We're Just Substitutes
The mix of our love juices gushed out of me and ran down my inner thighs and onto the floor beneath where I was sitting. I lay face down on the sofa when my legs gave out and I slid down to sit on the floor while I panted harshly to catch my breath.
Bradon sat down next to me as if we were comrades after finishing an intense race together. I glanced over at him as I took in a deep shaky breath.
This isn’t over…
“Where is Anthony?” I asked in a hoarse whisper.
The way his blue eyes widened and then narrowed as he turned to look at my face told me that I must have caught him off-guard with my sudden question. If he thought that I would have forgotten after all that we’d done, then he just found out that he had it all wrong.
“If this is too hard on you, you can think of me as my brother whenever we do it,” he said before showing me a mischievous grin.