I lay back beside him and laugh. “Yeah, but that’s Tori for ya. She isn’t too fond of balls that big hitting her in the face if you know what I mean. You kind of overstepped her boundaries I guess.”

“How about you?”

I lean up on my elbow. “Excuse me?” I laugh as he reaches out and pulls me on top of him.

“Have I overstepped your boundaries?” He nips my bottom lip with his teeth. “Because I can’t seem to keep my hands to myself.”

I shake my head and rub my hand over his stomach, admiring the feel of his hard body beneath my fingers. “You’re not the only one,” I admit.

His eyes look down to my breasts before he licks his lips and pulls me down to kiss him. My body instantly reacts to his touch and I find myself forgetting about everything else and just enjoying the moment for what it is.

He grips my hips and grinds into me as I sit up higher, straddling him. His erection against me instantly gets me hot and I lose all train of thought as he touches me.

“I love seeing you on top of me.” He pulls me toward him and kisses me again, gently tugging on my bottom lip before releasing it. “I want you to ride me right here in the back of my truck. I think it would be really fucking hot; you know, to sneak around like we all had to do in high school, having sex when and wherever we could without getting caught.”

I feel a surge of excitement shoot through me at the thought, totally getting lost in his words. “That does sound really hot. Ironically things are so much hotter when there is risk involved.” I can’t help the smile that takes over my lips as he watches me move against him. I’m turning him on and I never thought that would be possible.

Before I know it, we’re both fighting to get our clothes off and Hunter is reaching for a condom and slipping it on. He never seems to waste any time getting inside me. That’s the difference between him and Kyan. Kyan never seems rushed. He’s into pleasuring me first, while Hunter’s into fucking me hard and fast. They both have me completely satisfied and wanting more. I didn’t realize that was possible.

I moan out and bite my lip as Hunter lifts my hips and lowers me down to his erection. “You feel so good, Calla. I’ve wanted to do this for days. We can make each other feel good. Okay? Just let loose and enjoy each other’s bodies. Don’t hold back.”

He tightens his grasp, guiding my body up and down, fast and hard. I feel him working against me each time that I come down, his thrusts bouncing me back up.

Sitting up, he grabs the back of my neck and continues to rock into me as I grind on his lap, enjoying the feel of him inside me. He feels good, but I have to admit, not as good as Kyan. The feeling is totally different and it confuses me.

“I can’t believe I’m inside Calla Reynolds. Fuck me.” He fists his hand in the back of my hair and slows his rhythm, making sure that I feel every single inch of him. “I seriously fantasized about this a lot in high school. No lie.”

I let out a small laugh from his comment, still not able to believe that he wanted me. I never even thought I stood a chance. “Yeah, well it’s a little hard to say no to the Hunter James.”

He yanks my hair back, tilting my head, and runs his tongue up my neck, stopping below my ear. “Wilder,” he whispers, catching me off guard.

I freeze above him, panting as I fight to catch my breath. There’s no way I heard him correctly. “Excuse me?” I ask. I have to.

He pulls me closer to him and starts grinding his hips into me. “It’s Hunter Wilder. James was my mother’s maiden name. I had it changed as soon as I graduated.”

I swallow hard and place my hands to his chest, but he just continues to rock into me, pleasuring me so good that I almost lose my train of thought.

“So Kyan . . . ?” Please don’t say it. Please don’t say it.

He pulls my face to his and looks up to meet my eyes as he thrusts harder into me and stops. “He’s my older brother.”

“Shit!” I get ready to get off his lap, but he stops me. “Hunter.” I push against his chest in an attempt to stop him. “Kyan is the other guy that I’ve been sleeping with. I had no idea. This isn’t right.”

He lays me down flat on my back and rotates on top of me as he spreads my legs open, before pushing himself back inside of me. “I know,” he whispers. “Kyan isn’t capable of being in a relationship.” He thrusts into me one more time and stops. “Neither am I. You deserve to be pleasured. Let us do that for you.”

Hunter moving above me leaves me in a daze, unable to get my mind to work. I should be running away from this. I should be disgusted, but I’m not. I’m completely and utterly turned on. Kyan and Hunter have to be the sexiest brothers to walk this damn earth and I have the pleasure of experiencing them both. At least I can look back on this moment with no regrets, because I didn’t have to miss out on either one.

I’m so wrong for this, but it feels so damn good.

“Yes . . . oh yes!” I moan out and lean my head back as he licks his thumb and rubs it over my clit, pleasuring me. “Hunter! Faster. I need you to go faster.”

He moves faster and harder, biting onto my neck as I shake in his arms. “Oh shit!” He grabs my neck and starts grinding his hips. “I’m about to go. Hold on.”

He thrusts a few more times before moaning and pushing off of me. His hand quickly comes down to stroke his cock and his other one goes to my left breast. “Holy fuck!” He moans, breathless.

Damn, he looks so sexy right now. I love seeing a man stroke himself. Hunter is no disappointment to that.

“That was definitely faster than I hoped it would be,” he says, still working to calm his breathing. “You seem to do that to me.”

I stand to my knees and grab his hips, laughing against his lips as he kisses me. “I would say sorry, but I’m guessing that’s good on my part.”

He brushes the hair out of my face and laughs again. “Definitely good on your part.” He kisses me hard before pulling away. “Thanks for coming for a ride. It was so damn good.”

I playfully slap his chest. “I really don’t know what to say right now.”

He reaches for his clothes and starts to get dressed at the same time that I do.

I watch him as he pulls his jeans up. “This isn’t weird for you? I mean . . . I’ve never done anything like this before.”