Page 35 of The Secret Stalker
“Zee— Mack,” she corrects, “you’re killing me. I wish I’d known sooner..”
“But any sooner and you wouldn’t have been ready for it, maybe none of us were ready.”
I watch as Tye’s hand rests on her navel, listening to our conversation. He wasn’t part of the packaged plan I had mapped out. But, he’s here now.
Tye
I lay on my side lost to my thoughts. Incredibly, Sophie let me and my brother have her last night despite the bombshell I dropped on her, because let’s face it, it was me who opened the software so that Mack saw what I was doing. It was me who forced his hand. She didn’t freak out or get angry despite the amount of lines I’ve crossed. Any other woman would have called the police, but not our Sophie. I knew we were good together. I didn’t think she’d test our affection for her and demand we share her there and then. I think she underestimated how far we’d go for her. Siblings or not, I would have fucked her in any which way she’d have asked. I will always do that for her. And I know Mack would too, especially after he didn’t shy away from her demand either. Sophie is special, I have no regrets doing what I did, it got me to this morning.
Listening to Mack ask Sophie how she is feeling in the light of day gives me hope. Sophie, the happy-go-lucky, open-minded, open-hearted woman we adore is not upset or angry, she’s curious about us. I want to have her all over again, and then again and again. But I know she will be sore from last night. I need to keep my hard cock away from her as she digests everything she has learnt over the past twelve hours. I need to give her that. So I keep my hand on her navel just marvelling that it is allowed to be on her in real life.
“And you,” Sophie directs her attention to me, “you came in almost every day for a coffee but never asked meout either?”
“I asked to teach you how to play golf?”
“In the same week you knew I was speaking to your brother online.”
I shrug, “Him and the guys moving on you put a rocket up my arse. It forced me to cross the line from acquaintance to something more. I always hoped you’d change your mind about my jobs, but that wasn’t on the cards.”
“I didn’t know, Tye.” She turns towards me and runs her soft warm hand down the side of my face, “I wished someone had told me how good it was. You showed me how good it was.”
“I felt like a criminal,” I say regretfully.
“You were a criminal,” says Mack from the other side of Sophie’s back.
“I didn’t see any other way of showing you how good we could be together, I was losing you and it was the only way I could make you consider me. I knew we had chemistry, I just needed to unlock it.”
“You certainly did that when you gave me that golf lesson, putting your arms around me reminded me of the evening before, how we felt together. I just hadn’t realised I was remembering you around my body and not Mack. How did you keep so steady teaching me when you had been inside of me merely hours before?”
I let out a small laugh. “I was melting inside, rest assured I have no idea how I managed to restrain myself from you. The scent of your hair sent me wild in memories and I spent that entire hour with near constant blue balls, it was one of the best hours with you and the most traumatic.”
Sophie laughs. “Tye, that’s what happens with secrets, they eat you alive. I have no idea how you had the balls to creep into my bedroom in the first place,” she says and I can’t read her tone. This is it, this is where she tells me how badly I crossed the line. I deserve it, I’m lucky I’m not in jail right now. “But Ican’t deny I fucking loved it, thinking it was Mack or not, I loved it. And I was prepared to take it under the assumption it was Mack, and I was ok with that. I know you and Mack. Granted, had it have been a complete stranger, that would not have been ok. But neither of you two are. Apparently I am open to online Doms breaking into my apartment in the dead of night and fucking me. How fucked up am I? Talk about new kink unlocked.”
“We both put you in this position, and I’m sorry. I was blinded by the thought of never having a chance with you. I should have made my move much earlier but I knew you had just broken up with your boyfriend. I was building the platform for Mack which I knew he wanted to try on you. If our father finds out, he’s going to cut us off.”
“Why? Why would he do that?”
“He’s going to hate that not one of his sons has fallen for a playmate, but two. Talk about throwing back in his face the one thing he asked us not to do.”
“And even worse, the same woman,” she trails off thoughtfully. “I take it you have never mentioned me?”
Mack lets out a harsh laugh from behind her back and I see the sadness move into her eyes as I shake my head. “We don’t have that kind of relationship with our father. He isn’t the approachable type.”
“I’m surprised, the Clarendon feels so understanding.”
“There are enough owners to tame his views down.”
“Ah. So what happens now?”
“Now, we run you a bath, make you breakfast and get out of your hair. I believe you still have a date with two other men tonight,” I say. I have no animosity towards them—they feel the same about Sophie as me. If they can share, I can share. Sophie rolls back on her back and stretches like a kitten in the morning sun.
“That sounds like a pretty good way to start the day after the night I had,” she laughs. Then her face scrunches up as she must feel the ache between her legs. “You boys, you come with big packages. I think you have broken me,” she laughs at my look of horror. “I’m kidding, nothing a warm bath won’t mend.” I sit up and hover above her, staring down at the beauty she is. I lower my head and brush my lips to hers.
“I’ll run you a bath, beautiful,” I whisper across her lips. It should feel weird being naked this close to my brother but it doesn’t. It feels like we have an unspoken understanding. She’s nowourgirl. And we take care of what’s ours.
Sophie
Tye climbs off the bed and a minute later I can hear water running in my bathroom. I can feel Mack’s eyes on me so I turn to see a war raging behind them. “What is it?” I ask as I can’t decipher his expression.
