Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 84294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
A wave of uneasiness crashes through me and, knowing it’s now or never, I push open the door and immediately regret it. “Oh, shit,” I screech, coming face to face with my new roommate, who’s currently stark naked, bent over at the hips, and being screwed within an inch of her life. Her boyfriend pounds into her from behind as I desperately try to back out of the room, but I run into the solid wall of muscle as my brothers try to squeeze in at the same time.
“Shit, shit, shit,” I shriek, not surprised by the massive grins that appear on Logan and Carter’s identical faces.
Carter laughs, looking like a kid who just woke up on Christmas morning. “Fuck, yeah.”
I try my hardest to shove my brothers out of the room, but they all seem way too intrigued with the show. “Would you guys get moving?” I hiss.
“Oh, no need, honey. Stay, we’re almost done.” The breathy southern drawl comes from behind me, shocking me into stillness. “I’m Bronny. You must be my new roomie, Cassandra? Or do you prefer Cass? Cassie?” I turn purely out of the politeness my parents drilled into me, only to find her hand outstretched waiting for a handshake.
Oh, hell no. Is this chick for real? I can’t help but gape at her as she smiles up at me, tits swaying from left to right and the sound of her man’s balls slapping against her ass while he groans and picks up the pace.
I hear Logan and Carter’s snickers behind me, and good God, I’ve never wanted to throttle them more.
Carter steps around me and reaches for her hand with his manwhore smile wide on his face. “Hey, Bronny, I’m Carter. It’s really great meeting you,” he says as she beams up at him. “This is my little sister, Cassie,” he says, turning toward me, loving every moment of how incredibly awkward this is for me. But why wouldn’t he? My brothers live to torment me.
“Um, hi,” I say, pressing my lips into a tight smile and lifting my hand in an awkward wave. “Lovely to meet y—” I start to say when Bronny’s outstretched hand disappears between her legs and begins violently rubbing her clit. My face falls and I stare in horror. “Okay. Nope, I’m out.”
Whipping around, I try to flee when Logan catches me around the waist and turns me to face the show again, wrapping his steel arm around me and effectively caging me in. “Stay. Be polite. Watch the show,” he says with clear enjoyment.
Carter leans back, shoving his shoulder against the drywall. “So, you’re an exhibitionist?” he asks, truly intrigued by her line of work, more than ready to see this through right to the end.
“Oh, yeah,” she replies with a pant, pushing back against her partner who grunts and groans as his fingers tighten on her hips, making it startlingly obvious that the show is about to reach its climax. “It’s just so freeing. The idea of having people watch me and enjoy my pleasure is simply thrilling, don’t you think? Such a rush. Were you wanting to join?”
Oh, hell no.
I give Logan one last shove and fix the three of them with a hard stare. They know that this time, I’m damn serious. Their fun is over. Carter gives Bronny a polite smile and respectfully shakes his head. “Unfortunately, I’m here with family, so you know, maybe next time. But have fun and come hard,” he encourages with a fist bump before stepping out of my way and allowing me to haul ass past him.
Once we’re all out, Carter closes the door behind us, the three assholes instantly bursting into howling fits of laughter.
Shaking my head, I glance up at Sean as he quickly recovers. “Can you believe that shit?” I ask, as he turns on his heel and takes off. “Hey,” I call after him. “Where the hell are you going?”
“Administrative office,” he calls over his shoulder, the serious one of the three. “There’s no way you’re staying in that room. There’s probably DNA from one corner to the next.” He disappears through the doors, leaving me with the two idiots who are still laughing. Only now Carter’s bent over, imitating the way her tits were swinging while Logan stands behind him, thrusting toward him and clapping his hands to mimic the way Bronny’s man’s balls slapped against her ass.
Trying to remind myself how deeply I love my brothers, I let out a heavy breath and count to five before I accidentally castrate one of them.
“Come on,” I say as I head for the external doors, damn near ready to drag them by their ears like Mom used to when they were kids. “There must be a notice board or something with roommate adverts around here somewhere. After seeing that, I think I’d prefer to rent a place.”