Chapter 13 A Brothers' Bet

Amber had no idea about the bet between the brothers; all she knew was how incredibly good it felt, even if her legs were shaking a bit. It didn't mean she didn't like it.

Back in her room, she saw the text from Ryan and thought it was him who had rocked her world today, not Chris. She thought it was Ryan, back from the hospital, as she lay in bed and flirted with him.

"Wow, you were on fire today! I still feel all tingly all over."

"But don't bite me anymore, okay? I checked and there are hickeys everywhere."

...

She sent a series of texts, all praising Ryan's performance, saying it was much more intense than before.

It hurt a little at first, but then he became super gentle during their intimate moments. Although that was enjoyable too, today's wild ride had been absolutely thrilling.

The tingling sensation spread from her spine throughout her body, almost making her squirt.

Thinking about it made even thick-skinned Amber blush.

Ryan was quite well-endowed, but she wondered how Chris compared to his brother...

She secretly pondered this question every time, even though she was with Ryan, her mind always wandered to Chris's body.

She was insatiable.

As she continued thinking about it, Amber opened an erotic novel she hadn't finished reading when her phone suddenly vibrated. It was a message from Ryan.

"Can you come over to my place tonight?"

Having been there just this afternoon, Amber recalled the scene and felt her legs go weak again.

She licked her lips and replied with a simple "okay."

After sending the message, she hurried to find some clothes and take a shower.

Jenny and Jack were watching TV in the living room, scolding Amber when they saw her rushing around: "You're a big girl now, why are you still so impatient?"

Amber didn't care; she wanted to make sure she smelled fantastic for their rendezvous tonight.

Just the thought of it made her feel excited, the sticky love juices flowing down there. She was absolutely smitten with the thrill of sneaking around.

Tonight's adventure wouldn't start right away; they'd have to wait until her parents were asleep.

The couple's parents were rarely home, and Amber had stayed over once before. The unspoken understanding between them was clear: it was all about secret, stolen moments.

At seventeen, it was hard to control the surge of desire within her. As long as it felt good, that's all that mattered.

At the stroke of midnight, Amber quietly unlocked her front door, tip-toeing her way into the house next door.

As soon as she entered, she found herself pulled into a familiar embrace by a strong arm.

Without resisting, she climbed onto the other person, boldly pressing her lips against theirs.

Amber felt a hint of surprise from the other person but didn't give it much thought, taking the initiative to pry open their lips, letting her tongue slip in and mingle with theirs.

The other person was so passive, not taking any initiative at all, which kind of ticked Amber off.

"Why won't you kiss me?" she pouted, moving even closer.

This time, the other person was more proactive, cupping the back of her head and engaging passionately in the kiss.

While they kissed, Amber's hand wandered across the other person's chest, slowly moving downward, eventually touching something round and full, playfully squeezing it.

Her amateurish teasing skills were something she picked up from watching adult films.

Both knew full well why they were at each other's house in the middle of the night. Besides, Amber never hid her desires from Ryan.

But the person before her wasn't Ryan. The other person remained silent, and she didn't think much of it.

There were no lights on in the room, and the night was a bit chilly. Amber, dressed in thin clothing, started to feel the cold.

"Ryan, can we go to the bedroom?"

As the kiss ended, Amber leaned into the other person's embrace, panting slightly, wanting to be led to the bedroom.

The other person still didn't speak but somehow managed to find a strip of cloth, tying it around her eyes.

"Want to play a game?"

The other person whispered in her ear, and as they spoke, the cloth strip covered Amber's eyes.

Something felt off about the tone, but Amber couldn't resist her curiosity. She briefly considered the possibility that the other person was Chris, but she knew he was staying at school and not coming home.

Ryan had said that Chris didn't like her, and he didn't break up with her, which infuriated Chris enough to stay at school.

This made Amber even angrier. She felt that Chris looked down on her, but with him gone, she could engage in more thrilling activities with Ryan without any reservations.

The room was already too dark to see anything, let alone with a cloth strip covering her eyes. Amber was led by the other person, completely unaware that she had entered Chris's bedroom.

Meanwhile, Ryan's face was black with rage.

Amber initially thought she'd be able to tell right away that the person she was with wasn't Ryan. But she couldn't. He watched them kissing and entwined at the doorway, with Amber even complaining about the other person not being active enough.

Could he really be just a substitute for Chris?

Frustration and anger boiling inside him, he pulled Amber's hand away from Chris and pushed her onto the bed.

"Ryan, you're hurting me."

Amber didn't understand why he had changed, and since she couldn't see him, she rubbed her leg where it had hit the foot of the bed when she fell.

"It'll feel good in a bit," Ryan said through gritted teeth, furious at the way she had interacted with Chris as soon as she entered the room.

"What's gotten into you?" Amber was clearly upset by his attitude, having thought they'd have a pleasant night together. Now, it didn't seem so great.

She no longer wanted to wear the blindfold and was about to tear it off when the other person stopped her.

Chris grabbed Amber's hand as she tried to remove the blindfold and looked at Ryan, "So, you're giving up?"

This time, he spoke in his normal voice, revealing himself to Amber.

At the sound of his voice, Amber shuddered, "Chris?"

"Caught on, huh?" Chris sneered at the girl before him, "How was my kissing? Not too bad compared to Ryan, right?"

In an instant, Amber's body began to tense up.

"You couldn't tell the difference between the two of us, and Ryan didn't believe it. He insisted I must have used some underhanded tactics."

Chris approached her, his large hand resting on her rigid back, "You were quite bold today, climbing onto me like that. Did it feel good?"

"So, we brothers decided to serve you together tonight and see if you can tell the difference between Ryan and me."

"How about this game? Should be fun, right?"

Chris explained the rules of the game while unhooking the clasp of Amber's bra and pulling down the straps of her dress.

She was already wearing clothes that were easy to take off. As he spoke, he pulled the zipper all the way down, letting the dress fall to the floor.

Amber wasn't wearing anything underneath – no panties or bra – and her naked body was exposed to the two men.

Her face filled with horror, she took a few steps back, her mind racing with thoughts of what had happened that afternoon.

"I- I- I refuse."