Chapter 1: Stolen Moments
The hum of laughter and clinking glasses spilled from the living room, where the extended family was gathered for the annual reunion. Eli, with her sharp green eyes and a smirk that could cut glass, leaned against the hallway wall, her gaze locked on her brother Leo. He was pretending to listen to Uncle Greg’s fishing story, but his dark eyes kept darting to her, a silent conversation passing between them.
'God, you’re insufferable,' Eli muttered under her breath as she caught him staring again, her voice low enough that only he could hear. She adjusted the strap of her tight black dress, knowing damn well it hugged every curve of her body in a way that drove him wild.
Leo excused himself with a polite nod, sauntering over with a grin that was equal parts mischief and danger. 'Insufferable? Babe, you’ve been eye-fucking me since we walked in. Don’t play coy.'
She rolled her eyes, but her lips twitched into a smirk. 'Keep your voice down, idiot. You want Aunt Linda to overhear and have a heart attack?'
'Only if she catches us in the act,' he shot back, his voice a low growl as he stepped closer, the heat of his body brushing against hers. 'There’s an empty bedroom upstairs. Unless you’re too chicken to sneak off.'
Eli’s laugh was sharp, cutting through the tension like a blade. 'Chicken? Leo, I’ve been running circles around you since we were kids. Try to keep up.' She turned on her heel, her hips swaying with deliberate intent as she headed for the stairs, knowing he’d follow like a moth to a flame.
The bedroom door clicked shut behind them, the distant noise of the family fading into a dull roar. Eli spun around, her eyes blazing with challenge. 'Well? You gonna stand there gawking, or are you gonna do something about this?' She gestured to herself, her voice dripping with mockery, but the heat in her gaze told a different story.
Leo didn’t waste a second, closing the distance in two strides. 'Oh, I’m gonna do plenty,' he growled, his hands gripping her hips as he pushed her back against the wall. Their lips crashed together, hungry and desperate, teeth clashing in a battle for dominance. Eli’s fingers dug into his shoulders, pulling him closer, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered, 'Don’t hold back, asshole. I’m not fragile.'
His chuckle was dark, dangerous. 'Never thought you were.' His hands slid down, grabbing her ass with a possessive grip, pulling her against him so she could feel just how hard he was already. 'Feel that? That’s what you do to me, Eli. Every damn time.'
She grinned, wicked and unapologetic, her hand sliding down to palm him through his jeans. 'Good. I’d hate to think I’m wasting my time.' Her voice was a taunt, but her touch was firm, confident, as she teased him, feeling him grow even harder under her fingers. 'Now, are we gonna keep talking, or are you gonna fuck me before someone notices we’re gone?'
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