by S. Moose
“So Jessica and I are going to lounge around the pool area if you guys want to join.”
“We’ll see you there,” I answer before Will could say anything. He’s itching to hit up the tables at the Taj Mahal and I’m itching to see Charlotte in a two-piece.
“Sounds good,” she smiles at us. The elevator dings and the four of us walk out and head to our rooms.
Will and I are a few rooms down from the girls. We head in and unpack our things to get ready for relaxation by the pool.
“Remind me again why we didn’t get our own rooms,” I grumble, hanging my suit and shirts in the closet. “I love you, man, but I don’t feel like sharing a room with you.”
“Why?” he asks. “You planning on hooking up with someone this weekend?”
Maybe. “You know that’s not me,” I tell him. “Plus, after dealing with the fucking gift from Andrea, I don’t trust anyone.”
He laughs, holding his stomach. “I told you that bitch was bad news.”
“Yeah, whatever. It was good pussy for a while, until my dick felt like it was going to fall off.”
“I told you she was bad news from day one. Hey, we’re cool, right?”
“Yeah. We’re fine.”
“The idea of you and Charlotte together pisses me off.”
“You’re still on that?”
“Just listen, you fucker. I get it. You two are good friends, and that’s fine. I just don’t like the idea of you and her being together. She’s all I have left.”
“I respect that. She comes over to my house, we hang out, and have fun. I like being around her.”
“Do you guys hang out a lot?”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“She stops by and swims or relaxes. I don’t know, man.”
He eyes me with suspicion and I’m silently saying a prayer. If there’s anything I know, Charlotte is off limits, no matter what. Will’s made it clear that no one is to touch her or look at her. When I was taking care of her he didn’t have a choice. He had to trust me with her, and now I have to keep reminding him that I have her best interest at heart.
“What, man?”
“Nothing,” he shakes his head. “A funny thought came to me. I mean,” he laughs. “Na, you wouldn’t.”
“What?”
“We’re best friends.” He walks around the hotel room and sits on the single couch in the corner of the room. I see his hands curl into a fist and relax again. “Pretty much brothers, so that makes Charlotte your little sister. You wouldn’t do anything to hurt her, right?” He lowers his eyes, making his hands into a fist again. I’m picturing him beating the shit out of me and kicking my balls. I fear for my boys.
“You know me better than that. I love Charlotte, and I’ll always do anything I can to protect her, so don’t worry.”
“Good. My baby sister isn’t a baby anymore. It’s my responsibility to be here for her and make sure no fucker messes with her.”
“She’s twenty-three years old. She’s smart enough to make her own decisions. Maybe you should let her instead of being this big, bad, older brother.”
“Don’t give me this shit. I know my sister.”
“Whatever you say, Will.”
“Back to why you two can never be together. She’s my baby sister,” he grits. “You don’t want a relationship or to settle down. Charlotte deserves a good man who’ll provide for her, love her, and give her a future. Man, you know that’s not you.”
I fall back and nod my head slowly. My gut twists and I feel sick. I wish I had the balls to tell my best friend I’m in love with his sister and want to make her mine. We probably shouldn’t be having this conversation now, especially with her a few rooms down.
“You think you know. You have no idea, man. I’ve changed. I can give her a great future and I’ll treat her with the utmost respect.”
“What the fuck are you trying to say?” Will’s eyes narrow on mine and he gets up from the couch and stands before me.
I remind myself I’m not doing anything wrong. I only want her. Plus, she came to me first. “She’s an adult, Will. Let her be one. You can’t always be there to protect her. You can’t dictate what she wants and who she wants.” I stand up when I finish talking so we’re at eye level. Will’s a big guy and he can murder me with one hit.
His tone is low and I can hear the grumble coming from his throat. “Don’t think about it, Troy.”
“Can’t fight what you want.”
“I’m two seconds from beating your ass and cutting off your dick.” I cringe with pain. “Don’t go there.”
“Whatever, I was just saying.”
“Don’t.”
I hold my hands up and grab my shorts and a white tee. Heading to the bathroom I feel my phone vibrate. Opening the text message from Charlotte I nearly lose my mind. She sent me a picture of her and Jessica in a bikini with a text we’re waiting! Hurry up.
I stare at her perfect body and groan when I get down to the pool. My dick is eager to meet her pussy. This is going to be a long ass weekend, especially with Will breathing down my neck. I quickly send Charlotte a text letting her know we have to be careful. She reads the message and looks up with a pout on her face.
Charlotte: Jessica knows about us and is going to do anything and everything she can to keep Will busy. ;) we’ll have time for each other.
Me: Good, because right now I want to fuck you hard . . . Fuck. Baby, you look damn good in that bikini.
Charlotte: I know. ;)
After relaxing in the pool, we head to the cabana and soon our first bottle of Kettle One vodka is nearly finished. Will’s eyes are on his sister as he glares at anyone who tries to talk to her. I roll my eyes and finish my drink, reaching for a Red Bull.
“Hey.” I feel her hand on my bare back. “Let’s take a shot.” I smile, pouring us both one. Turning around to face her I see the smirk on her face. Thank God for my aviator sunglasses.
“You’re a pervert.”
“Me?” I innocently ask. My eyes go down to her glorious tits. “How so?”
She rolls her eyes. “I’m not blind, Troy.” She takes the shot from me and throws it down. I follow and look around to make sure Will’s not around. He’s busy with some blonde chick and his back’s facing us.
“Careful, baby.” She tenses and looks down. “Big brother is on the protective prowl and could kick my ass at any time.”
Leaning in, she softly presses her lips against mine, taking my bottom lip into her mouth. Her soft, seductive eyes are watching me. When she releases my lip, she steps back with a wink and walks away to Jessica. She’s swaying her ass side to side, making my cock hard and my mouth water. Coming out of my daze I look around and don’t see Will around. Grabbing a few cans of Red Bull, I head back out in the sun and relax.
Will joins me a few moments later and hands me a drink. “A few days to relax around beautiful women and drinks is definitely my idea of fun.” His tone is light and there’s a slight slur. “Next time we should do Vegas. It’s been a while since we’ve been there.”
“I agree,” I nod, and drink the Jack and coke he gave me. “Feeling good?”
“For sure. We should hit up the tables tonight.”
“I was thinking club.”
“I second the tables,” I look up through my sunglasses and see Jessica sitting down by Will’s legs, and Charlotte sitting next to me. I look at Will and he’s in his own world.
“I want to go clubbing,” Charlotte adds.
“There you go,” Jessica claps her hands. “Will, you can take me to the tables and they’ll go clubbing. It’ll be perfect.” Will whips his head to me. Guess he’s not drunk enough. “Seriously, we only have two nights here and then it’s back to reality. Let’s live it up.”
Will grunts, and finishes his drink, motioning his head to the bar. I excuse myself and join him.
“Two tequila shots,” he tells the bartender. We get our shots and he hands me mine. We clink our glasses and drink th
e tequila. Fucking burns down my throat. “Do not fuck up tonight, man.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Just be careful. That’s my little sister. Nothing funny or else I’ll murder you and bury your body,” his dangerous tone is low. “Got it?”
“Wouldn’t dream of doing anything stupid, brother.” Will doesn’t like the idea of me being around Charlotte. He’s going to have to get used to it. She’s back and there’s nothing stopping me from hanging out with her.
“Careful, Troy.”
“What?”
“I see that damn smirk on your face.”
The expression on his face is priceless. I see how pissed he is and I slap his shoulder before heading back to the girls.
Chapter 27
Charlotte
“What are you wearing tonight,” Jessica calls out to me. I take one final look in the mirror, fluff my hair, and walk out. “Damn girl!”
“Is it too much?”
“No! I love that dress on you.”
I smile and join her on the bed. Jessica pours me a shot and I take it. Today at the pool wore me out. I didn’t get drunk, but I was definitely tipsy.
Getting up from the bed I run my hands down my tight red dress. It’s a classy V-neck and with my new push up bra, thank you, Victoria’s Secret, my boobs look fantastic.
“So you need to fill me in about Troy!”
Turning around to talk to Jessica, I sit down on the edge of the bed again and stretch out on top of the bed. “It’s perfect, minus keeping it from Will. Everything’s going well and when we’re together I feel completely and utterly happy. I’m complete when I’m with him.”
“Oh gag,” she jokes. “I’m glad you’re happy. You deserve it.”
“Thanks.”
“So about Will?”
“Honestly, I have no idea, and honestly I don’t care.”
“Then why don’t you tell him?”
Turning over I push myself up from the bed and pace the hotel room. That’s the question I keep asking myself. Will knows I’m an adult and make pretty good choices. If dating Troy is a mistake, then it’s my mistake. I get that they are best friends and I get that my brother thinks Troy isn’t good enough, but I know he is and I want Will to see what I see.
“It’s easier said than done,” I explain to Jessica. “Trust me I don’t want to do this to him and keep him in the dark. It just has to be this way until Troy and I can figure it out.”
“Well I think you should grow a pair and tell him. He’s your brother. Are you scared of him?”
“Scared to disappoint him and scared to ruin a lifelong friendship.”
“Your brother will understand,” Jessica says. “You have to have faith and believe that it’ll work out.”
“Like I said easier said than done.”
A knock on the door gets our attention. Jessica gets up and walks over to answer it, shoots me a wink, and then opens the door. On the other side, Will and Troy are standing there looking all suave. My mouth waters, and the painful ache between my thighs comes back with a vengeance. They’re both wearing fitted black pants, and button-down shirts. Troy’s in a red shirt and Will’s in a dark blue shirt. Both look very handsome, but Troy is on the take me right now and fuck me into tomorrow level.
“Charlotte, don’t you think that dress is a little too revealing?” I roll my eyes and ignore his comment.
“I think she looks hot. Plus, your sister isn’t a baby,” Jessica says, causing Will to huff and not say anything more.
We head down to dinner and everything goes well. Troy keeps looking at me, making the ache grow, and luckily Jessica picks up on the sexual tension between us and keeps Will distracted. When the check comes, Will pays and wants to head down to the casino. Suddenly, I don’t feel like going out and just want to spend time alone with Troy. I want to give him a private show.
“I think I’m going to call it a night,” I say. “The sun and drinks got to me.” I see Will looking at me and I know what he’s going to say. “Don’t worry about me. Seriously, go have fun.”
Sensing that I’m lying, Jessica adds, “Yeah, she’s a big girl. I think she needs to lie down anyways. Will, come on! You owe me a date with the tables. Let’s go gamble.”
Before Will can say anything he’s being dragged out by Jessica, leaving Troy and I alone at the table. He eyes me, finishing his drink, and getting up from the table. Helping me get up from my chair, I fall into his arms and lean on him while we walk to the elevator.
“Charlotte!” Damn you, big brother. “You sure you’re going to be okay?” I nod. “Then why is Troy taking you? I can do it.”
“Stop making a big deal about this,” I tell him. “Go to the tables with Jessica. I don’t want her alone and if Jim finds out she went off alone, he’ll go nuts.”
“Fine. But you call me if you need something.” He looks at Troy and they stare at one another for a few moments. “Troy, remember what we talked about.” Troy nods and Will looks at me again. “Okay then.” He watches us leave and get on the elevator. It’s quiet between us. I’m wrapping my head around what I need to do. When the elevator dings we walk off and head towards my room. Taking the room key from my hand he slides the card in and opens the door for me.
“We finally have alone time and it doesn’t feel right.”
“I know,” he runs his fingers through his hair. “It’s bullshit. I tried talking to him today and of course he doesn’t listen.”
“Enough about Will. I want sexy time with my sexy boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend?” He smirks.
“As long as you’re okay with that, then yes, you’re my boyfriend and I’m your girlfriend.”
“Of course.”
I stand on my tippy toes and press my lips against his cheek. He holds me close to his body and the heat between us intensifies.
“You can watch TV or something. I’m going to use the bathroom.” I hurry out of his arms and rush to the bathroom. I’ve been waiting for this day since I was sixteen. Everything needs to be perfect. Giving myself another look over I tell myself I can do this and remember what I want.
I want Troy.
Stepping out of the bathroom I see him on the bed with his suit jacket off and shirt untucked. Licking my lips, I slowly walk to him. Standing at the end of the bed, facing him, neither of us says anything. His eyes burn into me, making me feel sexy and strong. He wants this too.
Reaching behind me I slowly unzip my dress and let it fall to the floor. I hear his groan when he sees what I’m wearing. Touching my boobs over my lacy black bra, my right hand slides down my body playing with my lacy black G-string.
Troy gets up and grabs my hips, taking me in his arms, pressing his lips against mine. His tongue invades my mouth and I moan, letting him know I want him so bad. He rubs his cock against me. Shit, it feels so good.
Pushing me on the bed, he kneels down, kissing my calves and pushing my legs apart. His hot smoldering eyes lock onto mine as he sucks on me hard. My hips lift off the bed and I’m moaning so loud. My hands are in his hair and I don’t want him to stop. Words leave my lips and I’m not sure what I’m saying. I think it’s a mix of oh my God and you’re the best, don’t ever stop. I can feel myself about to come when I hear a knock on the door and Will’s voice.
“Charlotte, it’s me. Open the door.”
Troy’s head pops up. Our eyes are wide and neither of us knows what to do.
“Closet,” I mouth and get up to grab my tee shirt. Watching him race to the closet, I put on my shirt and open the door. “Will? Jessica?” I sleepily ask. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” He comes in and looks around. “Be back.”
Jessica looks at me and mouths I tried. I’m sorry.
Before I can say anything he disappears into the bathroom and comes out a few moments later. “You alone?”
“Ah, yeah,” I tell him. “What’s up?”
“Huh,” he says. “Okay then.”
“Will?”
“Did Troy walk you to the door?” I nod. “Did he try anything?” I shake my head. “You know I love you right?”
“Yes, of course.”
“I want the best for you, Charlotte.”
I sigh. “Yes, I get it.”
“Good. I just want you to make the right decisions.”
“I know.” I lean down and give my brother a hug. “You can go now.”
“Okay, fine. Jess, do you want to head back down to the casino?”
“Yeah,” she says and gives me a wink before leaving. Once the two are gone I slide down the wall and burst out laughing.
“Not funny,” Troy states. “Fuck, your brother has issues.”
“Okay, enough about my brother and more about what I want you to do to me.”
Chapter 28
Troy
“Do it,” she breathes out in a low and lustful voice. It’s all I need to hear.
Placing my hands on her face and cupping her cheeks, I see her body relax and a sigh escapes her lips. Then my hands wander down her body, lifting the shirt off and staring at perfection. Then I reach behind her and unclasp her bra, seeing her boobs and hardened nipples. I pull her to me, pressing my lips to hers, knowing I’m never going to stay away from her. She’s fucking mine and I don’t give a shit about Will. I know I can make her happy and she’ll never again know what it’s like to be unloved.
Her lips are soft and greedy, itching for more, so I deeply and possessively kiss her. Twirling my tongue with hers elicits a sexy moan, and my hands find her ass, picking her up and placing her against the wall. She wraps her long legs around my waist and rubs her pussy against my body.
“Troy,” she gasps, begging for more with her kiss and throbbing pussy. “I need you so bad.”
Hearing my name and what she needs, I carry her to the bed and turn her body around so we’re facing the mirror. Taking her soft hair in my hands I tightly pull and hear her moan.
Pulling a little tighter, I kiss her bare back down to her ass. She loudly moans and touches her boob with her hand.