Chapter Twenty One

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Chapter Twenty One

Today was the day of the party. Selah is adorable she has moms eyes.

Grandma Erica was here as well as PAm, Charlie, And Grandpa THeíos (uncle). Plus the Toma family, of course. The kids were either playing with Uncle Tony (Aunt Jessica's husband) or gossiping with Aunt Jess. The men were playing basketball, shirts vs skin on our half court. The women were around the pool complaining about how hectic their household is. I was sitting with my team, in between the two teases. Aka Bryan and Tyler. Bryan had his hand moving up and down my upper thigh while Tyler had his arm around me, breathing hot breaths onto my neck every once in awhile. They're making it harder on me to keep calm. I grabbed their hands and brought them upstairs to have my way with them.

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"I don't know what to do," I whispered nervously, pushing my bottom lip into my teeth.

"Do you want to do this? After what happened last night, we wouldn't blame you if you didn't want to," Tyler said warily. I nodded

"Please?"

"Then we'll teach you."

"Do you want us both?" Bryan asked. I nodded. "We'll go one step at a time then."

Tyler stripped down to his boxer briefs, Bryan was already stripped when I turned and looked at him. Did the room just get hotter? They both helped me strip down to nothing.

Bryan and Tyler rushed to ravish my body with their mouths. Bryan had his lips latched onto my right breast as if he were a newborn begging for milk as he pinched and pulled my left nipple in the most delicious way. Tyler assaulted my neck, leaving love bites in the sweetest spots.

Tyler suddenly stopped and stood by my desk after he dropped his briefs. He began to stroke himself. As much as I missed him at my neck, him being on full display was just as sweet.

Then Bryan did something I never expected him to do, he took control. He demanded attention and it was hot. He smashed his lips against mine in a heated kiss. His hands roamed my body freely, playing it as though he were playing his favorite instrument.

He laid me on my bed as he hovered over me, inserting a single finger. I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling of him, but instead, his face took control of my brain. Terror struck through my bones.

"Didn't your scumbag fathers teach you not to let people into their home when they're not here?"

"DELILAH!?"

"DELILAH!?"

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