just how important the moment was.
Slade let his hand slide over her cheeks then glide down to her pussy. Her wet cream coated his fingers, making them slippery. Hannah gasped at his touch.
He looked up at Dex, fighting a smile of triumph. “She’s soaking wet.”
“Show me.”
Slade froze. The command hadn’t come from the person he expected. Dex’s face was just as shocked as Slade knew his was. They both turned to their oldest brother. Gavin wanted to see?
Maybe they were closer to a breakthrough than Slade had hoped.
He grabbed Hannah by the waist before Gavin could change his mind. She tensed a bit, but he dropped a kiss on her shoulder, and she became a sweet bit of languorous femininity, trying to show trust in her men.
With minimal fuss, she allowed him and Dex to pull her off his lap then sit her on his thighs once more, her back to his front. Slade arranged her legs on either side of his knees so that when he widened his stance, he parted her thighs.
Hannah’s blonde hair flowed down her back, tickling Slade’s face. She smelled like peaches and sweet sex. Her head fell back against his shoulder. She was closer to him than he’d ever managed to get to her. The hugs he’d stolen before were nothing compared to the intimacy of holding her in his arms after disciplining her.
Enfolding her in his arms, he turned his chair and faced Gavin.
His brother’s serious face tightened, his brows a deep V over rain-cloud eyes. He was perfectly still as his gaze fused right on Hannah’s very slick pussy. Gavin clutched the arms of his chair with trembling fingers.
“Pretty, isn’t she?” Slade couldn’t resist baiting his brother.
Gavin swallowed in silence—but didn’t look away.
Slade trailed his hands up her body. Hannah whimpered but didn’t fight him, and her soft submission went straight to his cock and filled a place in Slade he hadn’t known was empty.
He’d been working to earn Hannah since that first night he’d entered a BDSM club. Now she was here.
With seeking palms he found her breasts, gorgeously round and soft. His thumbs grazed her stiff nipples through her clothing. She whimpered a little.
“It’s all right. I just want to play for a minute,” he whispered.
After a moment’s hesitation, she settled back down.
“Don’t try to tell him that you don’t like it.” Dex knelt between her legs. “Your lips can lie, but your pussy doesn’t.” He peered at Slade then shot a glance over his shoulder at Gavin. “She’s coated in cream and getting wetter.”
Gavin clenched his jaw, but he stubbornly remained mute.
“Dex,” she protested. “Do you have to say it so bluntly? It’s…impolite.” His brother grinned, the expression making him seem younger than his twenty-eight years.
Dex never looked as open and young as he did when Hannah was making him smile. “Darlin’, you have your legs spread in front of three men. We passed polite a while back.” Slade pinched her nipples again. “And we like you this way.” Her head lolled back on his shoulder. Even from his vantage, Slade could see the hint of a smile on Hannah’s face.
She had entered the plane filled with self-doubt and no small amount of fear. Now she was relaxed, even somewhat happy. He’d given that to her, and damn if it didn’t make him smile.
He’d almost be happy, too, if he could just get the reaction he wanted out of Gavin.
Slade rolled Hannah’s nipples through her shirt. He couldn’t wait to get those breasts in his mouth. What would Gavin do then?
“Damn, darlin’, you’re so wet.” Dex didn’t hesitate. He put his nose right where Slade knew he wanted it. Hannah gasped as Dex inhaled loudly. “And you smell so fucking good.” She tried to dodge him, but Slade tightened his arms around her. If Hannah was concerned with the impoliteness of Dex talking about how good her pussy smelled, she’d likely have a problem with him diving in for a feast. But that wasn’t going to stop
Slade let his hand slide over her cheeks then glide down to her pussy. Her wet cream coated his fingers, making them slippery. Hannah gasped at his touch.
He looked up at Dex, fighting a smile of triumph. “She’s soaking wet.”
“Show me.”
Slade froze. The command hadn’t come from the person he expected. Dex’s face was just as shocked as Slade knew his was. They both turned to their oldest brother. Gavin wanted to see?
Maybe they were closer to a breakthrough than Slade had hoped.
He grabbed Hannah by the waist before Gavin could change his mind. She tensed a bit, but he dropped a kiss on her shoulder, and she became a sweet bit of languorous femininity, trying to show trust in her men.
With minimal fuss, she allowed him and Dex to pull her off his lap then sit her on his thighs once more, her back to his front. Slade arranged her legs on either side of his knees so that when he widened his stance, he parted her thighs.
Hannah’s blonde hair flowed down her back, tickling Slade’s face. She smelled like peaches and sweet sex. Her head fell back against his shoulder. She was closer to him than he’d ever managed to get to her. The hugs he’d stolen before were nothing compared to the intimacy of holding her in his arms after disciplining her.
Enfolding her in his arms, he turned his chair and faced Gavin.
His brother’s serious face tightened, his brows a deep V over rain-cloud eyes. He was perfectly still as his gaze fused right on Hannah’s very slick pussy. Gavin clutched the arms of his chair with trembling fingers.
“Pretty, isn’t she?” Slade couldn’t resist baiting his brother.
Gavin swallowed in silence—but didn’t look away.
Slade trailed his hands up her body. Hannah whimpered but didn’t fight him, and her soft submission went straight to his cock and filled a place in Slade he hadn’t known was empty.
He’d been working to earn Hannah since that first night he’d entered a BDSM club. Now she was here.
With seeking palms he found her breasts, gorgeously round and soft. His thumbs grazed her stiff nipples through her clothing. She whimpered a little.
“It’s all right. I just want to play for a minute,” he whispered.
After a moment’s hesitation, she settled back down.
“Don’t try to tell him that you don’t like it.” Dex knelt between her legs. “Your lips can lie, but your pussy doesn’t.” He peered at Slade then shot a glance over his shoulder at Gavin. “She’s coated in cream and getting wetter.”
Gavin clenched his jaw, but he stubbornly remained mute.
“Dex,” she protested. “Do you have to say it so bluntly? It’s…impolite.” His brother grinned, the expression making him seem younger than his twenty-eight years.
Dex never looked as open and young as he did when Hannah was making him smile. “Darlin’, you have your legs spread in front of three men. We passed polite a while back.” Slade pinched her nipples again. “And we like you this way.” Her head lolled back on his shoulder. Even from his vantage, Slade could see the hint of a smile on Hannah’s face.
She had entered the plane filled with self-doubt and no small amount of fear. Now she was relaxed, even somewhat happy. He’d given that to her, and damn if it didn’t make him smile.
He’d almost be happy, too, if he could just get the reaction he wanted out of Gavin.
Slade rolled Hannah’s nipples through her shirt. He couldn’t wait to get those breasts in his mouth. What would Gavin do then?
“Damn, darlin’, you’re so wet.” Dex didn’t hesitate. He put his nose right where Slade knew he wanted it. Hannah gasped as Dex inhaled loudly. “And you smell so fucking good.” She tried to dodge him, but Slade tightened his arms around her. If Hannah was concerned with the impoliteness of Dex talking about how good her pussy smelled, she’d likely have a problem with him diving in for a feast. But that wasn’t going to stop
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