“Holy shit, kitten. You were self-conscious about these?” He chuckled and when she lifted her hands with a frown he stopped her and said, “Jasmine would be the jealous one if the two of you compared notes. Amazing. I want to nuzzle until I suffocate.” He fought the urge to demonstrate his technique.
Her soft giggle was reaffirming as Jared stroked the side of one full, abundant breast with its tight and vividly rosy nipple, and she murmured, “Before Whit came along, there were rumors that I’d had cosmetic surgery done on them but this is all me. I guess I’m self-conscious because that part of me is sort of…”
“Community property with Whit?”
Presley Ann nodded. “If you like them now I wish you could’ve seen them before the baby. My body is not quite my own right now but…I don’t mind. I’m glad you like them.” She laid her hands back at her sides.
Kendry snorted. “Like is such a weak word for what I’m feeling right now, kitten. Any man would consider himself lucky just to be able to look at you.” She gasped as he strummed the pad of his thumb over one nipple, enjoying the way it perked up even tighter.
While she was distracted, Jared coaxed her lace panties off of her hips and she moaned softly as he tugged them down her thighs and her calves and out from under her feet. Her breathing had gone shallow and her hands fluttered near her hips as though she didn’t know what to do with them.
Hoping they weren’t overwhelming her but unable to stop himself, Kendry leaned over her and kissed the top of her mound, right above her cleft, breathing in the sweet, aroused scent of her.
Jared made a slight growling sound as he applied his lips to her torso and a second later Kendry knew why when she threaded her fingertips into his hair and lightly scratched his scalp, eliciting a groan from him as well as raising goose bumps up and down his arms.
“Guys?” They both raised their heads to look up at her. Presley Ann bit her lower lip and then said, “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable later and I thought you might want to know…”
“Know what?” Kendry asked, made curious by the way a dark blush stained her cheeks.
She bit that succulent lip again and said, “My body is really reactive to stimulation right now and I…”
Jared chuckled softly and said, “That’s good news, I think.”
“What I mean is…”
Kendry kissed her hip, anxious to get back to the little slice of heaven between her thighs that was waiting for his kiss. “You can say anything. We don’t shock easily.”
“I may…leak a little, if…” She lifted one hand to cup a breast. The sight of her slim hand cupping her flesh made his cock grow even harder.
“If what?”
“If I get turned on….if you make me…you know.”
Jared kissed the side of her breast and said, “I hope we’re not making you uncomfortable or shy, in what we’re doing.”
“Not at all. I like it.” A little fire flashed in her eyes. “I don’t know why it’s so hard to just come out and say it. It’s not like I’ve never fooled around before, it’s just that things are a little different now. If you…”
Kendry stroked the curls adorning her mound and said, “If we stimulate you enough to come you’re afraid you might leak a little breast milk?”
She snorted a little. “My letdown reflex can be very powerful if I…”
Jared gave her a crooked grin as he leaned down and gently licked at her nipple and then kissed it. “You’re so sweet all over. What if we were to lick you or stroke your pussy until you come?” She let out a long sigh and Kendry noticed the way her blue eyes dilated a little more.
“Kitten, have you masturbated since Whit was born?”
Presley Ann shook her head but then nodded with a little smile. “I did. I wanted to make sure…” She closed her eyes.
“You wanted to know if everything still worked the way it should?” Jared asked as he tongued the side of her breast just shy of her nipple, drawing a soft moan from her.
“Yes.”
“And? Did it?”
She panted and her back arched as her body tried to follow Jared’s mouth when he pulled away slightly.
She drew in a shaky breath and said, “It was even better, but then I realized I’d soaked my nightgown.”
“You’d be embarrassed if that happened?” Jared asked as he stroked her abdomen.
She nodded. “Wouldn’t you be embarrassed?”
Both he and his brother shook their heads and then Jared slowly rose from the couch. He gestured at the thick line of his erection, clearly visible through his jeans and said, “It wouldn’t bother me a bit, but I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be right back.”