Hott and Ready (The Hott Brothers Book 2)

by Leah Sharelle

  Entering my room, I slammed the door shut then quickly threw the lock, grateful that I was paranoid about living alone once Dad passed and had Hendrixx add locks to every room in the house. Hendrixx may not respect a closed door, but he couldn’t get in if I locked the bloody thing. A little time banging and pleading to be let in might do him some good, give him time to think about what I shouted at him in the pen, for everyone else to hear as well.

  Shaking my head in annoyance, I started to strip out of my clothes as I walked past my bed to the bathroom. My shirt came off first, leaving on my bra, my jeans proved to be more difficult. In my lousy mood and haste to get under the shower, my feet got impossibly twisted in the legs of the denim.

  “Blake!” A pounding fist banged on my door, heralding the great Hendrixx Hott.

  “Bugger off, Drixx, I’m having a shower before I get stuck into you,” I shouted back, standing on the legs of my jeans to remove them. Why did I have to wear tight arse jeans? They may make riding and working on the farm easier, but removing them while pissed off, not so much.

  “Open the fucking door Blake, don’t make me ask you again,” he threatened, banging his fist again.

  “In your dreams, hot stuff.” Poking my tongue out at the closed door like a juvenile, finally wrenching the jeans off, I stomped to the bathroom and turned on the water and waited for it to warm up. The noise from outside my door suddenly stopped, giving me hope that maybe Hendrixx decided to give up when a loud bang and the sound of splintering wood came from my bedroom just a few feet away.

  “What on earth—Ahhhhh Hendrixx!” I screamed when the man in question appeared in the doorway of the bathroom, his face thunderous until he saw my entire. I watched in utter rapturous wonder at the instant change in his expression, gone was the anger and replaced with downright arousal.

  Dressed only in an apricot lace bra and matching thong, I stood transfixed as Hendrixx openly ogled me, his gaze eating me up. He had seen my breasts, well he had once pulled my bra cup aside to lick one nipple, but he had yet to see them unbridled. My thong left nothing to the imagination, made up of just a small triangle of see-through lace, I thrilled in the notion this was the first time Hendrixx saw me close to naked.

  Resisting the urge to cover myself, I instead lifted my chin and stared back at him.

  “I see you don’t respect a locked door or my request to be left alone,” I challenged him heatedly, but inside my core was singing with the anticipation his hungry look promised. In all the time we had been together alone the last week, never had I seen the pure hunger in his blue eyes. They spoke of his arousal, and I swear I could almost read his mind and what he wanted to do to me.

  Shivers raced from the top of my head to the tip of my toes, then back up to my throbbing core.

  “What are you doing in here Hendrixx, can’t you see I am busy?” I asked him, keeping my voice toneless, pretending that standing near naked in front of him didn’t bother or arouse me one bit.

  “I’m looking at what my every dream is made of,” he rasped, his tongue licking a path across his bottom lip, making me shiver even more.

  “My god Blake, you are the most beautiful sight standing there near-naked and pissed off at me.”

  “I am pissed Hendrixx, everything I said, I meant. Why won’t you let me touch you? Surely going slow doesn’t mean I can’t give you pleasure like you give me in return?” I snapped at him, ignoring the rush of heat spreading through my lower body.

  Hendrixx stepped further into the small bathroom, steam was starting to fill it, and I could only imagine how much hot water I was wasting. Not a good thing to do when you depended on tank water.

  “Baby, there is nothing I want more than to feel your hands and mouth on my hard dick. I fucking want it so bad I go home and jack off every night after being with you.”

  The sound of my harsh intake of breath echoed around us, and I knew right then he was aware that I was visualising exactly that.

  A small smirk graced his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes, instead, I saw apprehension. Why?

  “What is it Hendrixx, what is holding you back? I know you are attracted to me, so it can’t be that you don’t want—”

  “Don’t finish that sentence, Blake,” Hendrixx growled as his fingers went to his belt. “You turn me on more than I could ever possibly put onto words, so don’t piss me off by saying that I don’t want you that way.” As he spoke, he was slowly undoing his belt, the bulge beneath it impossible to miss.

  “You want to know why I have stopped you from reaching inside my jeans and grabbing hold of my throbbing dick? You want to see why I haven’t asked you to wrap those pink, pouty lips around it, and watched you sink down on it, take it to the back of your throat, and swallow down jet after jet of my hot cum?” His dirty words, along with his hand moving to unzip his jeans to hopefully release what’s hidden inside, had my knees buckle under me. I had to quickly lock them to stop myself from falling to the cold tiles.

  “Do you want to know, sweetheart?” he asked again, folding back the two flaps of his open jeans to reveal a thatch of dark blond hair over his bare pubic mound.

  Oh my god, he goes commando! If I was quivering enough with need, seeing that Hendrixx wasn’t wearing underwear got me over and past it.

  Aware, he was waiting for my answer, but unable to form words because my mouth suddenly dried like sand in the desert, all I could do was nod.

  “This is why,” Hendrixx announced, then pulled his jeans down and over his hips, and I swear a gasp left my lips without permission.

  The sight in front of me was nothing short of remarkable and just a bit frightening.

  Hendrixx stood there his jeans at mid-thigh and bobbing out like a proud flag pole was his enormous erect dick. It had to be at least eight inches long with a girth that made my jaw ache just wondering how I was going to cope with it in my mouth. However, it wasn’t just the impressive and daunting sight of his hard penis that was concerning, at the end of the purple and engorged head were four silver balls on the outside of the head that held my attention.

  “Wha—what … what is that?” I blurted out, pointing at his dick like it was a snake ready to strike at me. Which was quite apt considering the way it was jutting out and twitching at me. Licking my lips, I stared harder, not even realising I had moved to be closer to him and it for a better look.

  Hendrixx let out a low painful moan, his dick jerking again.

  “Please baby, don’t lick your lips, he is in enough pain as it is. It’s a piercing, and it is called a magic cross. Basically, it is two piercings, an Ampallang and an Apadravya performed to make a cross around the head,” he explained in a deep voice, his hand going to the base and grabbing hold of it to keep it still so I could get a better look.

  “Why?” I asked, falling to my knees, getting eye level with it, intrigued at the jewellery I had to reach out and stroke one of the silver balls.

  “Um, oh god, sweetheart, fuck. Um … because it is good for the woman and it … oh god helps make the orgasm better, more intense.” His voice shook, and I had to look up at him to see what was wrong. His face contorted his jaw clenched tight and his forehead had a fine sheen of sweat breaking out.

  “Drixx?”

  “Blake, your face is centimetres from my dick, which means your mouth is, I can feel your warm breath on my shaft.” His voice held a warning, but I also heard a plea mixed with it.

  My inner tease chose that moment to come out and play, if I was going to tempt Hendrixx to go further with me, then I had to go further than I ever had in my life.

  “Oh, so if I did this—” leaning forward, I puckered my lips and blew gently on the angry head of his dick, “ and this—” slipping the tip of my tongue past my lips I boldly licked one of the silver balls, making sure to sweep it briefly on his skin, surprised at the smoothness of it.

  “Fuck.” His guttural groan thrilled my lady parts, and now I understood why he liked my moans so much, they were like a
caress to my pussy.

  Empowered by my newfound bravery, I licked at the head of his cock then around the edges making sure to wet the balls as I went.

  “Hmmm, I had no idea it would be so smooth, so warm. What is that salty taste at the tip?” Again Hendrixx growled, his hand still at the base of his cock squeezing hard at the length, what he was doing? I had no idea, I just hoped he wasn’t hurting himself.

  “Pre-cum, it happens during sex naturally. Helps with … fuck … helps the going in easier for the woman. Me not so much right now,” he offered, still sounding pained and aroused at the same time.

  “It’s nice,” I said, swiping at the slit at the top once more, “can I taste it when it comes out too?” The question was barely out before Hendrixx grabbed me by the armpits and hauled me to my feet, his dick brushing against my belly as he pulled me up.

  “Yes, you fucking can taste it, you can have a whole mouthful if you desire, but first,” Hendrixx grunted low before reaching for my shoulders, ripping the straps of my bra from there, and pulling my bra down releasing my breasts, leaving the garment bunched at my waist.

  “Jesus Christ in heaven. Blake, you are a picture of beauty,” Hendrixx breathed, his head going straight for one breast, taking the nipple into his mouth, he pulled it deep into the warm recess, his tongue working in unison to create the most exquisite torture.

  I could feel him squirming around his movements hurried, then I figured out he was getting out of his boots and jeans. Thank god.

  “I didn’t mean to make you feel bad about yourself baby, and while I understand why you went there, don’t you ever doubt yourself again, my feelings for you, or how you affect me, understand? They are beyond contestation even by you, Blake,” he growled around my nipple. Releasing it with a pop, he cupped my mound, his fingers slipping under the gusset, and tugged the lace thong down my thighs, as he did I reached for the clasp of my bra bunched at my waist and removed it.

  “Now, I have to go and knock out all the men that heard you speak about your orgasms before they start imagining you sucking a dick. Everything about you belongs to me Blake, even your sexual desires and frustrations. Got it.”

  Thick fingers brushed over my pussy, giving me a tantalising taste of what was to come. Allowing that monster between his legs did have me worried that it was either going to fit or tear me in half. The latter seemed more likely.

  “Such a caveman,” I squeaked when one finger moved through my folds and touched the most intimate part of my flesh—rubbing back and forth slowly without penetrating.

  “The first thing that will be getting in there will be my cock, not my finger,” Hendrixx promised, pulling a whimper from me when he took his hand away.

  “But first, I need to get you a whole lot wetter.” Picking me up around the waist, Hendrixx walked us back into the shower stall, the water hot and steamy and delicious on my sore body.

  “I had a different kind of wetter in mind,” I laughed, holding onto his broad shoulders.

  “I am not making love to my sexy cowgirl for the first time smelling like cattle, me not you. You smell fucking beautiful, and you taste like—” Hendrixx dropped to his knees, his nose immediately pressed deep between my legs.

  “Hold onto my shoulders again baby, and I will tell you just how you taste,” he growled sending vibrations to that part of me that had never been seen by a man … ever.

  Faster than lightning, I did what he asked and looked down, and a choked sob tore from me at the sight of Hendrixx down there, his mouth so close I could feel his heavy pants of desire.

  The first touch of his tongue was butterfly soft, a gentle tentative lick with the tip. The second longer and followed with a deep moan of appreciation. The third involved his whole tongue flattened and pressing the width of my pussy. Within seconds my knees began to buckle, a fraction after he penetrated my entrance with that clever muscle, and all conscious thought left me, replaced with a tingling sensation I felt all the way to my toes. Hendrixx has made me come, many times, but always with his hand and only over my clothes or sucking my nipples. This though, this was something entirely out of this world different.

  A slapping sound caught my attention in my aroused fogged state, and it took me a minute to work out what it was.

  Oh dear god, he was jerking off while licking me out.

  “Oh fuck Drixx, are you jerking on your—” I couldn’t finish the last word, because a tremor hit me full force at my core, a cry wrenched from my lips as my body shook with intense pleasure, as a warmth spilled from inside me, weakening me in the best kind of way.

  “Drixx,” I breathed, my fingers digging into his flesh so hard I knew there would be marks to go along with the bite that was still visible on his neck from last week.

  “So that is what heaven tastes like,” Hendrixx marvelled, lapping languidly at my wet lips like he was in charge of cleaning me up. And he was, the job belonged to him for the rest of my life if he wanted it.

  Standing up, Hendrixx took my face in his large hands, holding me still.

  “Here, see for yourself,” he whispered, lowering his mouth to mine, letting me taste the musky tang of my orgasm from his lips. To say it was erotic to taste myself was an understatement, to experience it off his tongue and lips skyrocketed the moment to the heavens.

  “Now, you are ready baby, ready to take me deep inside you. So deep, we won’t know where you begin, and I stop.” Lowering himself to the floor of the shower stall taking me with him, Hendrixx sat down on the floor, his legs splayed out, and me straddling him.

  “I can’t wait for us to get dried and to the bed, baby, but you on top will make it easier to take me the first time. This way, you can direct how much of me you can take in.”

  It sounded logical, but the stiff shaft poking at me between my pussy and arse had me doubting him.

  “What if I can’t?” I worried, my teeth catching my bottom lips and biting down on it.

  Hendrixx reached between our joined bodies, urging me to sit up on my knees to give him room to move his hand.

  “This is you and me, Blake, we will learn what is good and what isn’t. But I promise you, sweetheart, everything will be good, because it is us.” His soothing words doing exactly what he meant them to do. Letting my lip free, I gave Hendrixx and nod. Trusting him.

  “Lift up darlin’, let me position my cock at your soaked pussy, then when you are ready, just slide down as fast or slow as you like. I will simply sit here and let you dictate the pace we go at it.” I could hear the strain in his giving over control to me, no matter the situation, Hendrixx insisted on being in charge, going first not because he was the boss but to protect me. He would never ask someone to do something he wasn’t willing to do himself first, it was one of his best qualities, and most annoying. I appreciated his strength to hold back, to allow me to go at my own speed even if it was killing him to do so.

  Nodding my head, I waited until the head of his cock was at my opening, and his hand moved away.

  “And the little balls, they will what? Slide in and—” As I spoke, Hendrixx’s fingers dug hard into my outer thighs, a low growl escaping from his lips.

  “Slide down on me and find out for yourself Blake, I assure you it will be great, for both of us.” His jaw ticked and I swear I heard his teeth grinding in an effort to control himself from taking over and impaling me on him rather than letting me take it slow.

  Believing and trusting him, I looked right into his eyes, the water from the showerhead raining down on him, his short hair dripping as was his short beard, and he never looked more handsome in my eyes. A look of pained pleasure graced his perfect face, his strong jaw clenching more as I lowered myself down.

  I only managed to get the tip in, but the balls were in, and my god did they feel amazing. Four small, silver balls no bigger than a stud earring had my pussy clenching tighter than Hendrixx was clenching his jaw.

  “Oh, I see what you mean,” I marvelled, lowering myself even more, the
n halting when the soft pleasure turned into a sting. The silver balls I could definitely feel pushing against my walls, it was surprisingly enjoyable, a weird massage almost.

  “Oh shit,” I gasped, “ Hendrixx, it’s hurting,” I whimpered, lifting up, but Hendrixx grabbed me by the hips and stopped me.

  “Breathe, sweetheart, give yourself time to open more, here spread your knees a little further, and lean back on my knees, like this.” Drixx gently spread my legs further across his hips, the slippery tiles and the water making it easy. “Now, lean back baby, put your hands on my stomach, use me as an anchor. Then when you feel right lower yourself more, until you are comfortable,” Drixx instructed me, his words coming out in short sharp pants.

  “Are you okay? Is this too hard for you?” I worried that I wasn’t doing it right, being my first time and all, but I knew this wasn’t his and doubt crept into my head that he wished he was doing this with someone who had more experience and didn’t need verbal direction how to have sex.

  “Never better, sweetheart, my dick is being sucked into your tight warm pussy, your gorgeous breasts are right here in my face. And most importantly, you are all mine, all your beauty is all fucking mine.” A look of pure bliss backing up his declaration.

  Nodding at his assurance he was all right, I did as he said and planted my hands on his hard abs, feeling his knees behind my back, I let him push me back until I felt them holding me like the back of a chair.

  This different position helped my hips fall slowly down, my hands really acting like an anchor just like he promised.

  “Oh, oh, oh, wow, you are in more now,” I breathed, fighting my natural instinct to get away from the pain and pushed through it instead.

  “Yeah, I can feel it too baby, don’t take too much if it hurts,” Hendrixx warned, but when his hands left my hips and covered my breasts, I just about lost it.