Always Mine: An Enemies to Lovers Romance

by Natalie Lux

  Blake

  I followed Julian back to the bar where we were still getting showered with compliments by seemingly every person in there, including a few cuties we’d met the night before. But we had no eyes for anyone except that beauty fate had decided to introduce us to just a little over an hour ago.

  “So, what’d you think, darlin’?” I asked, taking my seat as I set my guitar down.

  “Not too bad,” she said, grinning sexily. “You were a little off pitch for some of the songs, and you missed some notes, but I managed to make it through all the songs without stuffing these fries in my ears, so I guess you did okay.”

  We looked at her for a second before throwing our heads back and laughing loudly. Normally, all the girls would shower us with praise and be begging to suck our cocks right there on top of the fucking bar. But there was some kind of an edge to this girl. She was the type who was gorgeous but seemed to not know just how gorgeous she was. She wasn’t afraid to give a little attitude – and Julian and I were entranced.

  “Oh?” I said, grinning back at her. God those plump lips were just driving me crazy. I wanted nothing more than to crush them against mine. Better yet, see them wrapped around my cock, moaning. “Are you a singer or something, darlin’?”

  She blushed bright red, her smirk fading as she downed her drink in one gulp.

  “I--I guess so,” she said finally, showing a hint of nerves. “I used to sing for people back where I’m from, before…”

  She trailed off and shook her head. We could tell she didn’t want to talk about it, but that was fine with us. It seemed like whatever happened, whatever she was coming from, had hit her hard, and she wasn’t ready to talk about it yet. Least of all to a couple strangers she’d just met. That was fine with us – we knew she’d tell us in time.

  “Why don’t you perform with us tomorrow?” I suggested without thinking. “We’re here again for one more night before we hit the road. It’ll be in front of more people and on a bigger stage, but I’m sure you could handle it.”

  A look of surprise flashed across her face as she met my eyes with her deep, brown ones, hypnotizing me with her beauty.

  “Y--you mean up on stage? In front of all these people? I--I’m not even that good. I don’t know…”

  Julian cleared his throat and rose, downing his drink.

  “That’ll be for us to decide. How about we get coffee tomorrow morning? Just the three of us. There’s a little diner next to the Tellmon Hotel, in the center of town.” He winked. “You should stay there tonight. Just tell the lady up front the country singers are paying for your room when they get in. We’ll meet you in the lobby in the morning.”

  She thought about it for a moment before her face broke into a reluctant smile.

  “Sounds good,” she said. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

  “Holy shit the ass on her,” said Julian as we headed out the door towards our bikes. “Did you see that fucking thing?”

  “Ugh. Man, she was a hundred percent right about the music; I could barely get the notes out. And did you see the way she was looking at us? Those fucking eyes were killing me.”

  We leaned against our bikes in the cold darkness of the parking lot, our eyes on the hotel in the distance. There, our dream girl would be checking into the hotel we’d suggested right about now.

  We wanted nothing more than to help her check in, take her by the hands, and lead her into our bed for the night. Make her forget about whatever was going on in her life. But as impatient as we were, we didn’t want to scare her off – we knew she was in some kind of mood and it wouldn’t be a great idea to get her pissed at us before we had the chance to get in her pants.

  “Wonder what was up with her,” I murmured thoughtfully.

  “I don’t know, but I do know this girl isn’t just like any of the other ones we’ve gone and fucked. Did you see those pouty little lips?”

  “Imagine those wrapped around your cock while I plow her from behind,” I groaned, feeling myself get hard. At this rate, we were gonna have to find a one-night stand to satiate our lust. But no – now that we’d met our dream girl, we couldn’t have anyone else.

  All our lives we’d fucked all kinds of girls. We’d never spent more than a few months with a girl before one or all of us got tired of the other. Long-term things just didn’t work out – we were always looking for another cute girl to fuck. But there was no way we were getting it up for anyone but Kylie now that we’d met her.

  I could feel my cock aching against my pants as I imagined her gorgeous ass tight against my cock, sliding up and down while Julian took her little pussy, double teaming her as we’d done to countless other girls before.

  We’d fucked plenty of girls together before, but it was never anything gay. We weren’t like that at all, we were just close like brothers. In fact, it was how we preferred to fuck our girls – together so that she could experience both of us at once. We shared everything together, did everything together, fucked all the same girls. It didn’t matter to us: we just wanted a good, easy life.

  But Kylie was a hitch in our plans. We couldn’t follow the same script with her. Because she was going to be far from easy…