All Chapters of A Naughty Christmas Affair: Fake Dating My Ex Brothers : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Benedict “You… you wanted to do that?” Autumn murmurs. Her cheeks flood with color and she looks even more edible in that moment. “Even though there was no one here to pretend for?”I swallow, licking my lips. “Yeah. I did.” My hands tingle, itching to touch her.To pull her close and do everything I just told her I wanted to do. To prove to her everything I said is true. But I take a breath and wrestle myself back under control.We can’t do this here, for one thing. Not right now. And just because I want to taste her, doesn’t mean she wants me to. I’ve already kissed her without her permission once, and it would be rude to do that again.Not to mention, this whole situation is messy enough as it is. My brothers and I can barely be in the same room together without going for each other’s throats, and we’re all pretending to date Autumn, which makes it even harder. On top of all that, there’s the fact that she’s not the kind of woman you kiss and then just walk away from.And I know I

Autumn All three of them have this look in their eyes that makes my heart race. They come forward, stepping into the fitting room as a unit.“Damn,” Benedict says, his eyes traveling up and down the dress—and my body. “You look amazing.”Elijah nods. “That is a beautiful color on you.”Luke doesn’t say anything, but he keeps looking at me, and I notice it when he wrenches his eyes away from my cleavage.My cheeks flush at their praise, and I shyly tuck hair behind my ear. “Thanks,” I reply. “Rhiannon picked out the dress.”I glance at her and notice she has a sour look on her face, but I just ignore it for now, turning back to my “boyfriends.”“What are you doing here?”“We came to take you out to dinner after your fitting,” Luke answers.I smile at him, at all of them. “That’s nice of you. And I’m starving. I haven’t eaten since lunch.”“And let me guess,” Elijah says. “Lunch was a pastry?”“A pastry and some fruit, thank you very much,” I shoot back with a grin.He shakes his head.

Autumn I grab a dildo from my drawer, selecting a nice thick one with a suction cup on the base. I need a shower anyway, so two birds, one stone and all that.I shuck off my clothes in the bathroom, closing the door before starting up the shower. Once the water is hot, I put the dildo on the wall, laughing a little at the way the sparkly pink silicone bobs there in the humid air.I lather myself up, washing my hair and my body quickly. The feeling of my hands gliding over me, slick from my body wash, just makes the heat between my legs grow even hotter.The spray feels good as it beats down on me, washing me clean, leaving me naked, wet, and turned on. My nipples are pebbled, and I trace them with my fingers, gasping as a zing of sensation that the touch sends down to my pussy. It clenches around nothing, so I let my hand wander along with my thoughts.I think about Elijah, closing my eyes and giving in to it. I think about the way he touched me and I mimic the touch, setting my stan

Autumn "How much you want it.”Any other time, this would be humiliating, but right now, it’s just hot as fuck.Every part of me burns as I work myself back on the dildo, rolling my hips so the head hits just right where I want it. My breath comes out in pants and gasps, and I don’t look away from Luke for a second.“Good girl. Touch yourself. Touch yourself like you do in your room when you think no one can hear you.”And gosh, that really should be embarrassing, but my hands have a mind of their own. One slides up, cupping my breast firmly, and the other drifts down between my legs, working between them to my pussy, soaked and dripping now.I do what he says, circling my clit with two fingers the way I do when I’m lying in bed, thinking about being touched. It’s enough to have me moving closer to the edge, getting more and more turned on, but not enough to send me over. Just a light touch to make the flames of my arousal burn higher.I pinch and twist one nipple, crying out softly

LukeI stop before moving into my next swing, going stiff, but trying to keep my face neutral. “What? What would have happened?”“You tell me,” Elijah replies. He clenches his hand—on the injured side—into a fist. His eyes search my face, like he’s looking for answers he doesn’t think I’ll give.“If we’re talking about things happening with Autumn, you’re the expert there,” Benedict cuts in, his attention on Elijah now. “We all know what happened between you two now.”Elijah just shoots him a look. “That was a long time ago. And we’re not talking about that right now.”Benedict holds up his hands. “I’m just saying. Maybe you think something happened with Luke and Autumn because you’re thinking about you and Autumn.”A small surge of jealousy goes through me at that, but I bite it back, taking a breath.Elijah is ready to snap back at Benedict, but the back door opens again, and Autumn steps out.We all fall silent immediately.There’s a moment—a tiny one, but it’s there—when she look