She's Still The One: A Brother's Best Friend, Rockstar Romance Kaci Rose (essential reading txt) 📖

"Bye." We both say, as she hangs up the phone, and I double check to make sure the call has been disconnected. Then, I give us what we both want and flip her over on to the couch and grind into her, like I'm fucking her. Hard and fast, but our clothes are still between us.

"See what you started? We were almost caught, because you couldn't keep your pussy off me for ten minutes. How wet are you? The thrill of getting caught soak your panties, baby girl?"

"You should find out." She says.

"Oh, no. Your punishment is no skin to skin. You will come like this." I wrap my arms around her wrists and pin them above her head.

"Just like this," I say and grind into her harder.

I try to memorize this. Her stretched out beneath me, her breasts pushed against my chest, and withering for me to give her relief. I only get one more stroke, before her body locks up, and she cums screaming my name.

The sound alone is all I need to follow her groaning out her name. I couldn't stop myself from collapsing on her if I tried, and thankfully, she doesn't seem to mind, as she wraps her arms around me.

"We need to go shower." She says and sounds about as breathless as I feel.

"In a minute, I don't want to move," I say into her neck.

When we finally do make it to the shower, it's a repeat from the other day. We spend the day cuddling on the couch, watching movies, and just being.

I try to soak it in now, while I can, because it all ends, when Landon gets home.

Chapter 23

Austin

Landon gets home today, and he's already called to tell us not to worry about dinner. He was stopping at the store to get what he needs to make us this casserole dish he tried last week.

He raved about this meal for a whole ten minutes, before I threatened to hang up on him. Our easy banter seems to be back, since the other day on the phone, but I know we need to talk.

I've been working all day, so I can take tomorrow off and spend it with Landon. Dallas has been soaking up the last of our free time with his hands on me anyway he can. Right now, that means I’m sitting on his lap, trying to work with his arms wrapped around me, and his chin on my shoulder watching me.

"I booked the Airbnb. I’ll text you the address and the code, because there’s no way I’m going to be able to be around you and keep my hands off you for a week." He says.

I sigh and save what I was working on and close my computer. In one quick movement, I turn on his lap, so I'm straddling him. I wrap my arms around his neck, and we stare into each other’s eyes.

"It will be worth it, though. When we talk to him, we’ll have a month under our belts, and he’ll have to take that seriously. He has to, right?" I'm asking myself, as much as I am him.

"You nervous about telling him?" He asks.

"Yeah, what if he doesn't approve and won't accept it?"

This is the worry I've been trying to push out of my head for days. If I'm honest, it’s the biggest reason I don't want to tell Landon this week.

"It will change nothing for me. I'm not walking away from you, I can't. He doesn't approve then that’s on him, baby girl. We have done nothing wrong, and I’ll keep proving to you how perfect we are together." He says and kisses the tip of my nose.

"It won't change anything with me either. Though, I don't like the idea of my brother mad at me. Never been a fan of it. I can't walk away from you either." Then, I lean in and kiss him.

He wraps his arms tightly around me, holding me to him, and starts kissing down my neck. I grind in to him and feel his hard cock right where I need it. His hands grip my ass, pulling me closer, as the alarm beeps telling us the gate has been opened.

"Damn," I say and rest my forehead against his.

"Exactly. Tomorrow, lunch at the cabin." He says, and I nod, as I climb off him.

He gets up and moves to sit at the kitchen island, while I unplug my computer and get ready to put it away.

As soon as Landon walks in the door, he beelines right to me, sweeping me up in a hug.

"I've been on edge the whole time I was gone. I was worried about you." He whispers in my ear.

"I'm fine thanks to Dallas," I say.

He sets me down and gives me a once over.

I roll my eyes. "No marks, bruises, or even a hair out of place, I promise."

Over Landon's shoulder, Dallas smirks. There are a few love bites on my inner thighs. Dallas couldn't help himself, but my brother doesn't need to know about those.

Once satisfied I'm okay, Landon turns to Dallas and pulls him in for a hug, too.

"Thank you for watching over her." He says barely above a whisper.

Dallas's face clogs with emotion, and his eyes get misty, before he gets it back in check.

"Always. She means a lot to me, too." He says, and I freeze, worried he’s revealing too much.

My brother pulls from the hug and studies him, but says nothing, before turning away.

"Okay, dinner! Wait until you try this. It's chicken pot pie in casserole form, but with a twist, and it's amazing." Landon says, as he turns and starts pulling items out of the bag he brought in.

I glance over at Dallas, shrug my shoulders, and he gives me a wink. I go grab the cutting board for my brother.

"Need help?" I ask.

"Nope." He grabs me by my waist and sets me on the counter just like normal.

"So, this