All Chapters of A Naughty Christmas Affair: Fake Dating My Ex Brothers : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

LukeSweetwater Lake is the kind of town you could do laps around all day if you wanted to. Small, compact, insular.People know me here, so I have to wave and nod as I walk around, grateful to be out of Autumn’s house for a while to get some air.It’s a crisp day, but not as cold as it has been, and the plows have already been through to remove the dumping of snow from yesterday from the roads and sidewalks. It’s all piled up to one side at the edge of town, sparkling and already dirty from the asphalt.I can only guess it would be worse in a big city, but it makes me think about my cabin all the same. I clear the snow away from my doorway and the walk up to the house and that’s about it. Everything else is untouched and pristine, the snow allowed to collect and melt away without my input.I would have expected to be yearning to go back by now, fed up with all the people and chaos of being back here. And there is the itch to go back sometimes, usually when things get too overwhelmin

LukeShe’s clearly new at this, or at least not used to having something as big as my cock in her mouth, but that doesn’t stop her. She gags a little at one point, but then gets right back to it, using her saliva and her hand to stroke the shaft where it won’t fit.The wet sound of her sucking fills the room, and heat surges through me. Autumn looks so good, and it feels so fucking right.It quickly becomes more than I can take.Her mouth is too tempting, too hot, too wet, and my cock throbs. I’m right on the edge of falling apart already, and I don’t want it to be over yet. Not until I’m satisfied.I use the hand in her hair to drag her off my cock. She gasps, breathing hard and looking up at me, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to the slick head of my cock. Her lips are flushed and swollen from being wrapped around me, and there’s a hazy look in her eyes that goes right to my gut.“No,” I growl. “Not yet.”“What?” She blinks, confused.“I’m not going to finish in your mouth.

Autumn Over the next few days, things continue the way they’ve been going.Namely, I go to the bakery to work and come home to bake more—and the guys and I continue to hook up.It’s the first time in a long time that I’ve been having such regular sex, and comparing it to being with Raymond is like night and day. I come home from the bakery, and at least one of the guys is there to greet me, all hands and lips and teasing.That usually turns into making out in the entryway, which leads to fucking in the living room. Or the bathroom. Or the bedroom. Or the kitchen.My house has been thoroughly broken in by them at this point.All the weird tension that was hanging in the air is gone now, and their playful attitudes toward each other have only gotten warmer and easier. Maybe regular sex is good for them too.For the most part, it feels a little bit like I must be dreaming all of this. I’m just as busy as ever, but being lost in a happy haze of sex and orgasms really does take the edge

Autumn “All the time. It’s like you’re his granddaughter too.” He shakes his head with a little smile. “He’s proud of you and always mentions that he knew you were going to be successful.”I can’t help the smile that spreads over my face to hear that. I can picture Simon and Luke playing chess in the park, discussing my business and its success.“That’s good to know,” I murmur.“So don’t doubt yourself,” Benedict says, summing it all up. “Your family doesn’t decide how your life and your business are going to go, and they can get left behind if they can’t get on board with how great you are.”“Thanks, you guys. I don’t know what to say, but I do appreciate it.”“You don’t have to say anything. Just eat your sandwich.”I tuck into the sandwich, feeling much lighter than I did just minutes ago. Something about these three men always manages to turn my mood around when I get too down on myself.Once the sandwich is eaten and half the cookies are gone, we go back out to the main part of

Autumn There’s hot chocolate and cider at the concession stand, and Elijah and Luke go to check it out while Benedict heads for the bathroom. I stand off to the side waiting for them, taking in the lovely way the lobby is decorated with the tree in one corner and the twinkling lights hanging above the doorways.It’s like this every year, but it always makes me happy to see it.While I’m standing there, a guy I don’t recognize comes out of the men’s room and walks over to me. He pushes his hands in his pockets, giving me a little smile, and I smile back, not sure why he’s coming over.“Do you have someone in the show?” he asks.“Sorry?”“Like a friend or family member who’s performing.”“Oh.” I smile. “Yeah, Simon, a friend of the family. He was on the keyboard just before the end of the first act.”“He was really good,” the man says. “My little sister is doing the Dance of the Sugarplum Fairy in act two.”We chat for a while, and I learn that he’s never been to one of these before.