Which brother should I choose

Anton's POV

What have I done?

I shouldn't have tell her that she had made out with me that night and shouldn't have kissed her again and shouldn't have feel fucking miserable because I have stopped kissing her. What was wrong with me?

I was still feeling her feathery soft lips between my teeth. The mesmerizing scent of her neck mixed with the maddening scent of her arousal. I breathed in her one last time and wanted to keep that breath in me forever. But the scent and the feel was fading with every damn step.

But still I needed to get away from there immediately. I directed my route to my suite again unconsciously, while I was walking in thoughts and scrubbing my face with my palm in disbelief at what I have just done, again. My phone pinged in my pocket.

I took it out and looked at the screen half numb, half expecting any distraction, from my still hard as steel cock. It was Ronda. Right, there was a Ronda I left abruptly in my suite. It was a text message consisting of two words; 'Room 708'. My eyes darkened, my cock twitched. Okay, I needed a distraction and I found a perfect one. Without a second thought I directly headed to her room.

When I knocked on the door of room 708, a half naked Ronda opened the door. So I wasn't the only one who needed this right here, right now. This was the one thing I really like about our relationship with Ronda, no expectations, no attachment, just sex. I pushed the door open making her take a step back and shut it behind me. Without a word, I grabbed her blonde hair in a fist and dragged her to the bed at the back of the room. It wasn't a room as big as mine, but it was large enough. So it was a long dragging before I reached the bed.

I throw her to the bed. She gave a small yelp before hitting the soft mattresses. She smiled at me seductively. I grasped one ankle of her and pulled her to the edge of the bed. She spread her legs expectantly. Her blue eyes were looking intently and heated. But those were not the eyes I wanted to look at right now. I wanted a warm brown pair instead. Damn it. I held her one arm and flipped her as she would face the bed now. I pressed her head to the mattresses with one hand and unbuckled my pants with the other.

"Oh! You are fast today." she giggled.

"Shut up!" I hissed. I didn't want her to speak. I didn't want to hear her voice now. All I wanted to hear was a honey dipped shaking voice caressing my ear while I was biting her neck saying 'S-stop'.

I freed my junk from my pants. It was a relief after forcing my zipper for the last half an hour. Ronda was only wearing a white g-string and a lace bra. I yanked the g-string by pulling it up first. She gave another small yelp as the string wedged between her vagina first. Then without waiting any longer I thrusted in her with one hard stroke. She gave a loud cry. But I wanted to hear someone else's cries instead. This made me more furious.

I kept thrusting in and out hard. I pressed Ronda's head to the mattresses more forcingly to muffle her voice. Ronda was a beautiful woman, no doubt. Long, creamy white legs, flawless skin, and a beautiful face. But I all wanted a certain brunette; petite and fragile. I thrusted more forcely. The headboard of the bed was banging on the wall loudly with every thrust of me. Ronda was getting nearer to the edge, her cries started getting louder, pussy started throbbing around my dick. But I wasn't even close. I released her head, and held her hips with both of my hands instead. I pulled her towards me with every stroke to increase the effect of my thrusts. I hoped this may help me get closer to coming. It surely helped Ronda, and she cried out my name and shuddered around me with her climax hitting her. I unfortunately wasn't that lucky. I pulled out from her pussy, it was dripping wet and I needed more friction. I thrusted in her ass this time. My cock was slippery with all those juices and it went in without any major resistance but it was harder to push in. I bet it hurt as hell because Ronda's breath hitched when I thrusted in first and she cried in pain; "Ahh! It hurts Anton!"

I didn't care. I needed my release and needed it now. I pulled her ass upper as pulling from her hips and thrust deeper inside her. She cried in pain again. I grabbed her hair with one of my hands again, and kept banging on her. The tears started trailing from her cheeks. Seeing her like that finally started pushing me to the edge. I pictured Alice instead. Would she cry like that if I thrusted in her pussy. I bet she was tight. Maybe tight as Ronda's ass. I would ruin her gladly. Would lick each and every tears she would spill as I was fucking her hard. Meanwhile Ronda had another climax. Fucking greedy.

I pulled out from Ronda's ass and flipped her to face my swollen dick. I squeezed her jaw with one hand to force her open her mouth. I barged my dick into her mouth thrusted it until the end of her throat. She gurgled with the sheer size of mine and gagged. She was sitting on the edge of the bed on four, her blue eyes still watery, her lipstick smeared. I didn't want this. A million guys out there would kill to see such a scene. But not me. Right now I just wanted brown eyes and a small freckled face.

"Close your eyes" I ordered her. She shut her eyes instantly. I wanted to fuck her small mouth not hers. But this was the closest I could get for now. I kept thrusting in her mouth, picturing Alice's pink lips clasping around my dick instead. Picturing she was the one I was drowning with my dick now, not Ronda. Like the times I was picturing her and palming my dick every time in my bathroom sessions. And these sessions started being frequent these days, more than I wanted to admit. Finally I managed to come in her mouth and slightly cursed as I was spilling my cum down her throat. I pulled my junk back and released her. She swallowed all of my cum while smiling at me. I didn't smile back. It wasn't as satisfactory for me as it was for her.

I pulled up my pants again and buckled up. She was watching me puzzled.

"We are leaving tonight at 8 pm. You can join us if you didn't come with your jet." I said while tucking my shirt into my pants.

"Are we leaving already?" she asked.

"Yes, our work here is done."

"But... I thought we could spend the weekend here?" She was looking disappointed.

"Why?" I asked.

"I came here with a ten hour flight, I was expecting we could spend the weekend together at least?"

Her burrow furrowed. She was angry. I was getting her, she was upset after spending 10 hours on the flight. But I asked her to come here on Tuesday. It was not my fault if it took this long for her to come here. And spending weekends together? It wasn't our thing.

"Come on Ronda, surely you didn't expect us to make sunbathes and watch sunsets together as a couple? It's not our deal, remember?"

A hurt expression crossed from her face.

"And why not?" she asked. I was speechless.

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"We can change our deal." she said. "You invited me here, to Sanders' hotel. You knew he would know I am here the moment I stepped in the hotel. So, unconsciously you also want others to know about us. Wasn't it exhausting Anton? Keeping us as a secret. Maybe it is time to admit we are more than fuck buddies."

I sighed in annoyance. Does every perfect thing have to come to an end? Our relationship with Ronda was perfect. No emotions, just sex. But I guess this is not the case for her anymore. I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Look Ronda. There is no such thing as us." I said. "We had a perfect understanding of the nature of our relationship. It was just sex, and nothing more. If it is not the case for you. Maybe we need to end this. Here and now. Before someone gets hurt."

She laughed sarcastically.

"I guess this someone is me." Her eyes gleamed with unshed tears for a fraction of second then the impression got lost.

"No, this is not necessary." she said. "I was just confused when you invited me here, but when I think of it, you are right. Being in terms of needs is the best way. You don't have to cut the ties with me. I am okay staying as we are" she said. "I am happy to see that you came to your senses, Ronda. I am leaving now. Are you coming with us tonight?"

"No, I came with my own jet, and I guess I will stay over the weekend. Thank you for the offer."

"Okay, see you then." I said and I turned and left the room. But just before I closed the door after me I swear I saw a hurt expression on her face.