Practically having his arm twisted to stay for dinner, Jaxon sat back in his chair.  "Rayne, you're amazing. Honestly, that was the best meal I've eaten since... well, I can't remember."

"Would you like some dessert?  I could easily whip up something?"

"I'm stuffed, I don't think I could eat another thing."

"Are you sure, Rayne whips up a mean chocolate soufflé.  One of your favorites."

Rayne blushed under Nathan's recognition of her culinary skills.

"I think Rayne's been a gracious host all day, letting me hang out with you both.  I want her to relax.  Next time I visit, she can wow me her other mouthwatering delights."

"Are you sure Jaxon, it's no trouble.  We don't often have visitors." Rayne only ever cooked for Nathan and his family when they visited. She stood to clear away their dishes.

"I could easily get used to you spoiling me.   Can I take you home with me?"

"Hey, get your own amazing woman," quipped Nathan, pulling Rayne onto his lap, nuzzling her neck.  "This one is taken."

Rayne giggled as Nathan bit her earlobe. "Hmm, and tastes delicious too."  

Jaxon looked away. How much more could he take for one day?

"How do you fancy a game?" asked Nathan, turning his head to face his brother.

Jaxon looked up. "What sort of game?"

"Actually, one of your beloveds."

"Chess?"

"Yes, Rayne here is quite the master, she had kicked my ass more than once—to my shame."  He cocked a brow towards Rayne.

Rayne sat up straight, wriggling on Nathan's lap to hear him groan.  She adored chess.  "Oh yes!  I will clean all this away whilst you and Jaxon set up." 

~ ~

Forty-five minutes later, Rayne had never attended to chores so quickly in her entire life.  And now she sat opposite Jaxon who had declared himself a 'ruler' of chess.  Making her next move, she hit the timer.

Jaxon forced himself to study the board; they had barely been playing fifteen minutes as his eyes once again drifted to Rayne.  On this occasion she was watching him, eyes wide with a hint of a smile shadowing her pouty full lips.  Pay attention to the game... not your brother's girlfriend.  Giving himself a pep talk.  He made his move and hit the timer.

Rayne made her next move within seconds. 

"That quick?" mused Jaxon, rubbing his hand across his chin.  He needed to concentrate. Losing to anyone was not in his nature—competitive to a fault.

Nathan sat with a coffee, scrutinizing the interaction between his brother and Rayne.  He noted Jaxon watched her intently, pondering if Jaxon felt the same pull, fascination towards her, as did he when they first met.

A few minutes later, Rayne hit the timer.  "Check" she sat up straighter, shrugging her shoulders. Her eyes bright and challenging before poking her tongue out cheekily taunting Jaxon.

Fuck!  "No, no, no little one, I don't think so!" Suddenly perturbed by the game's direction. 

He was losing!

Nathan laughed.  "What?  Distracted brother?"

Jaxon furrowed his brow, internally cursing. Nothing escaped Nate's attention.  Forcing his concentration to the game.  He refused to lose, especially to a tiny, beautiful woman.  "I'm being distracted by your beautiful girlfriend; she needs to stop being so adorable."

Nathan laughed.  "Yes, her diabolical plan of being beautiful is working. you're going to lose dear brother."

Jaxon huffed, cocking a brow.  "It's not over till the fat lady sings." Moving his Bishop, he hit the timer with more force than intended.

Rayne considered her next move. Every scenario passed through her sharp mind. There was no way she was losing this game.  Happy, she glanced at Jaxon.  His attention was once again on her.  

Swiftly, she went in for the kill.  "Checkmate. Sorry, Jaxon."  She wasn't sorry at all.  Winning chess was exhilarating.  Her and Mr Jenkins would often play a game of chess that would span days. He would willingly give her an hour of his free time after work to play, knowing that she would only leave the office to head home to an empty apartment—not that she ever minded being alone.  Although she much preferred it now, living with Nathan.

"No way," he objected, glaring at the board.  Fuck!  Nathan was right—she'd handed him his ass.

"Should I do my maniacal laugh now," Nathan chuckled. "Muahaha!  Loser!"

Rayne restrained her giggles.  Jaxon almost pouted.  Clapping her hands in joy, the blush to her cheeks intensified as Nathan leaned in and kissed her nose.  "Watch him, sweetheart, he's a sore loser."

Jaxon shook his head, letting out a puff of air.  "Says the man who didn't speak to me for three days when I kicked his ass in poker last year!"

Nathan laughed at the memory.

~ ~

All three sat and chatted following the game.  Rayne cuddled up against Nathan, tucked under his arm.  The jealous voice inside Jaxon's head taunted him. He wanted what Nathan had.  It was time to call it a day.

"So, I better head out." Looking at the time on his phone.  "Even this late, it will still take me awhile to get home."

"Stay," asserted Nate.

"Yes, please do," encouraged Rayne.  "I can fix up the spare bedroom."

"Sweetheart, the spare room is already fixed up."

She shook her head.  "No.  It was on my list of chores for today.  I was going to change the bedding. It's been a week." She jumped from the sofa.  "It won't take me long."

There was little point debating that the beds hadn't been slept in.  Rayne liked order in her world. "Okay.  Go do your thing, sweetheart." Smiling, shaking his head as she light-footed out the room spiritedly.

Jaxon watched their interaction, not having even agreed to staying. "Are you sure, this is okay?"

"I wouldn't have asked if it wasn't," assured Nathan.

Jaxon had a thought. "Actually, I was going to ask if I could use your apartment.  I'm having mine redone and since you stay here, mostly. So, I was hoping to use yours?  Jaxon and Nathan shared the apartment building in the city, each having a floor to themselves.

"Stay here," repeated Nathan

"Fine, yeah, tonight.  But I mean from tomorrow onwards.  They estimated five days-maximum a week."

"No, stay here whilst the work's being completed.  You're taking some time away from the office, so there is no need for you to be in the city."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, it will give you the opportunity to get to know Rayne a little better.  It will be good for Rayne too."

Jaxon always had trouble reading Nate's face.  Unsure of his motives. His mind flipped to Nicole.  They hadn't planned to meet up, but then again it was always on her terms.

Nathan sensed his hesitation. "It was just a suggestion, Jax. Forget it, if you have plans with someone else?"  Nathan would not mention Nicole or her recent attempt to entice him back.

"Nah, no plans.  Okay, I'll stay, thanks."

"Good." Nathan looked a little too smug for Jaxon's liking.  "Nightcap?" asked Nathan.

"Yeah, nightcap sounds great."

~ ~

Nathan climbed into bed next to Rayne, pulling her against him.  "Thank you for welcoming Jax Rayne, it's important to me that you get along—like him."

Rayne did like Jaxon, more than she thought she should. 

"I've asked him to stay with us whilst his apartment is being redecorated.  He should be here maybe five to six days and it would make me happy if you spent time with him."

"Six days would be perfect."

He kissed the back of her head, smiling at her six references.  "Are you okay with this, Rayne?"

"Yes, Nathan, I like Jaxon."

"Good, that makes me happy, sweetheart."

She thought it a little strange, but decided against questioning his reasons.

"I thought you looked very sexy today in your little denim shorts and vest. I had to stop myself from ravaging you."

Rayne felt a hardening in the small of her back, wriggling against it.

"Are you teasing me Rayne-drop?" his tone deepened as he breathed the wonderful smell that was only his Rayne.

"Hmm, maybe."  The image of her taking his cock into her mouth flashed before her eyes.  A rush of certainty forced out the words.  "Can I do something for you, Nathan?"  She hoped he understood the implication behind her words.

"And what would my little Rayne-drop like to do for me?"

"...Touch you."  Her reply came out breathier than intended. A blush crept up her neck.

"With your hands... or your mouth?" he asked daringly.

"Whatever pleases you, Nathan."

A wicked smile erupted as he cocked a mischievous eyebrow.  "I would like you out of bed on your knees at my side of the bed."

Rayne didn't hesitate as she jumped quicker than a bullet from a gun. 

Nathan threw his pillow on the floor - comfort was important after all. 

Stood in front of him, she was about to kneel. "No! Wait." Rayne stilled.  "Remove your nightwear."  Nathan held out his hand as Rayne lifted it over her head, folded it neatly and lay it in his hand. 

Nathan lay it next to him.  Returning his eyes to the beautiful offering in front of him, his gaze lowered, coasting over her neck down to her full breasts.  Him already naked, there was no hiding his erection as it stood proudly with the occasional twitch.  "From now on, I want my fiancée to come to our bed naked." 

Rayne didn't object.  "Yes, Nathan."

Nathan's nostrils flared at her unwavering submission.  "Good girl."

She waited for his next instruction.  "Kneel." His head dipped to the waiting cushion.  Without hesitation, she complied.

Nathan rose from the bed, taking his heavy thick cock in hand, slowly stroking himself.  "See something you like, Rayne?"

Eyes wide, her mouth salivated watching him hypnotically touch himself. That in itself was highly erotic and a turn on.  Rayne's own body heated. She nodded.

"Words Rayne."

"Yes, Nathan."

"Would you like my cock in your mouth, sweetheart?"

"Yes." she answered without hesitation.

Nathan smirked as he took half a step towards her, his erection a mere fraction away from her perfect lips.

Rayne licked her bottom lip in anticipation.  Quickly looking up, she saw only desire in his darkening green eyes.

Nathan ran his free hand through her hair, cupping the back of her head.  Control was vital.  "Use only your tongue, sweetheart."

With one quick nod, her tongue flicked out and licked the head. Shifting slightly, she moved down and licked from the tip to the bottom to hear him moan.  "That feels good, Rayne."

His words made her heart and stomach do crazy things, fluttering at his praise, she licked again back up to the top.

Still holding her head, he gripped her hair to stop her licking him again.  I want you to make me come with your mouth Rayne, can you do that for me?"

Rayne nodded a little too excitedly. This was exactly what she wanted as her eyes returned to his cock, which now leaked a tiny pearl of pre-cum.  Nathan removed his hand holding her head, running it across her jaw.  Edging forward, he wiped the end of his cock on her lips, smoothing his moisture along her lips.  "Open," he instructed.

She did as Nathan commanded and placed his cock on her lower lip.  Slightly widening his stance, he moved his hands completely placing them behind his back. "It's all you now, sweetheart."

This was all the encouragement she required. His pleasure was in her hands... or mouth. Swallowing his thickness, she took as much as his length as she could muster, realizing for the first time how thick he was.  This would need help.  She raised her small hand and wrapped around the thick base.  She wasn't surprised when her fingers didn't meet, unable to get all the way around.

It was like heaven and hell all at once as her perfect lips encased him.    He'd loved seeing her lick his cock, but being inside her mouth was even better—why had it taken him this long?  Watching his cock now slide between her perfect lips was both satisfying and erotic in a way he'd never experienced.  He wouldn't last long. 

Rayne didn't have a big mouth, but happily stretched her mouth open to accommodate him keenly.  He felt the gentle scrape of her teeth along the underside of his cock, but that didn't bother him.  He actually liked it.

"That's good sweetheart, show me how much you want to please me."

His words sent a throb echoing down to her core as she felt a trickle of moisture dampen her thighs.  She moaned out, and the vibration reverberated through his cock, which sent a shiver down his entire body.

Rayne's head eagerly bobbed up and down, sucking him harder, no longer worried her teeth may be in the way.

"Fucking hell." He rasped as she moved one hand to grip his thigh.  "Faster sweetheart, yes, fuck."

Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth down his cock onto her hand. As she pumped as the same speed as her sucking.

His hands suddenly free, they moved to hold her head, guiding her motions, taking some control.  She slurped back extra moisture as his head touched the soft palate at the back of her throat. She felt a pull on her head as he held her in place.

Nathan's control buckled under her intense sucking and held her head steady whilst he now fucked her mouth, ensuring never to go too deep, choking her certainly wasn't his aim.

Now both moaning, he pumped his hips, any second he was about to explode.  "I'm going to come sweetheart." He would on this occasion give notice if she wished to pull away. "Tap my thigh if you don't want to swallow."

She leaned forward and sucked harder as his cock pulsed between her lips. She swore he became thicker as hands tightened in her hair, then suddenly he stilled at the back of her throat, fluid spurting as she sucked and swallowed conversely.   She never imagined it being this good.  A feeling of triumph erupted in her tummy and her pussy clenched.

Glancing up she felt another swell of emotion. The look on his face was priceless.

He let his softening cock slip from her lips.  "You were perfect, sweetheart."

Rayne couldn't hide the stupid, silly grin, nor would she want to.  He offered out his hand and she accepted; her knees a little stiff, she stood before him.  "I'm a very lucky man."  He bent down and kissed her gently, apparently fine tasting himself on her lips.