Please give us a chance, Brylee. I know this isn’t conventional, but we will do everything in our power to make sure you are the happiest woman on the planet.
Chapter Eleven
Brylee
I could barely process my own thoughts when I got back to my apartment. I was on my way home from work—I wasn’t expecting to be ambushed by Jett and Rand. It might not have been a complete ambush, but it felt like it after what they told me. They wanted me to date both of them, and then Jett kissed me. I wasn’t mentally prepared for it, and I certainly wasn’t mentally prepared for Rand to kiss me too. I wanted Jett to kiss me so badly before he pulled away the last time we’re together. I felt like I was living in a dream while it was happening. I didn’t regret the kiss—either of them—I was just confused by the feelings erupting inside me. I needed time to process it and work through things in my head. If I hadn’t run when I did, there was no way I would have been able to stop things from escalating. My desires were crushing my inhibitions too fast. My heart was still beating hard in my chest. My lips were still tingling. My body was trying to tell me to go back. It took everything inside me to resist.
I have to make sure I’m ready for this, and right now—I’m not so sure.
It was much easier to fantasize about the two of them than to actually stare down the barrel of that reality. I never imagined they would ever put something like that on the table. I thought my indecisiveness had ruined my chances, not doubled them. Jett and Rand were unbelievably hot and they kissed me with more passion than I had ever felt in my life. Once my thoughts stopped spinning out of control, I settled down and tried to rationalize what they offered. I had no idea if I could actually fall for two men. It was fun to hang out with them. They definitely turned me on. Was that enough? What could kind of relationship could we really have? I couldn’t exactly show up in Cedar Grove with two guys and tell my parents I was dating them both. Not unless I wanted my father to drop dead on the spot—or maybe my mother would do the honors first.
I just need to sleep on it. The fact I’m not shutting the door in my mind tells me that I need to think about this—I really do like them.
The darkness didn’t bring any new clarity. They haunted my dreams. Their lips were a taste of heaven, and I was the girl lucky enough to have paradise twice over. As amazing as my dreams were, I woke up with just as much uncertainty as I had when I crawled into bed. I showered and got ready for another day of work. I still hadn’t received a response from Dana. I wasn’t sure if that was a good sign or a bad sign. If she was innocent, I felt like she would have messaged me back. Had she really fabricated everything she showed me, and if she did—why? She seemed to be happy at Dunkirk Accounting. I didn’t know what kind of ulterior motive she would have for messing up the Russo account.
I guess I should withdraw the applications I sent to the other accounting firms. The last thing I need is for someone else to call my boss about one of them.
I put the final touches on my makeup and filled my coffee cup before heading for the door. I was a few minutes later than normal, but I would be able to make it to work in plenty of time since I usually left early. I stepped into the hallway, locked my door, and when I turned around—I nearly dropped my coffee cup. Jett and Rand were standing in the hallway with determined looks on their faces. They weren’t casually hoping to say hello before I went to work. They were waiting for me. I couldn’t exactly blow past them because they were blocking my path. Whether I was ready for it or not, I was going to have to talk to them.
“Good morning, beautiful.” Jett took a step forward and smiled.
“The most gorgeous woman in the world.” Rand grinned and tilted his head.
“I need to go to work.” I started walking towards the empty space between them.
“Please just give us a second” Jett held up his hand to try and get me to stop.
“Okay.” I nodded and sighed.
“We’re not asking for a decision right now, and we don’t want you to make one—yet.” Rand’s grin became a little more serious. “We just want to put something out there.”
“Friday night.” Jett’s smile widened. “Stop by, have dinner with us, and watch another one of Rand’s atrocious movies.”
“Or any movie you want to watch.” Rand shrugged. “You can choose it, we just want to spend some time with you.”
Why do they have to be so—reasonable.
“No pressure. If it ends up being three friends hanging out, then we’ll drink beer, eat popcorn, and have fun.” Rand nodded quickly.
“Can I think about it?” I looked back and forth between them.
“Sure.” Jett took a step to the side. “That’s all we’re asking for.”
I hurried past them and quashed my desire to look back at them when I got to the elevator. They didn’t seem to harbor any sort of ill will towards me for running away from the night before. As if I needed any sort of reminder that they were perfect. They didn’t even hate me. They put their hearts on the line after a bad relationship because they liked me, and all I did was run as fast as I could. Perhaps I was a fool for letting my own thoughts get in the way of something that could be more amazing than I ever imagined. I had time to think about it. I didn’t have to make my decision immediately. I could mull everything over while they haunted my dreams and toyed with my fantasies. I had no idea if I was brave enough to fall for two men, but I wasn’t willing to completely rule it out—not yet.
Work was really quiet after my meeting with Mr. Smith. If Dana had never told me what she found, I would have just assumed everything was normal. I did my best to push it to the back of my mind. She didn’t respond to my message on Facebook. I checked it several times and her Facebook messenger had been active, so I knew she should have seen my message. I sent one more just to be safe and saw the confirmation that it was seen, but there was still no response. I hated that I had nobody to talk to about what she told me, but I was afraid of discussing it. If she was up to something nefarious, I didn’t want to be involved. If she was being truthful, then it didn’t make sense for her to ignore me and get fired without reporting it to the SEC. She would also have a pretty significant lawsuit against Dunkirk Accounting for wrongful termination. As worried as I still was about the situation, I had something bigger on my plate for Friday night—something that could impact the rest of my life.
Friday night
I left work as soon as I could and went back to my apartment to mull over my evening. I really did like Jett and Rand. I loved hanging out with the twins. They made me laugh, and when I was near them, I couldn’t ignore the way my body reacted. All of that was before they kissed me. Their lips set my world on fire. There was no way I would ever be able to forget the way their lips felt against mine. I decided that I was going to go to their apartment and hang out with them. I knew what that meant. I couldn’t show up and toy with their emotions. The instant I stepped through that door, I would be making a commitment to at least try what they offered—dating two men. There was no way for me to get them out of head without seeing it through, and it was my only opportunity. If I turned them down, I would always wonder if I gave up something that could have been as amazing as they were.
Okay, here goes nothing.
“You came.” Jett smiled as he opened the door.
“I did.” I stepped into his apartment and looked into his steel-colored eyes. “Where’s Rand?”
“He’s finishing dinner.” Jett motioned towards the kitchen.
“Almost done.” Rand walked into the living room.
“Good—so are you going to kiss me or just leave me standing here wanting one?” I grinned and bit down on my lip.
I didn’t have to tell them twice. Jett pulled me into a tight embrace and quickly kissed me. My lips parted and his tongue started to ravage my mouth. All of the internal chaos faded and I just melted into that kiss. I gasped when Jett finally pulled away and Rand picked up right where he left off. His kiss had more fer
ocity—more passion. There was a hunger that begged to be satisfied and it was almost primal. My pulse raced and my head spun with fireworks going off in rapid succession. When Rand finally pulled away, my pussy was wet and tingling while filthy thoughts ran through my head. I wanted those lips—somewhere else. I quelled the thoughts in my head once dinner was ready and I was seated at the table.
“Alright, let’s dig in.” Rand walked into the dining area with a plate of Chicken Cordon Bleu and a side of steamed broccoli.
“Wow, you made this?” I looked up at Rand in surprise.
“It’s been a while since I cooked, so hopefully I haven’t lost my touch.” Rand returned with three beers and put them on the table before sitting down next to me.
“We’ve gotten a little lazy recently.” Jett chuckled and nodded. “It’s usually easier to pick something up.”
“You didn’t have to go all out for me.” I stared at the food and picked up my fork.
“You’re worth it.” Rand leaned forward and put his hand on mine. “Hopefully this will just be the first of many meals we share together at this table.”
“Maybe I can make something for you too—now that I have a kitchen full of stuff thanks to what you gave me from the last storage locker.” I smiled and nodded.
We had a brief discussion about the storage lockers that we were going to be clearing out on Sunday, and they started naming off things they would love to find. They told me about the woman they rescued that stopped by the station and how they hoped to put some stuff aside for her. Their generosity was heartwarming. I was already touched by how they talked about their mother and tried to find stuff for her. They really did seem to be the nicest guys I had ever met. After we discussed the storage locker, they asked about my job and how things were going to Dunkirk Accounting. I told them a little bit about Dana, and it was good to talk about that with someone. They both agreed that it was strange, and thought I was probably making the right decision to keep it to myself since she hadn’t responded to me.
“So, I have to ask.” I lifted my beer and took a sip. “Jett and Rand?”
“That’s us.” Jett tilted his head to the side.
“I mean, those are pretty unusual names. Are they short for something?” I raised an eyebrow inquisitively.
“Yeah—about that.” Jett’s lips formed a thin line and he chuckled under his breath. “You have to swear that you’ll never call me this…”
“Don’t tell her your real name, bro.” Rand leaned back and chuckled. “You’re going to ruin this before it gets started.”
“Okay, now I have to know.” I tilted my head to the side.
“Our mother.” Jett sighed and shook his head. “She’s a wonderful woman, but naming us wasn’t one of her finest moments.”
“My name is fine.” Rand continued chuckling and shrugged his shoulders.
“She decided to give us family names and I was named after my great-grandfather. Unfortunately, his name was Jethro.” Jett grimaced as soon as the words left his mouth.
“Jethro?” I couldn’t even stifle my laugh. “You have to be kidding.”
“Yep. I didn’t even make it through elementary school before the other kids were making fun of me on a daily basis.” Jett’s grimace spread to the point his chin twitched slightly.
“It was pretty brutal.” Rand nodded quickly. “One weekend, we decided that we were going to change that, and after a little discussion, we came up with Jett.”
“Yep.” Jett nodded and his grimace faded. “I still got teased a little bit, but once I got people to start calling me Jett, it stuck.”
“That’s very clever. I’ll admit, I like Jett a lot more than Jethro.” I reached for my beer and sipped it again.
“Yeah, and once Jett had a cool new name, I couldn’t be Randall anymore.” Rand shook his head back and forth.
“Randall isn’t too bad.” I shrugged and put my beer down beside my plate.
“He was the lucky one.” Jett chuckled under his breath and took a sip of his beer. “Our mother still calls us Jethro and Randall though.”
We finished our food and I couldn’t help sneaking in a few Jethro digs before we were done, but I could see Jett didn’t find it very humorous, so I went back to calling him by the name I had always known. We relocated to the living room and Rand popped Sorority Girl Massacre II into the DVD player. I knew it was going to be cheesy like the first one, but I didn’t care. I was just happy to be spending time with them, especially when they sat down beside me on the couch. The sequel was a lot raunchier than the first movie in the series, and they didn’t waste any time getting the sorority girls between the sheets with a frat boy. Once the killer showed up, the scene switched to the university where a student was alone with her professor and I was pretty sure I knew what she was about to do to earn her grade.
“Rand, this movie is truly awful. I think it’s the worst one you’ve ever made me sit through.” Jett put his hand on my thigh and looked over at his twin brother.
“That’s what makes it so great.” Rand chuckled and turned his head towards me. “Do you want to watch something else?”
“No, this is fine.” I looked down at Jett’s hand which started to move further up my thigh. “It’s a little hard to concentrate on anything right now anyway.”
“Oh, am I distracting you?” Jett slid his hand a little further until his fingers were almost against my panties.
“A little bit.” I nodded and bit down on my lip.
Rand decided not to let his brother have all the fun. He put his hand on my other thigh and I started to squirm. I knew there was a very real chance that they would have my panties on the floor before the night was over because their touch was driving me wild. My pussy was getting wetter with each passing second. I wasn’t even sure how sex would work with two men. I never took the time to think that part through when I was trying to figure out if I was going to accept their invitation that evening. I was too focused on the fact that they both wanted to date me. The movie was still playing, but I hardly paid attention until I heard a smacking sound on the screen, which made me look at the screen. The girl was still with her professor, but instead of being on her knees to earn a grade, she was across his lap getting spanked.
Oh god, that’s so freaking hot.
“He’s giving it to her good.” Jett slipped a finger underneath the edge of my panties.
“Yeah.” I chuckled slightly, but then a light moan echoed in my throat when Jett let his finger graze my inner thigh.
“We should do the same thing to you—as punishment for running away from us the other day.” Jett leaned in and pressed his lips to my neck.
“As long as that’s not all you do.” I moaned a little louder.
“That’s definitely not all we’re going to do.” Rand turned towards me and paused the movie. “Are you ready for intermission.”
“Yes.” I gasped and started to squirm when Rand’s lips moved up near my earlobe and he teased it with his tongue.
Rand started to kiss the other side of my neck and I felt my pussy dripping with my desire. Their lips made my skin sizzle and ignited a fire inside me. I couldn’t resist them, even if I wanted to. Jett’s hand moved away from my panties and he squeezed my breasts through my dress. Rand pushed his finger past the edge of my panties and started to lightly caress my clit. I gasped as a wave of pleasure rushed through my body. My hand traced their thighs at the same time, moving up until I felt two very large cocks engorged and ready for me. I wanted them. I wanted them more than I had wanted anything before in my life. My inhibitions were gone and all I could think about was having the two of them ravage my body at the same time.
Chapter Twelve
Brylee
“I think it’s time to take this to the bedroom.” Rand moved his finger in a circle around my clit.
“I agree.” Jett pulled his lips back from my neck and nodded.
“I hope you don’t think we’re going to be this nice on
ce we get you out of this dress.” Rand slid his finger past my clit and pushed the tip into my pussy. “You’re going to see a side of us you’ve never seen before.”
“You belong to us tonight—and when you wake up tomorrow, you’re going to know that two is much better than one.” Jett leaned forward and took my hand as he stood to his feet.
“We’re going to do so many dirty things to you—and you’ll be begging for more.” Rand pushed his finger a little deeper and then pulled it away.
I didn’t think it was possible for them to turn me on more than they already had, but I was wrong. They had a look in their eyes that couldn’t be mistaken for anything but the purest form of desire. I had never had one man look at me like that, much less two. I wasn’t even sure I would have to take my panties off if I stood. They were so wet that they might just slide off my hips before I could take a single step. Jett pulled me to my feet and Rand dragged his fingers along the back of my thighs as I stood. The excitement was building inside me, and pussy was burning with lust. Jett put his hand behind my neck and pulled me in for a kiss that was so fierce I thought he was going to bruise my lips. Rand started moving his hands up my body and then I felt his fingers grab the zipper on the back of my dress.
“I can’t wait to see how gorgeous these curves are when they aren’t hidden by this dress.” Rand slowly slid the zipper down my back.
Jett’s tongue swirled against mine as he continued to kiss me. Rand slid the zipper to the bottom of my dress and then it fell down around my hips. He pushed it past the curve of my ass and let it fall to the floor. Rand’s touch was like electricity on my skin as he grazed the back of my thighs, squeezed my ass, and moved up to the clasp holding my bra. I felt like Jett was going to suffocate me before the kiss was over and my head was spinning when our lips finally separated. Rand unsnapped my bra and I started unbuttoning Jett’s shirt. I wanted to see the rest of his beautiful ink and his gorgeous physique. When I pushed his shirt off his shoulders, my eyes opened wide. He wasn’t just gorgeous—he looked like a gladiator that could have fought a lion in ancient Rome, complete with a few scars that I assumed came from his time on the job.
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