He was the slightly smaller one as far as she could tell, and his hair was a little coarser to the touch, but the electricity that passed between them was undeniable. She felt herself become aroused and quickly withdrew her hand because she didn't need to play with this brother. He was there already.
He smiled again, just barely visible in the flickering light of the fire. He could feel it too, and she knew it. It was her arousal this time. She could feel her nipples swell and gently stretch the fabric of her shirt. Melanie took a breath to control herself.
Not yet, Drummond. Not yet. Not even close. You're going to have to beg for this. They stared into each other's eyes for a little longer until she finally dropped her gaze to the sand.
You think you're Mr. Big but I'll take you down to size. She said the words in her head but didn't fully believe them herself. This one was the dangerous one; she was sure of it.
Almost sure.
The taller brother ground his teeth in silent, repressed exasperation.
"Can't you control yourself little brother?" He hissed, his eyes glaring downwards. Melanie followed his gaze to the growing protrusion in his brother's pants.
The aroused brother just smiled. He was utterly shameless.
"No, little brother. I guess I just can't. Not where Melanie is concerned."
In the flickering shadows, she couldn't tell if he was staring at her or not.
"How far do you want this game to continue?" The taller brother said.
"I'm good to go all night." The other one said.
"Can't you tell the difference already?" The taller one said. The smaller one just smiled, making no effort to hide the swelling revelation of his desire. Was it a cocky smile? Or maybe awkward and embarrassed? She couldn't tell. Either way, it was setting her on fire. She wasn't like this. Melanie liked to be romanced, protected, and cherished. She needed to trust someone and know them well before she got close to them, especially since her misadventure with Mitch. However, some crazy part of her was coming to the surface out there in the middle of nowhere.
With society and conformity a million miles away, what difference did any of those things make? The norms of society didn't exist here. It was just two gorgeous men and her.
Christ, Melanie. Get a hold of yourself. She was glad she was a girl. If she had been a guy, she would have had a boner the size of a well-developed cucumber. She swallowed down her desire, took a deep breath, and composed herself.