every time she drew another rapid breath. He refrained from touching her when he asked, “You’re sure?”
In response, she locked her arms around his solid back and pulled him close, angled to the side so both brothers fit against her. “Yes.” She couldn’t stop the moan that escaped a moment before she rose up on her tiptoes to place her lips on his in a light kiss. Eyes wide open, she watched desire dilate his pupils when he reciprocated. Kissing Jason was a sweet, intoxicating experience. His fingers supported her neck as he deepened the contact, his tongue nudging her lips, teasing her. Her legs trembled and she might have fallen if not for the two men holding her steady.
Without a word, Jason stepped away, breaking their embrace. She groaned at the loss but, before she could protest further, Justin scooped her into his arms and followed Jason up the stairs, taking them two at a time. They turned into the blue room. Jason peeled the thick comforter out of the way even as Justin leaned forward and placed her in the center of the huge, king-sized bed. The smooth, high thread count sheets cradled her, caressing her skin. Justin followed her down, his mouth surrounding one of her nipples. He licked, laved and nipped her playfully as she watched Jason strip off his clothes. He didn’t hurry. Instead, he unbuttoned the crisp blue shirt with deliberate movements as he observed his brother feasting on her. He studied her reactions while untucking the Oxford and setting it neatly aside, draped over the arm of a nearby chair.
“You like it when he sucks just that way.” Jason’s words thrilled her. Justin adjusted his technique based on the observation, increasing the waves of pleasure his wet mouth produced. Jason slowly unbuckled his belt. She couldn’t take her eyes away from his fingers hovering over the button of his slacks. The material formed an impressive tent where his cock lay hard and aching beneath. Instead of freeing it, he continued to tease her by drawing the leather from around his waist inch by inch. He coiled it around his fist and the image he made, bare chest gleaming with a light sheen of perspiration, looming over the bed, in complete control caused a spasm to run through her pussy. “Have you ever had a man use a belt on your lush ass before, sweetheart?”
She shook her head before gasping, “No.”
The thick, erect length of Justin’s cock thumped against her thigh through the soft cotton of his pants as it twitched in response.
“Hmmm,” Jason nearly purred. “Maybe next time.”
Her nipple hardened further as Justin blew cool air across the damp skin before switching to sweep his tongue across the other breast. The unhurried strip tease continued to torture her. Jason flicked open the button on his slacks and unzipped them before nudging them down his long, muscled legs, leaving him standing in his black boxer briefs, the prominent bulge stretching over nearly to his hip bone. He looked like a picture clipped out of a Playgirl magazine.
Justin trailed his hand down the center of her body, heading straight toward her soaking mound. Her back arched as she tried to direct herself closer to his wandering palm. She needed him to touch her, to still the lust his expert manipulation of her flesh and the sight of his brother’s hard, six pack abs generated.
“You want him to pet that pretty pussy, don’t you?” She writhed beneath Justin’s strokes and Jason’s infatuated stare.
“Yes. Oh, yes.” She couldn’t believe the frenzied plea in her voice but, damn, she’d never wanted a man’s touch as desperately as she did right now. Jason pushed his underwear down his thighs, liberating his full hard-on, which bounced heavy against his ripped thigh. A single drop of pearly liquid beaded at the tip and she licked her lips.
Her eyes closed when Justin’s fingertip invaded the top of her drenched slit and followed it downward. Her hips bucked at the
In response, she locked her arms around his solid back and pulled him close, angled to the side so both brothers fit against her. “Yes.” She couldn’t stop the moan that escaped a moment before she rose up on her tiptoes to place her lips on his in a light kiss. Eyes wide open, she watched desire dilate his pupils when he reciprocated. Kissing Jason was a sweet, intoxicating experience. His fingers supported her neck as he deepened the contact, his tongue nudging her lips, teasing her. Her legs trembled and she might have fallen if not for the two men holding her steady.
Without a word, Jason stepped away, breaking their embrace. She groaned at the loss but, before she could protest further, Justin scooped her into his arms and followed Jason up the stairs, taking them two at a time. They turned into the blue room. Jason peeled the thick comforter out of the way even as Justin leaned forward and placed her in the center of the huge, king-sized bed. The smooth, high thread count sheets cradled her, caressing her skin. Justin followed her down, his mouth surrounding one of her nipples. He licked, laved and nipped her playfully as she watched Jason strip off his clothes. He didn’t hurry. Instead, he unbuttoned the crisp blue shirt with deliberate movements as he observed his brother feasting on her. He studied her reactions while untucking the Oxford and setting it neatly aside, draped over the arm of a nearby chair.
“You like it when he sucks just that way.” Jason’s words thrilled her. Justin adjusted his technique based on the observation, increasing the waves of pleasure his wet mouth produced. Jason slowly unbuckled his belt. She couldn’t take her eyes away from his fingers hovering over the button of his slacks. The material formed an impressive tent where his cock lay hard and aching beneath. Instead of freeing it, he continued to tease her by drawing the leather from around his waist inch by inch. He coiled it around his fist and the image he made, bare chest gleaming with a light sheen of perspiration, looming over the bed, in complete control caused a spasm to run through her pussy. “Have you ever had a man use a belt on your lush ass before, sweetheart?”
She shook her head before gasping, “No.”
The thick, erect length of Justin’s cock thumped against her thigh through the soft cotton of his pants as it twitched in response.
“Hmmm,” Jason nearly purred. “Maybe next time.”
Her nipple hardened further as Justin blew cool air across the damp skin before switching to sweep his tongue across the other breast. The unhurried strip tease continued to torture her. Jason flicked open the button on his slacks and unzipped them before nudging them down his long, muscled legs, leaving him standing in his black boxer briefs, the prominent bulge stretching over nearly to his hip bone. He looked like a picture clipped out of a Playgirl magazine.
Justin trailed his hand down the center of her body, heading straight toward her soaking mound. Her back arched as she tried to direct herself closer to his wandering palm. She needed him to touch her, to still the lust his expert manipulation of her flesh and the sight of his brother’s hard, six pack abs generated.
“You want him to pet that pretty pussy, don’t you?” She writhed beneath Justin’s strokes and Jason’s infatuated stare.
“Yes. Oh, yes.” She couldn’t believe the frenzied plea in her voice but, damn, she’d never wanted a man’s touch as desperately as she did right now. Jason pushed his underwear down his thighs, liberating his full hard-on, which bounced heavy against his ripped thigh. A single drop of pearly liquid beaded at the tip and she licked her lips.
Her eyes closed when Justin’s fingertip invaded the top of her drenched slit and followed it downward. Her hips bucked at the
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