“Get off us, you great oaf,” Hudson laughs, giving him a gentle shove as he sits up. Max tumbles rather dramatically over the side of the bed and falls to the floor. Hudson looks at me and rolls his eyes before flinging the covers back and stepping over his brother. I can’t help but look at his tight arse and strong muscular legs. The dragon on his back ripples as he pulls on a t-shirt and jeans. He bends down, picks up a t-shirt, and hands it tome.
“Here, take this. I’m going to grab a coffee. Would you like one too?” Hudson asks as I pull iton.
“I’d love one, thanks.” The smell of Bryce’s aftershave tells me this t-shirt is his. I breathe it in, savouring the masculinesmell.
“I’ll make sure it’s how you like it this time. Milk and two sugars,yes?”
“Please, I like itsweet.”
“I know, I remember,” he says, leaving theroom.
Leaning over the side of the bed, I see Max lying on the floor feigning some kind of injury. I scoot over to the edge of the mattress and place my feet on the floor next to him, taking a step over his body. Max’s hands shoot upwards, holding firmly onto my thighs so that I remain straddlinghim.
“Now this is a position I could happily stay in for quite some time,” he says with asmirk.
“Ha, ha,” I respond, trying to pull free, but he holds me firm. Perhaps it wasn’t the best idea stepping over him with no underwear on. I twist my body around, and stare down at him, my hair fallingforward.
He pulls himself up in a sitting position, sliding his hands higher up the backs of my thighs so that they rest just below the curve of my bottom. Bryce’s t-shirt is more like a nightie on me, which is just as well given how close Max’s face is to my sweetspot.
“I’m suddenly very hungry,” he says with a dirty smile. “Can I tasteyou?”
Part of me wants to let him, the other part, the part that’s used to shutting down all feelings, including the physical ones, seems to have taken over me and I tense under his touch. Sensing my change in mood the sexy grin slips from his face. He releases his hands, slides out from beneath my legs andstands.
“Hey, ignore me. You’re just too damn hot. I feel like a hormonal teenager around you,” he says with an easy smile, dissolving the sudden awkwardness and making me relax instantly. “Besides, Bryce will be pissed if I spoil my appetite, he’s cooked up a feast for usall.”
“Is that so?” I say,grinning.
“Come on, let’s eat.” Max drapes his arm around myshoulder.
“I should getchanged…”
“Why? There’s no need to get dressed up. It’s justus.”
“But I have no underwear on,” I say, feeling a blush creep up mycheeks.
“All the more reason you should stay as you are.” Max laughs at the look on my face. “Come on, Icy, let’s go stuff ourfaces.”