Week 6

Common- Phrase: "I want him to fuck you, so you know I can do it better".

-Dating Nick Jackson was like dating a prince charming. He was a perfect gentleman.

-He opened doors for you. Lent you his sweatshirts on chilly nights. Called you before you went to bed and send you cute good morning text messages.

-And he made everyone at your office jealous when he sent a huge, gorgeous bouquet of flowers to you on your birthday.

-You had no idea what you did to deserve this sweet blue eyed angel, but you cherished every moment with him.

-You even got along with his parents. His mom loved you. His dad welcomed you to the church he preached at. And every Sunday you'd go to breakfast together after.

-His brother on the other hand was a different story. You two had a rockier relationship, and not for your lack of effort.

-Matt was more outspoken. Nick would share things with you at the appropriate time, but Matt just said what he wanted when he wanted and didn't care who was around to hear it. You weren't sure if he lacked that little filter in his head that most people have, or if he just didn't care.

-You had tried to spark conversations with him and get to know him, but most times he would turn the conversation a way that you didn't want to be around for. Making comments and "jokes" that made you uncomfortable.

-The brothers couldn't be any more different.

-Matt's bearded face was a stark contrast to Nick's clean shaven one. His long dark hard was almost always down, blowing all over the place while Nick's blonde locks were neatly slicked back in a pony tail. And Matt's clothing style was a far from his brother's polo shirts.

-Eventually you just tried to keep your distance from him due to the deviousness that danced in his brown eyes.

-But that wasn't happening anymore since he started texting you. Almost daily.

-You didn't even know he had your phone number.

-At first it was just normal things. Like if you were going to be over for family dinner, or if you were joining them on their family trip to the lake house.

-Then it went to him asking what you were going to wear to the lake house. Asking what kind of bathing suits you had picked out.

-Him suggesting that if you get too cold there at night you could crawl into bed with him and he could keep you warm.

-You stopped replying to him after that.

-But that didn't stop him from sending you a picture of him in the swimsuit he planned to wear. Making sure to flex his upper body and show off way more than he should be. The stupid smirk on his face, a tell tale sign he knew he was purposely being trouble.

-You threw your phone down and ignored him completely after that.

-You couldn't believe the audacity of that man.

-And now, sitting around the campfire at the lake house, having a beer, laughing while talking to his father, acting like he had done nothing.

-It started to make your blood boil.

-Almost as much as when he'd look over into your direction and discreetly wink.

-He made your stomach sick. Some of the time. Other times, thinking about the picture he sent you the other day, made it flutter for another reason. Reasons that made you even madder.

-Their parents had gone to bed. Nick followed them in to use the restroom. Matt grabbed another beer and relaxed in his chair by the fire.

-After a few moments of uncomfortable silence and tension, you decided you would go to bed as well. And possibly tell Nick that you weren't feeling too good tomorrow morning so you could go home early.

-You got up and without trying to be too rude, quietly said "night" to Matt as you walked by.

-You didn't make it into the house though as he grabbed your arm and pulled you down onto his lap.

-"Where do you think you're going?" He asked as he took a sip of his beer.

-"To bed." You answered curtly as you tried to get up, by the wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you back down.

-"No you're not. You haven't said one word to me all day. And I know you want to."

-He set his can of beer down on the stump next to him casually as his hand rested on your thigh.

-"Don't think I don't notice you staring at me out of the corner of my eye. I wondered how long it was gonna take you to leave goody two shoes in there and come to me."

-"First off, I didn't leave him. You grabbed me, after sending me unsolicited messages. Second, not that it's any of your business, but you have no idea what your brother is like behind closed doors."

-He chuckled as his grip tightened on your thigh. Other hand brushing up against your breast, lingering by your nipple causing it to harden a bit. Your eyes fluttered closed as you prayed he hadn't been able to notice with the mixture of it being dark and you facing away from him.

-"Yeah. Yeah. There has to be some reason why you're still in my lap." He whispered lowly in your ear has the hand on your thigh climbed higher.

-You hated Matt. Mostly because you hated him pointing out how you felt deep down. You loved Nick, but the second he introduced you two, you had gotten a weird feeling that you never did before. And since the text messages started, the temptation was growing.

-Getting lost in what Matt was doing, your eyes snapped open when you heard someone else clear their throat. And standing in front of you with his arms crossed was your boyfriend.

-"Nick! I can explain!" You exclaimed, still unable to get out of Matt's hold. "He grabbed me!"

-"I bet he did. Fucker always had problems keeping his hands off of things that aren't his."

-"Don't think you can really blame me this time little bro." Matt said as his hand began to slid inside your leggings finding your wet folds.

-You yelped and bucked your hips before being shushed by your boyfriend. "Better keep it down. I do not want to have to explain this to mom and dad."

-"What?" You breathed as Matt's fingers caressed you. Your eyes started to roll back in your head and you grabbed Matt's hand mumbling to him to stop.

-"Let him go."

-Your eyes flashed, surprised and confused.

"Let his hand go. Do your thing. I want him to fuck you, so you know I can do it better." Nick stated with a smile you could have sworn you never saw before. And after tonight, you stop sending pictures to my girlfriend."

-"You know about that?" You whispered before moaning as Matt's fingers entered you, his other hand covering your mouth to keep you silent.

-Nick smiled as he walked over and knelt down in front of you. "Of course I do babe. Matt and I are a lot closer than you think."

-He winked at you as Matt chuckled in your ear as you felt his dick growing harder pressing into your back.