Thrust

by Victoria Ashley

  “Have I overstepped your boundaries?” He nips my bottom lip with his teeth. “Because I can’t seem to keep my hands to myself.”

  I shake my head and rub my hand over his stomach, admiring the feel of his hard body beneath my fingers. “You’re not the only one,” I admit.

  His eyes look down to my breasts before he licks his lips and pulls me down to kiss him. My body instantly reacts to his touch and I find myself forgetting about everything else and just enjoying the moment for what it is.

  He grips my hips and grinds into me as I sit up higher, straddling him. His erection against me instantly gets me hot and I lose all train of thought as he touches me.

  “I love seeing you on top of me.” He pulls me toward him and kisses me again, gently tugging on my bottom lip before releasing it. “I want you to ride me right here in the back of my truck. I think it would be really fucking hot; you know, to sneak around like we all had to do in high school, having sex when and wherever we could without getting caught.”

  I feel a surge of excitement shoot through me at the thought, totally getting lost in his words. “That does sound really hot. Ironically things are so much hotter when there is risk involved.” I can’t help the smile that takes over my lips as he watches me move against him. I’m turning him on and I never thought that would be possible.

  Before I know it, we’re both fighting to get our clothes off and Hunter is reaching for a condom and slipping it on. He never seems to waste any time getting inside me. That’s the difference between him and Kyan. Kyan never seems rushed. He’s into pleasuring me first, while Hunter’s into fucking me hard and fast. They both have me completely satisfied and wanting more. I didn’t realize that was possible.

  I moan out and bite my lip as Hunter lifts my hips and lowers me down to his erection. “You feel so good, Calla. I’ve wanted to do this for days. We can make each other feel good. Okay? Just let loose and enjoy each other’s bodies. Don’t hold back.”

  He tightens his grasp, guiding my body up and down, fast and hard. I feel him working against me each time that I come down, his thrusts bouncing me back up.

  Sitting up, he grabs the back of my neck and continues to rock into me as I grind on his lap, enjoying the feel of him inside me. He feels good, but I have to admit, not as good as Kyan. The feeling is totally different and it confuses me.

  “I can’t believe I’m inside Calla Reynolds. Fuck me.” He fists his hand in the back of my hair and slows his rhythm, making sure that I feel every single inch of him. “I seriously fantasized about this a lot in high school. No lie.”

  I let out a small laugh from his comment, still not able to believe that he wanted me. I never even thought I stood a chance. “Yeah, well it’s a little hard to say no to the Hunter James.”

  He yanks my hair back, tilting my head, and runs his tongue up my neck, stopping below my ear. “Wilder,” he whispers, catching me off guard.

  I freeze above him, panting as I fight to catch my breath. There’s no way I heard him correctly. “Excuse me?” I ask. I have to.

  He pulls me closer to him and starts grinding his hips into me. “It’s Hunter Wilder. James was my mother’s maiden name. I had it changed as soon as I graduated.”

  I swallow hard and place my hands to his chest, but he just continues to rock into me, pleasuring me so good that I almost lose my train of thought.

  “So Kyan . . . ?” Please don’t say it. Please don’t say it.

  He pulls my face to his and looks up to meet my eyes as he thrusts harder into me and stops. “He’s my older brother.”

  “Shit!” I get ready to get off his lap, but he stops me. “Hunter.” I push against his chest in an attempt to stop him. “Kyan is the other guy that I’ve been sleeping with. I had no idea. This isn’t right.”

  He lays me down flat on my back and rotates on top of me as he spreads my legs open, before pushing himself back inside of me. “I know,” he whispers. “Kyan isn’t capable of being in a relationship.” He thrusts into me one more time and stops. “Neither am I. You deserve to be pleasured. Let us do that for you.”

  Hunter moving above me leaves me in a daze, unable to get my mind to work. I should be running away from this. I should be disgusted, but I’m not. I’m completely and utterly turned on. Kyan and Hunter have to be the sexiest brothers to walk this damn earth and I have the pleasure of experiencing them both. At least I can look back on this moment with no regrets, because I didn’t have to miss out on either one.

  I’m so wrong for this, but it feels so damn good.

  “Yes . . . oh yes!” I moan out and lean my head back as he licks his thumb and rubs it over my clit, pleasuring me. “Hunter! Faster. I need you to go faster.”

  He moves faster and harder, biting onto my neck as I shake in his arms. “Oh shit!” He grabs my neck and starts grinding his hips. “I’m about to go. Hold on.”

  He thrusts a few more times before moaning and pushing off of me. His hand quickly comes down to stroke his cock and his other one goes to my left breast. “Holy fuck!” He moans, breathless.

  Damn, he looks so sexy right now. I love seeing a man stroke himself. Hunter is no disappointment to that.

  “That was definitely faster than I hoped it would be,” he says, still working to calm his breathing. “You seem to do that to me.”

  I stand to my knees and grab his hips, laughing against his lips as he kisses me. “I would say sorry, but I’m guessing that’s good on my part.”

  He brushes the hair out of my face and laughs again. “Definitely good on your part.” He kisses me hard before pulling away. “Thanks for coming for a ride. It was so damn good.”

  I playfully slap his chest. “I really don’t know what to say right now.”

  He reaches for his clothes and starts to get dressed at the same time that I do.

  I watch him as he pulls his jeans up. “This isn’t weird for you? I mean . . . I’ve never done anything like this before.”

  He pulls my face to him and softly kisses my lips. “We’ve never done anything like this before either, but somehow you seem to be the exception.” He watches as I pull my shirt over my head. “I hate to rush you back home, but I have a PT session at the gym in thirty, plus I’m afraid that if I don’t get you home to Ryan soon Tori is going to rip my dick off.”

  I get lost in my thoughts on the way home, trying to decide if this is wrong. Hunter says a few things. I just nod and pretend that I’m listening, but I can’t seem to function right now.

  Once we pull up at the door, Hunter gives me a quick kiss and says that he’ll text me soon, before driving off. I stand outside of the building for a few minutes, looking up at the tenth floor, realizing that both men stay up there. The thought causes butterflies to fill my stomach.

  When I get inside and enter the elevator, I look down at my phone to see that I missed a text from Kyan about ten minutes ago. My emotions and thoughts are all over the place as I open it up to read it. My heart’s racing.

  Kyan: Thanks to you. ;) Just got home so jumping in the shower.

  I stand in the elevator and just stare as it opens up to the sixth floor. I can’t force myself to get off, so I push the button for the tenth floor and wait for it to close.

  I can’t go back to my apartment without knowing how long Kyan has known about the other guy being his brother; his younger brother.

  MY HEART IS POUNDING OUT of my chest by the time I reach Kyan’s door. I have no idea how this is going to go. Somehow I feel like I did Kyan wrong. I know he told me that we’re both free to sleep with other people, but I never in a million years thought that I actually would or that it would end up being his brother of all people.

  I wasn’t expecting Hunter to stumble into my life and I definitely wasn’t expecting him to want me in the one way that I have wanted him for as long as I can remember. I feel sort of dirty right now, but a part of me still wants this.

  Taking a long, deep breath, I knock on Kyan’s door and stand
here, tense, waiting for it to open.

  The door opens a few seconds later to Kyan wrapped in a towel with water dripping from his hair and over his firm body. The sight causes me to suck in a breath. He does things to me that no one else does and I’m starting to see that. It’s scary. Not even Hunter has this effect on me.

  “Calla.” He steps away from the door and motions for me to come inside. “Sorry. I just got out of the shower.” He walks over to the fridge and pulls out two beers.

  I watch as he opens both of them and extends one out for me to grab. “That’s okay,” I say nervously, while grabbing the beer.

  Our eyes lock as he tilts back his beer. His eyes wander over my face before he leans against the kitchen island and lets out a concerned breath. “What’s bothering you, Calla? I want you to be able to say it without worry.”

  I walk over to stand in front of him and tilt back a few drinks for courage. “Do you know who the other guy is that I’ve been sleeping with?”

  He stiffens with his beer touching his lips. His forehead scrunches up as he sets his beer down. “Of course I know. He’s my brother, Calla. What’s wrong?” He stands up, suddenly looking on edge. “Has he hurt you?”

  I shake my head. “What? No.” I look up into his eyes as he comes to stand directly in front of me. “So you knew this whole time that the other guy was Hunter and you never thought to tell me that he was your brother?”

  He looks genuinely confused as he grabs my chin. “You said that you guys talked about us. Hunter never told you that I was his brother?”

  I shake my head and try to turn away, but his grip on my chin tightens. “I would never lie to you, Calla. I thought he told you.” He tilts his head back and bites his bottom lip in anger. “That fucking little shit.”

  I swallow hard as I watch him getting all worked up. “He just told me.” I take a sip of my beer, trying to figure this all out. “So Hunter knew before he slept with me that you had already slept with me?”

  He rubs his thumb over my bottom lip and flexes his jaw. “Yes.” He steps closer to me and tangles his hands into the back of my hair. “I only let my brother be with you because I knew I had no right to tell him to back off. All that matters to me is that you’re happy and pleased. I can’t be that for you, so I have no right to interfere with your life.” He swallows and leans down to suck my bottom lip into his mouth. “You deserve to be happy,” he says against my lips. “If being with another man, whether it’s my brother or someone else, makes you happy, then that’s all I want. All I ask is that you stay honest with me. If you want to slap me and call me scum then go ahead.” He sucks my lip again before releasing it. “Do it.”

  I moan as his erection pokes me through his towel. “No,” I breathe. “That’s not what I want. I just . . . I’ve never done this before and I can’t figure out how to feel right now.”

  He leans in and runs his nose up my neck. “Then what do you want? Forget about how you should feel.”

  I say the first thing that my heart feels. “You,” I whisper.

  He slides his hands under my thighs and picks me up. His lips brush mine as he whispers, “Were you just with my brother?”

  I nod my head, feeling ashamed. I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t want both of these men physically; especially brothers, but I do so damn much right now.

  “Then I can’t let you fall asleep thinking about him inside you.” He reaches down with one hand and allows his towel to fall to the floor. “I may have let my brother have his little fun, but there’s no way he’s going to pleasure you better than I can.”

  Slamming his lips to mine, he turns around and sets me on the kitchen island, never removing his lips from mine. I push up on my hands, lifting my butt off the counter. With control, he slowly undoes my jeans and slides them down my legs. “I want to fuck you all over this apartment, Calla.” He kisses me in a way that causes me to feel weak, before he pulls away and bites his bottom lip. “But first.” He yanks my panties down before pulling my shirt over my head and unsnapping my bra, removing it and dropping it on the floor. “I want to fuck you against my shower wall and wash my brother off of you.”

  I find myself falling into him and gripping his strong shoulders as he picks me up and starts walking down the hall. “Kyan . . .” I lean back as he kisses my neck. “I don’t know . . .” I breathe out heavily when I feel the head of his penis poke between my ass cheeks. “Isn’t this wrong?”

  “Maybe,” he whispers against my neck. “But I want to pleasure you so fucking bad right now. I need to be inside you.”

  His lips find mine again as he opens the shower door and turns the water on. The glass door is still frosted from the shower he just got out of, and I can’t help but to feel a rush knowing that we’re about to have sex in his private place.

  With me in his arms, he steps inside and closes the door behind him. He carefully sets me on my feet and reaches for his bar of soap. Starting at my neck, he slowly rubs it over my body, kissing the places that the water has already washed the soap off of.

  He keeps getting lower and lower until his bar of soap is rubbing between my legs, his eyes level with my waist. He rubs it slowly while looking up at me. “I want to taste you . . . not anyone else.” Dropping the soap, he rubs his hand between my folds, cleaning me as the water washes over my body, soaking the top of his head.

  His thumb finds my clit and he looks up through wet lashes, while replacing his thumb with his mouth. I widen my stance, placing one foot on the ledge in the shower to spread myself open for him.

  He runs his tongue along every inch of my pussy; so slow and torturous that I can barely stand it. Every once in a while he stops to lick his lips and wipe the water from his face, and I can’t help but to take notice of how beautiful this man truly is.

  His tongue starts to work faster as his finger slips between my cheeks and brushes over my asshole. I stiffen up, not used to feeling anything back there. “Kyan . . .” I moan out while gripping onto his hair. “I don’t know. I . . .”

  He sucks my clit into his mouth and slowly eases the tip of his finger into my hole, being sure not to give me more than I can handle. I gasp out at the mixture of feelings that takes over my body. The sensation of the tip of his finger slowly entering my ass and his tongue working over the sensitive skin of my pussy has me coming undone faster than I ever have before.

  I grip his hair tighter. “Kyan! Oh yes! I’m coming!” Arching my back, I hold on tight as his perfect movements rock my orgasm right through me. He knows just what to do to make the orgasm more intense than it usually would be from any other man.

  Standing up, he grips his hands into the back of my hair and kisses me mid orgasm. My mouth is open, but I immediately cling onto him as he devours my mouth just as he did my pussy.

  “Did I hurt you?”

  I shake my head and smile.

  “Good.”

  Picking me up, he turns off the water and opens the shower door, stepping out. He doesn’t bother to dry us off. He just walks through the house with us both dripping wet.

  He stops in front of his bedroom door and kicks it open, while claiming my lips with his as if he can’t get enough of my taste. I love that because I can’t get enough of tasting him. I could taste him all day, every day, and never get tired of it.

  “Now, I’m going to fuck you,” he whispers against my lips. I’m surprised when he tosses me onto his bed, not making an effort to be gentle.

  I let out a little squeal and grab onto the blanket when I land. His eyes demand mine as he slowly crawls over me and spreads my legs apart. He scoots me higher and rubs his thumb over my sensitive clit while digging in his drawer for a condom.

  I start to squirm from his touch and I almost feel on the brink of another orgasm. Just watching his face and the way he looks at me is enough to make me unravel.

  Once he gets the condom on, he stands on his knees and looks down at me, while grabbing my ankles, and slowly placing them on his sh
oulders. “Let me know if I hurt you.”

  He positions himself between my legs and enters me in one thrust. We both moan out as he hits hard. I don’t think I’ve ever had a man so deep before.

  He begins to move in a slow, steady rhythm before speeding up, causing me to slam my head into the headboard. I throw my hands behind me and push off of the bed as he continues to take me, hard and deep.

  Watching the way his body moves above mine has me hypnotized. “I’ve never seen a man move his body with such beauty,” I whisper.

  He leans into my lips and whispers, “And I’ve never seen a woman as beautiful as you are, Calla. Always remember that.”

  His lips crush mine and I dig into his back as he pushes in deep and stops. “You feel so good inside me.”

  He pulls out and slams back into me again. “Better than anyone else does?” He sucks my nipple into his mouth before gripping it with his teeth. Pulling his mouth away, he looks back up at me. “Tell me.”

  I nod my head, telling him the absolute truth. “No one else feels this good and it scares me.”

  His eyes meet mine for a second as his jaw steels. I see him swallow and then before I know it, he’s picking me up off the bed and carrying me through the house.

  We end up in the room that we did the photo shoot in, except the walls are now painted blue and there’s a white couch against the back wall, a desk and a couple tables. He walks over to the couch and sets me down on my knees, before bending me forward and shoving himself inside me from behind.

  Gripping my hips, he thrusts fast and hard while rubbing his lips over my ear. The fast rhythm of his breath in my ear and the feel of him inside me has me gripping onto the couch as an orgasm washes through me, once again.

  His hand reaches around, grabs the front of my throat, and pulls my neck back as he throbs inside of me, filling the condom. Once his body stills, he presses his lips against mine, kissing me gently and with passion; passion that I’ve never felt from him before.

  A mixture of emotions cross his handsome face before he quickly shakes them off and lies back on the couch, pulling me with him.