Free Torn Between Two Brothers by Cathryn Fox Page B

her
hunger for him. Her nipples tightened almost painfully and her body
shuddered, her entire being longing to be in his arms tonight.
    When Nate
finished eating, he jumped onto the window sill and scratched at
the glass pane.
    “What is it,
boy?” Leaving the pillow behind, she stepped up beside Nate and
laughed when he continued to swat at the falling flakes as they
melted on the warm pane. As she stared at the street, it occurred
to her just how big the flakes were and just how quickly they were
accumulating on the ground below. She was dressed in her high
heels, having changed at the hospital before going to the lounge,
and she wasn’t prepared for snow—the weatherman certainly missed
his mark this time. Thoughts of going back out in the cold made her
cringe. Adam certainly wouldn’t mind if she stayed over, and since
she did have an extra pair of scrubs at the hospital…
    She rubbed
Nate. “What do you think, boy? Would you like the company?” When
Nate purred and licked his paw, she took that as a yes. As she
warmed to the idea of spending the night in Adam’s bed, albeit
alone, she decided a hot sudsy shower to wash away the busy day and
help her relax was in order first.
    Lauren stripped
off her clothes and left a trail in the hall as she made her way to
the bathroom, turned on the shower, and climbed in. As the warm
spray fell over her body, she grabbed Adam’s body wash and squeezed
a generous amount onto her hand. She rubbed it over her damp flesh
and as the fresh, familiar scent fragranced the air her body grew
needy for him. She ran her hands over her breasts, stopping to
pluck at her nipples, while she widened her legs to let the hot
stream spray her bare pubic area and caress her swollen clit.
    She moaned
without censure, then removed the handle so she could center the
nozzle on the spot that needed it most. As desire twisted inside
her, her passion grew, and her body began tingling all over.
Stroking herself, she envisioned Adam between her legs, tonguing
her cunt, lapping at her cream, dipping a finger inside her.
    “Oh God,” she
cried out.
    Slowly,
methodically, she controlled the pace, taking her time to build her
orgasm as she worked the spray over her inflamed clit. Okay, so she
couldn’t deny that while she liked Adam’s wild, frantic lovemaking
sessions, there were times, like now, when she wanted a soft touch,
to shift things into slow gear. But as a pilot who found his career
boring, he craved excitement and made up for his mundane work week
by going all out on his weekends—with her.
    She couldn’t
fault him for that.
    Turning her
focus to the intense pleasure rising in her, her breathing grew a
little shallow, a little unstable. She let loose a low moan, her
chest rising and falling as she felt an orgasm pulling at her. As a
sweet mixture of her tangy arousal mingled with Adam’s spicy soap,
pleasure forked through her bringing her to the edge.
    Her pulse
raced, her body burned. Hot flames licked up her thighs and in that
instant she let herself go, let herself fall over the precipice.
Giving into her basic elemental needs, her pussy clenched and
pulsed, her muscles squeezing together in euphoric bliss.
    She remained
under the hot spray a moment longer, letting her breathing return
to normal. Once stable she turned off the water, climbed from the
shower stall and grabbed a big fluffy towel. Not bothering with
clothes, she flicked the light off and felt a little melancholy as
she made her way down the hall to the bedroom. Even though she’d
just climaxed, and it had temporarily sated her physically, it left
her feeling a little empty inside, and in need of Adam even
more.
    As she pushed
open the bedroom door and dropped her towel, light from the hallway
filtered in and fell over the unmade bed—an unmade bed with a naked
body sprawled across it! Gasping in surprise, she clutched her bare
breasts and peered into the dark. As she took in the silhouette of
Adam’s lean torso, thick