She whimpered, unable to do or say anything else. The sensation was exquisite, and he wasn’t even doing anything.
For a second, she thought nothing could feel quite as good as that, but then there was warm, naked flesh against her back. The heat of Kaden’s skin against hers was a shock to her senses, had her dragging more air into her lungs. It was then she realized Kaden had discarded his shirt and now she was leaning into him, allowing him to hold her up while Keegan fondled her nipples through the satin of her bra.
“Remove it,” Keegan muttered.
Evidently, he’d been speaking to Kaden because the next thing she knew the clasp was unhooked and her bra was sliding down her arms, then falling to the floor.
Keegan’s eyes lifted, meeting hers. He held her there, suspended on a breath as she waited for him to…
He tweaked her nipples, both at the same time.
“Oh, God,” she cried, thrusting her chest forward, not caring that she was as wanton as she’d ever been before.
But rather than give her what she so desperately needed, Keegan reached for her arm. The next thing she knew, Bristol was leaning against Keegan, her back to his chest, staring into Kaden’s face while he stared down at her topless form.
“Fucking beautiful,” Kaden whispered.
“Please…” No, she wasn’t above begging. Not right now. Nothing mattered other than the two of them finishing what she’d started.
Kaden stepped forward, his big hands performing the same titillating moves Keegan’s had, plumping her breasts, tweaking her nipples. She was staring at his sun-bronzed skin against her much paler flesh, watching, waiting.
But then Keegan’s hand curled under her chin, cupping her throat once more. He tilted her head up and back, leaned over her shoulder, and kissed her. The kiss stole what rational thought she had left, sent her body reeling, so when Kaden leaned in and sucked one nipple into his mouth, she came. The orgasm ripped through her with a vengeance, stealing the starch from her legs, her cries of pleasure turning into whimpers when Keegan continued to kiss her.
If Keegan hadn’t been behind her, she would’ve been on the floor.
His mouth slowly separated from hers, but he remained there, staring down at her. “That was so fucking beautiful. We’re gonna make you come a dozen more times before the night is over.”
Was that a threat or a promise? she wondered.
Or perhaps a little of both.
Chapter Five
When Bristol came, it was with complete abandon.
Keegan wasn’t sure he’d ever heard anything quite so … carnal. And completely unexpected.
From where he stood, they were just getting started, yet this beautiful, sensual creature had orgasmed from two mouths being on her at the same time. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that, because it left him reeling and more than a little off-kilter.
Not ready to release her, Keegan held her against him and stared down into Bristol’s face. Hers was relaxed, her eyes closed, her breaths soft and rapid as she leaned into him. Thankfully the bed wasn’t far away because the last thing he wanted was to break the intensity of the moment while they relocated to a horizontal position.
With little effort, he moved them closer then gently eased her down on the mattress before crawling over her and positioning himself beside her, Kaden joining them on her other side. While he wanted to give Bristol time to come down from the hedonistic high, he couldn’t. He was completely enraptured, eager to make her orgasm a few dozen more times before this was over, and in order to do that, he couldn’t relent.
When Kaden zeroed in on her mouth, Keegan shifted to his knees at the end of the bed, positioning himself between Bristol’s thighs. She was still mostly dressed but that didn’t matter to him. Right now he wanted to feast on those luscious tits, to see if he could make her come from his mouth alone the way Kaden had.
Leaning over her, he licked one nipple then the other, alternating between the two while she writhed beneath the onslaught. He didn’t rush, wanting to ease her back up to that peak once more. Or at least he tried not to rush. It didn’t help when her fingers weaved into the longer hair on the top of his head, holding him to her breasts while she thrust her chest upward.
She wasn’t what he expected, he would admit. Yes, he’d fantasized about Bristol, but Keegan figured that was more because she’d evaded them for so long. In every one of those fantasies, she’d been sweet, almost innocent. Making love, not succumbing to the libidinous pleasure. With his imaginary Bristol, there hadn’t been these sensual moans or the urgent pleas and whimpers. The fictional encounters had always been slow and gentle, and he wondered why he’d thought Bristol wouldn’t be capable of passion. Probably because he’d wanted to believe that.
He tended to want what he couldn’t have, which made it seem all the more appealing. He couldn’t count the number of times they’d gotten a woman between them only for his desire to ebb far too quickly. By judging Bristol, he’d likely been presumptuous in his attempt to protect himself from the potential hurt. His desire for her certainly wasn’t diminishing now. He had a renewed sense of purpose, his objective to make this night memorable, to give her what she so desperately seemed to need.
“More, Keegan,” she pleaded. “I need more.”
At the sound of his name, he lifted his head to find she was once more kissing Kaden while her hand urged his head lower.
Never one to disappoint a woman, Keegan trailed kisses down her stomach while he worked free the button on her jeans, easing down the zipper. He wasn’t quite as gentle when he tugged the denim down over her hips. With her wriggling, they managed to get them off, and he took a moment to admire her in the white silk panties and nothing else.
She was a tiny little thing, much smaller than he’d thought. Bristol somehow managed to camouflage her body with the oversized shirts she wore, because beneath was a smaller bone structure and some lovely curves. Which he greatly appreciated. Her breasts weren’t overly large, but they were a handful. The indention of her waist gave way to generous hips. He loved her hips, something to hold on to while he drilled her from behind.
He could’ve stared at her all day, but not right now. As it was, his mouth was watering with the need to taste her, to bury his face between those trim, toned thighs and feast for hours.
Keegan didn’t bother removing her panties; instead, he pulled them aside so he could see the glistening folds of her pussy. When he did, her back bowed, her hand reaching for him while her mouth remained fused with Kaden’s. He observed the pair momentarily, watched as his brother devoured her mouth while his fingers plucked her nipples. With his eyes on them, Keegan lowered himself to the mattress, shouldering his way between her thighs, and let his breath fan her soft pink flesh.
He gave her a tentative lick to see her reaction and it was exactly as he expected. Bristol’s back bowed again, arching up from the bed. When she came back down, her hips were thrust upward, her pussy rising to meet his mouth. Evidently, she knew what she wanted, and he’d be damned if he would deny her.
Settling in for the long haul, Keegan curled his arms around her legs, spreading her wide and holding her in place while he pressed a kiss to her smooth, hairless mound then worked his way along her slit. Alternating between gentle flicks of his tongue and light presses of his lips, he waited until she was moaning softly, her hips gyrating, a silent plea for more.
So he gave her more.
In fact, Keegan feasted on her like a starving man. He worked her clit with his lips and tongue, bringing her to the brink. When he could feel the tension in her thighs, he fucked her with his tongue, pushing in as deep as he could go while she rocked against him. Never did he let her get quite to the point of orgasm. Not because he wasn’t eager to hear her come again but because he wasn’t ready to stop. Hell, he could’ve remained right here for the rest of the night, tasting her sweetness, hearing her insistent whimpers.
He kept right on until Kaden’s hand slid down betw
een her legs, his fingers pushing inside her. Keegan watched his brother penetrate her for a second before repositioning so he could resume sucking on her clit, the two of them giving her what she was begging for. With Kaden fingering her and Keegan offering an all-out sensual assault on the swollen bundle of nerves, it wasn’t surprising when she came this time.
Their names were tumbling from her lips, shouted on a strangled, breathless moan. Not just one name but both, which meant Bristol was right there with them, aware it wasn’t just Kaden, not only Keegan who was mastering her body. Both of them.
“Please, Keegan … Kaden!” she cried out. “I need more.”
Well, hell. When she asked so nicely…
They gave her more. Keegan took over with his fingers while Kaden launched up off the bed. With the sound of clothes rustling, Keegan positioned himself so his mouth could find hers once more. Part of him expected her to push him away. After all, his mouth had just been buried in her cunt, and some women weren’t keen on kissing after the fact.
Not Bristol. Her arms went around his neck, pulling him closer while her tongue dueled with his. To keep from falling on top of her, he had no choice but to remove his fingers from the tight clasp of her pussy, planting his hands on the bed and holding himself over her. He kissed her, long and deep. Tongues, lips, and teeth clashed while her hands began roaming over him.
His shirt was removed, then those deft little fingers moved on to the button on his jeans. It was then that Keegan broke the kiss, lifting his head so he could meet her gaze. He let her continue, sucked in a breath when cool, smooth fingers found his rock-hard cock. She stroked him, their eyes locked together in those few heated seconds before Kaden joined them on the bed.
Feeling a bit unsettled by the intensity of that moment they’d shared, Keegan pulled back, handed her off to Kaden while he got to his feet. He needed a minute, which he spent disrobing completely, getting a condom, rolling it on. He watched the pair of them. Kaden was far gentler with her than Keegan had been but that was generally the case.
Oh, his brother was capable of the same intensity, but he had a better handle on it than Keegan.
And right here, right now, he had a feeling that was what Bristol needed.
*
She felt as perfect as Kaden had imagined she would. All that smooth, warm skin pressed up against him. Those soft, insistent moans urging them for more. Bristol was everything he’d anticipated and then some. But it was her eagerness that surprised him, her lack of inhibitions. There was no hesitation on her part, not with either of them.
He’d waited for this moment to come, convinced it would eventually. It was the very reason he’d held on despite his brother’s obvious resistance to the notion.
No one was resisting now.
When Keegan got up, Kaden had the pleasure of having her all to himself momentarily. After Bristol slipped her panties down her legs, leaving her gloriously naked, Kaden moved over her, fusing his lips to hers, loving the way she kissed him with total abandon, as though this was the only place she wanted to be. Her hands were soft and smooth as they glided over his bare skin, gentle, almost reverent as time slowed momentarily.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she whispered against his lips.
He hadn’t expected those words to come out of her mouth. Not his sweet, innocent Bristol. But they did and it turned up the temperature within him a few dozen degrees.
Her hand snaked down between his legs, her fingers curling around his cock. It was a light, delicate touch, as though she was afraid she would hurt him.
Kaden grunted, rolling his hips, enjoying the sensation of her smooth fingers on him as he pumped into her hand.
“Fuck, yes,” he groaned softly. “Keep touchin’ me, Bristol. Fuck…”
She did, her fingers curling around him firmly as he rocked his hips, fucking her closed fist.
When she peered down between them, watching as she stroked him, Kaden kept his focus on her. There was so much hunger in her expression.
Her fingers tightened infinitesimally when she looked up into his face again. “Please, Kaden … I can’t wait any longer.”
He knew the feeling, but he held off, giving Keegan a minute to return to the bed. Right before he did, Kaden rolled to his back, bringing Bristol with him so that she was straddling his hips.
Keegan tossed a condom his way but, before he could reach for it, Bristol had it in her hand. She tore it open, inched back on his thighs. Goddamn, she was beautiful. Those luscious, firm tits on full display, the dusky pink nipples hardened into points. Her chest was heaving as she rolled the latex over him, her eyes widening as she did.
Yeah, he’d seen that look a few times before. It was usually the first time a woman got a good look at one or both of them. To put it mildly, God had been gracious, generously endowing them in that department. Some would be jealous, but Kaden knew it to be both a blessing and a curse. For one, there were reactions similar to Bristol’s now. She was likely wondering if it would hurt when he drove himself hard and deep inside her. More so because of the double action going on in this room.
He wouldn’t hurt her. Of that he was certain. It might take a little more time for her body to acclimate, but it would.
With the condom in place, Kaden pulled her back down to him, his lips finding hers once more while he gripped his cock and guided it between her thighs. He hated the presence of the condom, wishing he could feel the silky wetness of her pussy gliding over him. But it was a necessary evil.
For now.
“Lift your hips,” he whispered, resuming the kiss.
She did, allowing him to guide himself to the blistering heat of her body. Pushing the head inside her, Kaden moved his hands to her hips, slowly guiding her down on him. He took his time, inching inside her while he maintained the kiss. Their bodies took over, hers rocking against him, his hips lifting to meet her, the slick, smooth walls of her pussy relaxing so he could go in deeper and deeper.
Behind her, Kaden felt the mattress shift, knew Keegan was positioning himself to join them.
Bristol moaned softly, and he had to assume Keegan was touching her, running his hands over her back, her ass, keeping her nerve endings at attention.
They continued like that for long minutes while her body acclimated to the intrusion, her pussy clutching him tightly, the overwhelming sensations dragging the air from his lungs as the pleasure spiked in his bloodstream.
When Bristol pulled her mouth from his and looked down at him, he met her gaze. “We’ll be gentle.”
“Don’t need gentle,” she countered, a deep sigh escaping when he pushed his hips upward, filling her almost completely.
She did need gentle, even if she didn’t realize it, even if she was so turned on her body burned and ached. He knew the feeling. This was what he’d fantasized about in the dark of night when he jacked off. Her beautiful face peering down at him, the smooth walls of her pussy enveloping him tightly.
When she was moving at a rhythmic pace, he rested his hands on her hips and let her fuck herself on him, taking more each time she rocked backward. It seemed to last for an eternity, but at the same time not nearly long enough before he felt Keegan’s finger brush his where his brother gripped her hips.
Dropping his hands down beside him, Kaden watched Bristol’s face when Keegan lifted her hips slightly, enough that Kaden’s cock slipped from her body. Her eyes widened, a natural reaction when she realized Keegan was now the one filling her tight little pussy.
Her hand landed in the center of Kaden’s chest when she leaned forward. “Yes, please. Oh…” Another moan escaped her.
Kaden held her wrist simply so he could maintain that connection and watched as she took his brother deep inside her body. Her lips parted in a perfect O, her eyes closing, her nipples hardening even more. She looked like sex personified, so fucking beautiful, so damn sexy.
“Oh, God, yes,” she moaned, her fingers curling so her nails began digging into his chest.
Above him, she began to rock faster, her beautiful tits swaying as Keegan fucked her from behind.
And then it was his turn again, and he was ready and waiting when Keegan dislodged from her body, allowing him to slide in deep.
Bristol’s eyes opened, met his, and he saw the acceptance. They would both fuck her, alternating just like this, again and again. It was not traditional by any sense of the imagination, but it worked for them, and based on her moans and the way her fingernails dug into his chest, it was working for her, too.
*
Fuck, her pussy was tight.
It took everything in him to hold back, to give Kaden his turn, filling her, listening to those sexy moans as she gave herself over to them.
As she sat astride Kaden, Keegan moved her hair out of the way, pressed his lips to her neck, tasting the saltiness of perspiration coating her skin.
“We can do this for hours,” he whispered, nipping her earlobe. “With us alternating inside you, the frequent stop and go’ll allow us to go for much, much longer than if it was only one of us fucking you.”
Bristol moaned, turning her head so that her lips were close enough to kiss.
So he did, accepting her weight when she leaned against him, her body rocking as she continued to ride Kaden, who was driving his hips upward, fucking her deeper and deeper with every thrust.
Christ.
“My turn,” he said when he pulled his lips free.
Planting one hand in the middle of her back, he urged her forward. Keegan gritted his teeth as he plunged back into the exquisite depths of Bristol’s body, pushing in as deep as he could go, enjoying how she sheathed him, milked him.
He couldn’t see her face, but he could imagine her expression, especially when they’d first begun to alternate. Keegan had felt her hesitation, but it had lasted only a second, which he took as a good sign. Now that they’d gotten their rhythm, he let himself get lost in the moment, his eyes sliding over the smooth expanse of her back, the curve of her ass, and the way his cock glided into her again and again.
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