Presley Ann was sweet like butter cream, tangy and silky like fresh ripe peaches, decadent and purely erotic as her orgasm had crested. His heart pounded as he consciously slowed his breathing, the air puffing from his mouth against the soft flesh of her abdomen.
She had nothing to be embarrassed about, he thought, as he traced the spot where her waist flared out to her hips with his fingertips, grinning as she shuddered in reaction and broke out in gooseflesh.
Her scent was made lusher by the hint of milk on her skin as he leaned forward and brushed his lips against the underside of her breast. The flesh was firm and warm under his touch, and his cock throbbed insistently when he brushed against her thigh.
Need turned into raging lust as she rubbed her palm against his erection and whispered, “I want more. I need more.”
Kendry’s groan, matching his own, told him that she was addressing them both and glancing down, he realized she was giving his brother the same stimulation. Kendry looked up at him and Jared saw the same blank look in his eyes. They hadn’t discussed in depth the finer points of sharing a woman yet, and the “oh shit” look in Kendry’s eyes made him regret not being more presumptive.
She tugged at the button on his jeans and said, “Now, please?”
He looked into her wide blue eyes. She squeezed his cock through his jeans as she rubbed. Cognizant that he needed better control, he placed his hand over hers, stopping her teasing. “You’re sure?”
“I didn’t let you get me naked for nothing, Jared,” she said with a soft giggle as she lifted her hands over her head and stretched. His dick nearly unzipped his jeans itself as she arched her back, lifting her succulent breasts invitingly, and made a needy, moaning sound.
Kendry lay down alongside her, gently stroking one of those gorgeous breasts and said, “We’ve been to see the doctor recently and were tested. We’re clean but if you want us to use condoms—”
“I started taking the birth control shot at my postpartum appointment. I nurse exclusively right now so I’m covered. I want to be skin on skin with you. I don’t want to chance waking Whit, so could we make love out here? The fireplace will make it warm enough.”
Just the thought of making love to her by the fire sent a wave of heat through his torso.
Kendry had made room for him earlier as Jared had paid attention to her pussy and brought her to orgasm, and he was also the one who’d suggested their continued visits to Divine after the first one. Kendry had also followed his lead where Presley Ann was concerned, so when Kendry looked up at him, he nodded. Kendry’s grin was characteristically wide and obvious, and he didn’t hesitate.
She made an appreciative purring sound as they removed their clothing and reclined on either side of her. He’d never been involved in an encounter like this with his brother, and if he’d ever wondered what Kendry’s presence would do to his erection, he wondered no more. Kendry’s cheeks were flushed with arousal as he gazed down at their woman, stroking a hand up her inner thigh, his thickened cock twitching and looking very hard as he lifted her thigh just above the knee to make room between them. Firelight flickered against her swollen, delicate flesh, revealing the way her arousal seeped in translucent droplets from her opening.
His own cock responded, aching and throbbing, and he breathed deep to slow his reactions down, not wanting to release just from the visual stimulation. Kendry’s naked presence did nothing to dampen his need and then a thought occurred to him.
Getting Kendry’s attention, he held up an index finger and strode as quickly as his raging erection would allow, being extra careful to not make a sound as he passed through his bedroom to retrieve the lubricant he’d recently purchased from the master bathroom. He paused to listen to the baby and smiled with gratitude as Whit sighed softly and slept on.
Kendry had taken advantage of the delay to tease and kiss her as he stroked her clit, driving her arousal even higher, judging by her sounds of pleasure.
At the opening snap of the lid, Kendry glanced up and held out his fingertips as Jared showed him the bottle. “Good thinking,” he whispered as Jared poured some in his outstretched hand. He looked down at Presley Ann and said, “I know you want this, but we don’t want to chance hurting you.”
Jared tried to discern the look in her eyes as she switched her gaze between the two of them and smiled. Was she surprised? She nodded and spread her thighs more widely as he applied the lubricant to her already slick flesh. Her obvious trust firmed his resolve to be gentle with her. Hot monkey sex might be what his inner horndog wanted but she came first.