ALISON"What the hell was that about?" I barked at Nolan. I dragged him to the kitchen so we could talk privately after Michael left."You heard Michael. Jacob has a headache," Nolan said. Smirking his devilish smirk, he made air quotes, emphasizing the word 'headache.'"Yes, I know he was faking it. I am not talking about Michael. I am talking about you," I said and lightly pushed him.Nolan shrugged and stared at me blankly. I didn't blame him since not a whole lot was going on in that brain of his. "What did I do this time? I thought we were having a good time?""Why were you being so nice to me in front of Michael? You were all...do you want me to get you your purse, Ali, stay with me, so I don't get lonely Ali. You are never nice to me. Are you trying to make Michael suspicious?" I snapped."So it's a problem now if I'm nice? Jeez, Ali. You are the most difficult woman I've ever met. Maybe I'm just tired of us fighting. We've bickering ever since you started dating Michael." Nola

ALISON"What the fuck is Alison doing in your bed, Nolan?"I was fully awake after hearing Michael's voice.Oopsie.I could see how this would look to Michael--me, cuddled up under the blanket on Nolan's bed, wearing nothing but Nolan's T-shirt."This isn't what it looks like!" Nolan exclaimed.A classic line, totally believable.Michael looked more confused than mad. I didn't expect him to get too angry since he had been sneaking around with my brother. But I could tell he was wracking his brain trying to figure out what was going on between Nolan and me."What exactly is happening here?" Jacob asked and narrowed his eyes at Nolan."Nothing!" I jumped off the bed and chimed in. "Nothing is going on between Nolan and me. I slept over because Nolan couldn't give me a ride last night. And the guest room wasn't ready and...""Save it, Ali. There is no point in hiding this anymore. They caught us," Nolan declared.Huh?I strode toward them and then grabbed him by the shoulders. "Stop kidd

ALISON "You freaking asshole. You lying, conniving piece of shit," I snapped at Michael. It felt good to finally let it all out. Just because I secretly accepted their relationship doesn't mean I wasn't angry. "I deserve it," he said, and I knew he wasn't going to deny it anymore. "How did you find out?" "I saw you two making out. Do you think I'm stupid? I knew something was up when you refused to have sex with me!" I cried. People at the café were still looking at us. I'm surprised they didn't try to kick us out for making all this noise. Maybe they were enjoying the soap opera unfolding before their eyes. "Ali...I am so sorry! This is all new to me. I had no idea I'd fall for your brother like this. At first, I thought I was only admiring him, but then I realized we had sexual chemistry. I couldn't help but be so attracted to him. And when we kissed...." I raised my hand so he'd stop rambling. "Spare me the details, alright? I don't care if you're gay. I'm just pissed that you

JACOB"Do you even know what 'more' is, Mikey?" I asked, trying to sound bored when my body was silently screaming in enthusiasm at the suggestion.Michael rolled his eyes even as a blush turned his cheeks red, "Yes, Jacob. I know what 'more' is and I'm saying I want it. You. I want to sex with you. Have sex with you."I couldn't help laughing as Michael stumbled over the words. Hearing him tripping over his tongue was borderline hysterical; I wanted to enjoy the laughter before addressing the elephant in the room which was his virginity when it came to gay sex."Hey! Stop laughing at me!" Mikey whined, smacking me on the back of the head so it was my turn to wince a little."Hey, yourself," I protested, "Don't hit me in the head. We're way beyond pulling pigtails on the playground for when we want to show each other we're interested."The blush hadn't faded from Michael's face. His grin had gotten wider though and I was glad for it. I didn't want him freaking out the whole time we we

JACOBI grinned as I watched Mikey struggle to put his pants on. After we got cleaned up, I offered him to lay on my chest and rest, which he happily did. But even after that fifteen-minute nap, he still looked worn out.Poor guy, did I break him?I honestly didn't mean to go so rough on him, but watching his smooth round ass bouncing under me? Fuck...that was a sight to see. And his sweet little moans weren't helping either. I wanted to pound him harder and harder, feel every inch of him. Love him, taste him, worship him.Hopefully, he wasn't too disturbed by it and will let me do it again. Over and over."Could you stop staring at me? You are giving me the creeper vibe," Michael barked, earning a chuckle from me."That's not what you said when I was ramming into you, balls deep and..."Michael raised his hand, his face already turning beet red. Aww, is he feeling shy now? "No need to recount the events. I remember it well."More like his tight little butt remembered it."Cool. Ready