TheFugitivesSexyBrother

by Annabeth Leong

  Javier wrapped her from her hips to the bottoms of her breasts, then stopped biting his lip. He fiddled with the rope a moment, then made a loop that secured it in place and dropped the free end to the floor. Emily cocked her head, confused. He’d left her arms and legs entirely free.

  He smiled. “Since you’re surrendering, I don’t need to tie you up so you can’t move. The rope’s just a symbol. It’s just my arms around your waist.” His words created a coiling heat between her thighs. “You can be free to move however you want, Emily, and you’ll still be mine.” He kissed her hard, nipping her bottom lip before he pulled away.

  Javier undressed, smoothly revealing his long, lean, tight body. More than enough muscle despite his mellow exterior. More than enough man. His cock emerged from his boxers, already hard and ready for her. He rolled on a condom and sat on the couch. “Come here and ride me, Emily.”

  “You want me on top?”

  “Your strength is so beautiful. I never want to restrain that, even if I’m claiming you.” He picked up the loose end of the rope and tugged her toward him. She came willingly. Javier helped her out of her pants and panties, lifted off her shirt and unsnapped her bra. He slipped his hands beneath it and held her by her breasts. “Surrender to me, Emily,” he whispered. “Take me in.” She straddled him and lowered herself slowly, supported as much by her own muscles as by his steady hands on her breasts. Smooth as velvet, she sank down until she took all of him.

  “What now?” Emily asked in an innocent voice.

  “Make yourself come on my cock.”

  The instinct to challenge him remained strong. She grinned at him and leaned back, until he had to grab the rope around her waist to steady her. Once in that position, her back arched, her head flung back, supported only by the coiled rope and the strength of her thighs, Emily found his cock pressing against her inside wall at the most delicious angle. She rocked a little but gasped and stopped, barely able to stand the intensity of the sensation.

  “Don’t be shy about it, Emily,” Javier said. He held her ropes with one hand and slid the other down to strum her clit. She almost screamed from the pleasure that arrowed through her body. If she’d been able to, she would have come off him, unable to submit to so much ecstasy.

  “Don’t fight it,” he said. She tried not to. She moved almost gingerly at first. From this position he seemed almost too large. He stretched her inside completely. Her inner muscles pulsed involuntarily in response to the fingers teasing her clit, making his fit inside her even tighter. Emily gasped for breath like a swimmer coming up for air, but she did as she’d been told and began to rise and fall with a strong and steady rhythm.

  The world receded. She felt lightheaded. There was only him—inside her, around her, holding her up, whispering encouragement. She felt like she was flying.

  One more shivery touch to her clit and Emily bore down hard, squeezing him as tight as she could. His cock dragged against her inner wall with exactly the right amount of pressure. She came so hard she didn’t know what she said. Definitely stuff about love again. Plenty of that. He said it all back, and then some.

  When he finally hauled her back to a sitting position, Emily could only give him a big smile.

  “You look uncharacteristically relaxed,” Javier observed.

  She frowned a little. She wanted to find the right words for him. “I never thought I would meet a man who didn’t need to make me less so he could be more. I loved the way you used the rope.”

  Javier kissed her forehead. “I’m glad. It worked out especially well, since I don’t really know what I’m supposed to do with a length of rope in this sense.” He gave her a lopsided smile. “I like that you submit to me, but I hadn’t exactly been stocking up on the necessary skills.”

  “You’re a natural,” Emily said. “Nothing to worry about.”

  She would have basked in the glow until he was ready to do it all over again, except that urgent knocking at the door intruded. Javier sighed. “Jeez, right now? Really?”

  They set about disentangling themselves. He shook the rope loose of her and kicked it into the corner of the living room, then they both scrambled for their clothes. “Just a minute!” Emily called. She stumbled a little on the way to the door, still not fully recovered from the pleasure Javier had given her. She opened the door and found Fernando Bonavita standing outside.

  Emily did a double take, then turned to address Javier. “I’d swear your brother wants me to take him in. This is the second time he’s come knocking at my door when I ought to be the last person he wants to see.”

  Fernando shoved his hands into his pockets. He’d returned to his normal style, an impeccable suit that added a sophisticated air to the muscle and masculine good looks he shared with his brother. “Actually,” he said, “I do want you to take me in. Can we talk about this inside?”

  Emily blinked and stepped back, allowing him to pass her. He greeted his brother with a handshake, then stood at the side of the living room, his shoulders leaning against the wall. Emily closed and locked the door. “What the hell are you doing here? I told you to get going.”

  Fernando sighed deeply. “Carolina told me she wouldn’t come away with me. She wants proof that I’m going to live a different life.”

  “You love her,” Javier said.

  Fernando ducked his head. “More than anything. She’ll only take me back if I’m willing to ‘face my crimes’. I need your help, Emily. You said you could call your boss, and that he’d make sure I’m protected in jail. Did you mean it?”

  Emily nodded.

  “Then I think you’ll get your fifty grand after all. I hope you take my brother somewhere nice.”

  Emily raised an eyebrow.

  “Don’t tell me you two haven’t figured this out yet,” Fernando said. “Any fool can see from how you look at each other. This isn’t a temporary thing you have going. When you meet a person who gets inside you, who really changes you, there is no walking away from it.”

  Javier rubbed his face with the back of his hand and signed theatrically. He shook his head and winked at Emily. “Lecturing again. Believe it or not, we were in the process of ‘figuring things out’ when you so rudely interrupted us.”

  Fernando straightened, looking around the room. His gaze fell on the coil of rope and blood rushed to Emily’s face. “I guess it runs in the family,” Fernando said.

  Javier groaned. “That is too much information. I never wanted to know that.”

  Emily watched the two of them and smiled. Brothers. Family. She’d been alone for so long she’d almost forgotten what it was like to be with people who really cared about each other. Javier met her eyes and the heat in his gaze made her inner thighs shiver. She’d forgotten how it felt to have someone really care about her.

  She thought about Scott and her father and of all that could be mended with time. And she thought about bringing Guy the biggest quarry of her career. She slipped away to give her boss a call.

  Epilogue

  Emily held Javier’s hand outside the courthouse. They leaned together against the outer wall. Spring was still new enough that the warmth in the air was delicate and a little uncertain.

  Javier had seemed happy when Fernando’s release had been announced, but since then he’d gotten increasingly agitated, shifting from foot to foot and glancing over his shoulder every few seconds. “How are you doing?” she asked.

  Javier stopped moving and fixed his gaze on her. “I’m good.” She made to protest but he held up a hand. “Really, I am. I’m looking forward to seeing him. I’m glad we can be here to pick him up. I’m just aware of how much has changed. We can’t go back to the way things were before.”

  Emily smiled and shook her head, feeling the weight of the braid he’d put in her hair. “Things have changed for all of us. It’ll take some getting used to. You’ll have to find something else to talk about.”

  “That’s just it. We never used to talk. I never knew anything about what
was going on with him. I don’t want that anymore. I want us to be adults together, to treat each other like adults.”

  She squeezed his hand, sympathizing but not sure of what to say. She and Scott were still in the early stages of a delicate peace together. Emily didn’t think that was solid enough for her to claim particular wisdom on the subject.

  Suddenly, Javier’s attention shifted completely. He let out a low curse and turned his head slowly. Startled, Emily followed his gaze.

  Walking up the courthouse steps, dressed in a flirtatious flowery dress with heels to match, came Carolina. Emily had never seen her that way before, perfectly made up, the picture of femininity. She’d timed her entrance exactly, because as she reached the top of the stairs, Fernando emerged, a small backpack hanging from one hand, wearing one of his suits.

  Emily nodded approval. Surely he’d prefer that greeting to an awkward car ride with his brother’s new lover.

  “I feel like I’m watching a movie,” Javier said. Neither Carolina nor Fernando looked at anything else. He dropped the backpack and swept her into his arms, kissing her as if she were life and breath itself.

  The moment felt too private. Emily turned away. “I’m glad they’re happy.”

  Javier was smiling. “I guess we will have something to talk about the next time we see each other.”

  “Huh?”

  “We’ve obviously got something in common.”

  “What are you talking about, Javier? She looks like some kind of goddess. I’m not like her.”

  “That’s a good thing,” Javier said, “because I’m not like Fernando either. My idea of perfection is a little stronger, and a little more able to kick my ass.”

  Emily smiled despite herself.

  “Were you looking sad just now because you thought I didn’t love you like that?” He nodded in the direction of Fernando and Carolina, who were still kissing.

  Emily felt sheepish, but she had to admit the truth. Javier pulled her into his arms, his mouth claiming her complete surrender. “Emily,” he whispered in her ear, “I think I’m going to have to take you home and spank you for that.”

  About the Annabeth Leong

  Annabeth Leong has written erotica of many flavors. She loves shoes, stockings, cooking and excellent bass lines. She always keeps a new e-book loaded on her phone and a paperback stashed in her purse, but her eyes are still bigger than her stomach whenever she visits a bookseller.

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