Drawn To My Husband's Twin Brother—Heated 14.

Dahlia's POV

The next morning was perfect. I felt so excited.

I quickly took a shower and picked out the shortest, tightest skirt and formal top I had. I looked in the mirror and noticed that my buttons were all the way up, so I did the one thing I had never done.

I peeled three buttons open, exposing my full tits, which were made even fuller by my push-up bra.

Once I was satisfied with my look, I jogged down the stairs, my heels clicking against the pavement.

“Good morning,” I chimed as I made sure to add extra sway to my hips.

The lustful look Xander was giving me did not go unnoticed. I walked towards Leander, kissing him on the lips. Then I turned to Xander and lowered myself, making sure my breasts were pressed firmly against his shoulder before placing a peck on his cheek. I lingered a little longer before straightening myself.

Xander's eyes followed me until I was seated, then he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. I smirked subtly, knowing exactly what was going on with him.

“Are you going to stay out long, darling?” Leander asked.

“Um... I have no idea yet. I am not entirely sure of my schedule,” I explained.

He nodded.

“Well, if you are, then just wait and come home together with Xander. I don't want you driving back alone so late at night.”

“Okay,” I agreed, giving him a smile. I ate my breakfast quickly, waved goodbye to both of them, and sauntered out the door, leaving for the office.

I had no idea what had come over me, but I knew I wanted something. Something that involved my legs held high in the air while Xander pounded into me.

Later, Xander also came to the office. He walked in with the same charisma that always made me drool.

“Hey,” I greeted, but he ignored me, walking directly towards me. I unintentionally pushed my lower lip into my mouth as I watched him round the desk, stop in front of me, and lower himself to my eye level.

“Is s-something wrong?” I rasped as my breathing came out ragged. It felt like the air had thinned out with how close his face was to mine.

“Yes,” he deadpanned. “You're the problem.”

“What did I—?”

Xander grabbed one of my boobs through my thin white shirt squeezing my nipple. My face contured with need as my head fell back. He pushed me back against the chair and I grabbed the handles.

I swallowed, excitement building in my stomach. I rubbed my thighs together to create friction for my throbbing pussy.

In a soft whisper, I called, “Xander—”

“Shut up,” he growled, crashing his lips against mine. I quickly reciprocated, and our lips began to move in sync. The kiss was made of complete passion and neediness. There was no affection attached to it because, no matter how much I wanted Xander, I still loved my husband completely.

Xander sucked on my lower lip, causing a desperate moan to erupt from my throat. I grabbed his neck roughly, pulling him closer as I tried to deepen the already rough kiss.

Xander pushed my legs apart, running a finger down my thighs, our lips still connected. Once his hand neared my pussy, he slowed down his movement as he carefully played with the baby folds at the top of my cunt then carefully ran a finger down my clit.

“Xander, please,” I whimpered, latching my tongue to his neck. He groaned, removing his hand from my breast and grabbing one of my butt cheeks, squeezing it. Suddenly, a knock at the door startled us both.

We pulled apart as fast as lightning.

Xander moved to his seat, clearing his throat and fixing his extremely ruffled shirt while I quickly fixed my clothes and hair.

“Who is it?” I asked loudly.

My secretary entered, a file in her hand. She looked from me to Xander, giving him a seductive smile. She was dressed in the most explosive outfit I had ever seen her wear since she started working here.

It took everything in me not to scoff and roll my eyes.

“Ma'am, I came to drop these files off for Mr. Xander here,” she announced in a soft voice. She slowly walked towards Xander, who didn't really pay her much mind. She leaned over him, dropping the file on the desk while also pressing her almost completely exposed boobs against his shoulder and neck.

“Thanks, Aria. You can leave now,” I said quickly.

She smiled, then nodded. I had to give it to her, though. She had really full and round breasts, and even her curves were giving. If not for the fact that I wasn't into women, I sure as hell would have gotten into her pants a long time ago.

But, to my surprise, Xander didn't so much as flinch, let alone look at her. He just kept giving me this extremely intense and seductive look that made me feel like I would cum right there and then, untouched.

Aria, noticing that her advances didn't seem to be yielding fruit, turned and left my office in disappointment.

After she was gone, Xander averted his eyes from mine and started checking the files. I stared at him in disbelief, not knowing what to say or think.

He was acting like nothing had just happened between us. I sighed in disappointment and continued with my work as well. I guess a little part of me had hoped we would continue what we were doing earlier.

Later that evening, we were finally done with our work, and Xander suggested I drive home with him. I obliged since I was extremely tired and didn't really feel like driving.

By the time we got home, it was really late. Leander was working on a new song in his studio connected to our bedroom. Xander and I ate our dinner in silence and headed to our bedroom.

“Hey, darling,” Leander greeted me, lowering the loud music.

“Hey.” I kissed him before heading to the bathroom. I took a quick bath, changed into my baby blue nightgown, and flopped onto the bed. But whenever I closed my eyes, the events that had taken place between Xander and me flashed through my brain. It also wasn't helping that Leander wouldn't stop playing the song over and over, disturbing me even further.

Having had enough, I sat up in bed.

“Leander, baby, can you please work on that tomorrow morning, or maybe go down to your studio?”

“Sorry, babe. I'm refurbishing my studio, so I wouldn't be able to use it for some time.”

“Leander, I can't sleep.”

Leander groaned. “Please, baby, just hold on for some time. I just need to finish this.”

“I know, but I can't—”

“Seriously!” Leander blew up. “I sacrifice all I can for you, and you can't sacrifice a little bit of sleep for me?”

I narrowed my eyes in anger. Leander was a good man, but this was his only problem. When it came to his career, he never wanted to hear reason.

“Leander, turn it off, or I'm leaving the room and sleeping with your brother in his bedroom.”

My heart skipped the moment the words left my mouth. All I could hope was that he didn't see the double meaning behind my words.

Leander only scoffed, running a hand through his hair. “Alright, then. Go sleep in my brother's room if you want, but I am not turning it down,” he gritted out.

My fist clenched as I stood up.

“Fine, then.” I picked up my pillow and stormed out of our bedroom.

What a jerk!