twin Stepbrothers
A part of me is terrified, another part is wildly excited. The risk, the thrill of it all… it’s intoxicating. “Alright, tonight” I finally say. “Now, get off me, Mom could walk in at anyminute…”
And as if summoned by my thoughts, my mom’s voice rings out from the kitchen entrance. “Ella, are those sandwiches ready yet?”
Aiden and I jolt apart, our movements jerky and unconvincing. “Almost, Mom.” I call back, my voice shaky. “Just a minute.”
I focus on the sandwiches, and arrange them on a plate. I steal a glance at Aiden; he’s casually leaning against the counter, pretending to be unconcerned. We’re like two children caught red- handed with sticky fingers in the cookie jar.
“What were you two doing?” Mom asks, her voice laced with curiosity. Her gaze sweeps over us, lingering too long for comfort.
Aiden quickly responds, “I was just trying to swipe a sandwich, but Ella wouldn’t let me.”
Mom smiles, “Ella make one for your brother, it won’t kill you”
“Of course, Mom.” I quickly prepare a sandwich for Aiden, my movements still a little shaky. Then I hand her the sandwiches for her and Bary, my stepfather. “Here you go, Mom.” She takes them, oblivious. “Oh!” Her eyes lit up. “Thank goodness. I have to get him to the airport in an hour, so we’ll need to hurry up and eat.”
The second she steps out of the kitchen, Aiden is pressed against my back again, his arms wrapping around me. “I love watching you cook for me,” he murmurs into my ear.
“It’s just a sandwich, Aiden,” I say, trying to wriggle free. “And you nearly got us
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