Brother After Dark

Chapter Forty-Two

Zach.

“Look, if you guys want to have some fun, go knock yourselves out,” I said to the boys.

“We’re going to hook up with chicks, man. Don’t be such a party pooper!” Damien said to me.

“Don’t tempt him, bro. He’s got a girl,” Ben told him.

“So?” Damien asked, arching a brow.

“So, I’m loyal,” I said.

“You’re whipped!” Ben said, chuckling.

“I am. And I’m proud of it. You should try it. Feels incredible.”

Damien wrinkled his nose and shivered as if he found the idea extremely abominable.

“Come on, bro! We just got you back after almost a decade! You used to be the leader of all mischiefs in the pack. And now, you’re staying at home when we want to go clubbing with girls. Oh, did I mention hot girls?” Damien said.

“I’m not stopping you. But sorry, guys. My girl can’t be seeing me clubbing and looking at other girls.”

“She’s jealous and possessive? Insecure? Why, she looks like a witch or something?”

I laughed. “On the contrary, she’s hot and beautiful. I am a jealous and possessive guy. I wouldn’t want her to be looking at other guys. So, I’m doing the same thing for her.”

There was silence. My two cousins were staring at me like I was out of my mind. I laughed. I wouldn’t expect them to understand anyway. Relationships are not something you take lightly. When you get into it, you must be in it for the long haul. I knew I was in this relationship, forever, if I could have it my way. I would do this for as long as it made sense, for as long as it made her happy, for as long as it was the best for her.

Suddenly, the door burst open. Enter two douchebags disguised as tall, muscular, good-looking jocks. They were Damien’s best friends.

“Change of plans, we’re going to Elmo’s Club,” they announced.

“Dude! That’s not a strip club!” Damien complained.

“I know,” Ricky, the older, taller guy said. “But that’s where the girls are going.”

I sat up on the bed, suddenly feeling alert.

“The girls are going to a club?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Yeah! And we’re coming with them!” Noah said enthusiastically.

“Why?” Ben asked. He didn’t like this plan too.

“Because it’s my window of opportunity to hook up with that cousin of yours,” Ricky said.

“Which one?”

My blood started boiling inside. Please tell me you’re interested in Serena, Sarah, Belle, or Mel. He could take a pick.

“The bombshell blond babe, who else?” Ricky said.

Fuck! The cousins were all brunettes. Their friend was a redhead.

“Dude!” Ben warned him. “I’m pretty sure she has an overprotective brother!”

They all turned to me. I raised a brow at them. I narrowed my eyes at Ricky.

“Hey!” Ricky greeted. “Does… does your sister have a boyfriend?”

I nodded immediately. “She does. And he’s jealous and possessive. He will kick your ass if he finds out what you were planning to do.”

“Well, he’s not here, is he?” Damien said. “Don’t worry, Rick. Blaire and I were pretty close before she went to London. I have your back.”

Ricky grinned at Damien. “Thanks, bro. Now can we go? They’re already getting ready.”

“Will you relax? They’re girls! It will take them forever to get ready!”

I lay in bed, practically fuming. I wanted to tell Ricky to shut the fuck up, but I knew I couldn’t. It would be too obvious. I took my phone and sent her a message.

Me: Heard you girls are going clubbing.

I didn’t want to sound like I didn’t want her to go.

Her: They’re going. I would rather stay back. I feel tired. You?

I smiled at her response. I knew I was being too possessive, but I couldn’t help it.

Me: I’m staying in. Get some sleep. I have a feeling my girlfriend is going to wear me out again tomorrow night. I need all the energy I could get. ;)

She responded after a minute: Have you asked her out yet? Maybe she’ll say no.

Me: She won’t say no. I have my way of making her say yes.

I was smiling at my phone, feeling the thrill that our forbidden romance was bringing. My cousins were busy getting ready to go clubbing. I didn’t need to worry about Ricky. Blaire was not coming anyway. She’ll be spending the night in bed, sexting with me. I knew it. We’ll fire ourselves up for tomorrow’s sexcapade. I could feel myself getting hard under my jeans already.

“What do you mean she’s not coming?” Damien asked on the other line. I watched him pace back and forth, with Ricky looking at him desperately. “We’re all coming, except for Zachary. His girlfriend got him on a leash. But other than that, we’ll all go. My friends are looking forward to getting acquainted with you guys.”

My phone beeped.

I kind of guessed that. Damien was pressuring Serena so he could play cupid for Ricky! Damn!

Blaire: Serena is almost on her knees. Begging me to come with them. I can’t say no, babe. ☹

I sighed. Damn!

Me: It’s okay, baby girl. You go. I guess I don’t have a choice too. I’ll go with the boys. I’ll see you at the club.

It took her a full minute to respond. Her: Okay. I’ll pretend you’re a total stranger. She followed that up with a wink emoji and a devil smiley. I could guess what was going on her mind right now, and I could feel myself harden even more.

Damn! This girl knew how to drive me insane with lust. She definitely had a kinky side, and only I had the privilege to see that.

An hour later, we were sitting in our table at Elmo’s Club. We ordered beer. The guys were spying their respective preys. I was on the lookout for the girls, specifically for her.

Tonight, I was neither her brother nor her boyfriend. I was a total stranger whom her brother should be protecting her from—a stranger who would tempt her, persuade her to have a little kinky fun behind her boyfriend’s back.

The minute she walked through the door, she had me. Her presence alone had all my senses captivated. She had tied her long hair in a high ponytail and curled the bottom portion. She was wearing a black lace long-sleeved cropped top and black flared skirt that ended a few inches above her knees. It accented her long legs, shapely behind, and well-endowed chest. She was a goddess.

It felt like the world stopped the moment she came into the room. They settled themselves in the highchairs in the bar.

“Oh my god! I wanna kill the guy who’s banging this chick,” Ricky said beside me.

Not if I kill you first! I answered in my mind.

“I’m pretty sure you can’t!” Ben said. “He’ll get away scathe-free. He’s got unlimited supply of luck!”

The boys laughed.

They were right! I was lucky!

I texted her: Didn’t I say no short skirts?

She replied: Excuse me, do I know you?

I almost laughed in my seat. She wanted to play, huh? All right. Let’s play, baby girl!

Me: You don’t know me. I just happen to have your number. I was told you were hot. I had to see for myself.

She grinned at her screen and started typing. After a minute, my phone beeped.

Her: And what’s the verdict?

Me: So far, so good.

I saw her frown for a moment, and I couldn’t help grinning. She wanted to hear more than “so far, so good.” I grinned to myself because that was exactly the reaction I was hoping for. I wanted to know if all this effort to look good was to get a big reaction from me.

Her: That’s all you could think of? So far so good?

Me: No. I thought of a million other things. But 99% of my thoughts are not rated PG.

I watched her smile widely when she read my thoughts. Then she responded: Care to share some of your thoughts.

Me: Like I was wondering if your panties match your outfit.

Her: What made you so sure I was wearing one?

Fuck!