All Chapters of All's Fair in Love and Sex: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

PrologueIf my life was a movie? Ora book?And I had the chance to pick a title to put on the cover photo on the tragedy that was my life? It would definitely be something like “All’s fair in love and sex”. All in big, bright, bold letters.And I’m sure I’d sell out almost instantly, because lets face it, who doesn’t love a good old fashioned threesome that gets real messy, realll quick.CHAPTER ONEEveryone always said that whenever Silas took of his glasses, he and his twin, Kyler were indistinguishable, and that it was almost impossible to tell them apart. The same facial structure,same build,same White hair, and then that signature Konstantino cherry-red eyes.But that wasn’t true for me, because even if they both shared the same ridiculously handsome face, it wasn’t that difficult for me to tell them apart.Especially since I’ve had a taste of both their dicks…and neither of them knew it.Or at least that’s what I thought.But, before I get into that messy story of how I’ve managed

“Respect you?” I scoffed at the dull aching in my ass. Even like this, I couldn’t help but annoy him. It just made the sex feel even hotter when he was riled up. There was that unmistakable sound of his shorts hitting the hardwood floor, followed by the heavy press of his cock against me. Thick, hard, and already slick with precum, it nudged against my aching slit, dragging through my wetness, coating him in everything he’d worked me up into. “Elder, my ah—” Before I could finish my insult, Kyler thrust into me with one sharp, powerful stroke. My scream cracked into a groan, loud and shameless, and the shelves rattled with the force of him filling me.“Oh my god—Kyler!”I could feel him smirk against my shoulder, even though I couldn’t see it now, I knew it was smug. “That’s right, slut, I am your god. And don’t you forget it.” Every thrust was punishing, his hips snapping against me, forcing me further against the shelf until I was bracing myself to keep from being knocked over. My

I was playing with fire and I knew it. But a part of me always wanted to push it and see just how far we could take it. This elaborate plan. But the nagging voice in my head kept warning me to tread carefully; if not, I’d get burned by the same fire I was stroking. Maybe I should have listened to that voice and just…stopped while I was ahead. But I didn’t. I’ve always been a prideful person. “Yeah, he left about an hour ago,” I answered his burning question. “He probably won’t be back until midnight,” I added. “Good…” Silas hummed as his eyes dragged over my figure. We’ve barely done anything, but my skin felt all tingly. But in a good kind of way. I knew Kyler wouldn’t be back until midnight because every Thursday and Saturday night, he played with his band at “The Rout,” some club downtown. He was like a mini rock star. Scratch that, he was one. And while Silas was the youngest COO at their father’s company, Kyler was the rock star who got to tour different countries with his ba

“He’s so happy to see you, princess.” Silas slipped off his glasses and placed them down on the desk beside him, while I remained focused on his thick shaft that was before me. Where should I start from? Tip to bottom or Bottom to tip? “How are you going to welcome him?” “Like this.” With a cocky smile (pun intended) my fingers wrapped around the shaft of his joystick and I stuck my tongue out, giving it a long lick from the bottom then all the way to the tip of his glans and with one large gulp, I closed my whole mouth around it then pushed down all the way until I gagged. Silas's hips buckled, and I grinned through his dick that was already halfway into my mouth. I imagined I was sipping on my favourite milkshake then sucked. I swirl my tongue enthusiastically on his glans in a very practiced manner “Fuck, Princess. Don’t fucking stop.” he groaned. Little did he know, I had no intentions of stopping. I was going to milk him dry and make him sing my na

I slapped Silas's hand away from me and frowned. “How long have you known?” Another silence fell upon us again as I waited for an answer to the dreaded question. It was Silas who broke the ice. “We’re sorry, Lisa, it was his idea.” Silas offered me an apologetic smile, but I still didn’t understand what he was sorry about. “Kyler wanted to know how long it would take for you to figure it out.” “My idea!? Fuck you man. You were more invested in this than I was!” The two got into a bicker. But I still didn’t get the answer I was looking for. “SILAS! KYLER!” I yelled their names to get their attention, and it worked. I now had two sets of cherry red eyes burning holes through me. “How long did you guys know what was going on?” “It’s been a month now,” Silas replied and I focused on him. If there was another word for shocked, it would be me. A fucking month? “How?” The words came out of my lips like a whisp