Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
"Drape her leg over your shoulder," I order Liam. "Only one and help me hold her steady."
He gently lifts her right leg from the floor, pressing a kiss to the inside of her knee as he lifts it over his shoulder. "Ah, fuck," he groans, his eyes flaring with heat as they focus on her cunt. "She's so fucking wet. So fucking pink."
"Don't touch her."
"Yes, touch me," Lola whines in protest.
I rake a hand down her body, holding her steady against my chest. "You touched her tits first. I get to play with her cunt while you watch." I slip my hand between her legs, parting her slit. She feels like silk against my fingertips. Jesus Christ. There's no way I'm going to be able to keep this up for long. I need her too much. I know Liam does too. He's already breaking out in a sweat, beads of it trickling down his chest.
I play with her pussy, touching her everywhere while Liam watches through gritted teeth and abject fascination. His tongue swipes along his bottom lip in endless passes as if he's trying to taste her on it. She cries out, rocking against my hand, moaning into the room. Fuck, she's a hot little thing. So effortlessly sexy. Sensual in a way that requires no effort or forethought.
I press a finger into her fuckhole, breaching her for the first time.
"Braxton!" she cries out, clawing at my arms.
Liam snarls my name, snapping at the air like an unruly beast. "Let me have a taste, goddammit."
"You can have a taste when I say you can have a taste." I tease him, making him watch me push my finger into her hole and then pull it out again and then again. I drag it up to her clit, run it in circles around that tight bud, and then move back down to her dripping hole. She's in heaven in my arms, giving herself over to me without reservation. I torment her as much as Liam, one with pleasure, the other with pain. Until he's dripping sweat and she's trembling on the edge, both unraveling, both shaking with the force of their desire.
"Now," I growl to Liam when neither can take any more of my torment.
He lunges like a man on the edge of desperation, burying his face between her spread thighs with a guttural groan. She comes with a sharp, keening cry, shattering what little restraint I have left. Watching him get her off, knowing I brought them there…fuck. This is what I live for now.
"Braxton," she sobs, clawing at me. "Liam. Oh, God. Please. Please."
I snarl a curse and scoop her up into my arms, twisting to lay her out on the bed. Liam's head snaps up, fury in his eyes. Whatever he sees on my face stops him in his tracks. He rises to his feet in one fluid move, striding toward me.
"Together," he growls, clamping a hand on my shoulder.
We crawl onto the bed with her, one on each side. She's still trembling, still moaning. Her moans grow louder as we pry her legs apart and bend our heads to feast. My first lick sends me reeling into some level of nirvana I've never experienced. I lap at her again and then again, only to move aside to let Liam have a turn.
Lola thrashes beneath us, wailing our names into the room as if she's trying to defeat the thunder. She might win. I pry her cheeks apart and touch my tongue to her asshole, tasting her there. Liam growls when he notices and cranes his head forward to lick her cunt at the same time.
Our little lamb really loses her mind then.
She screams and comes and screams. Christ, the way she screams for us.
We're a mess of her juices and our spit, our tongues dancing through her folds and then away, all mixed up in her. There are no boundaries here, not any we aren't willing to cross anyway. Somehow, his tongue touches mine, slipping into my mouth. The kiss is unexpected, flavored in her. Everything is seasoned in her. And somehow, more powerful because of it.
I take control of the kiss, thrusting my hand into his hair to hold his head steady. It doesn't last long, but it doesn't need to. With one simple kiss, the last of our inhibitions fall away. The last of our fears dry up. With one simple kiss, over fifteen years of friendship suddenly become…more. He becomes mine just as much as she is, our bond forged from steel.
They belong to me now, and I to them. Irrevocably.
We break apart, refocusing on Lola. Liam laps at her clit. I work my tongue inside her little fuckhole. Within seconds, she's shattering apart for us. She squirts when she comes this time, spraying us with her juices. It's the sexiest damn thing I've ever seen.