Love Under Two Benedicts(28)

Then again, he’d also like to be considered lusty.

The town being named what it was and all.

Matthew grinned and dropped his clothes. Using a gentle hand, he pulled the sheet all the rest of the way off Kelsey. Asleep, she looked sweet and innocent. The soft play of her long lashes against her cheeks, the very light dusting of freckles across her nose, and the slight smile kissing her lips all came together to make one package that was simply irresistible.

His cock already bobbed against his belly, hot and hard and needy. He took a moment to grab a condom from the bedside table and roll it into place. Then he bent down over Kelsey and began to kiss her feet. He moved his tribute up her body, lips and tongue tasting her and slowly, so slowly, waking her.

“Mmm.”

“That’s my line. You’re very, very tasty, Ms. Madison.”

“Matthew.”

His name had emerged on a breathless sigh and damned if that didn’t make his cock even harder.

“Yes. Matthew.” He said the words against that lovely little dimple.

“Steven?”

He didn’t want to tell her his brother was likely out shoveling horse shit. So he only said, “Later.”

He knelt on the bed, straddled her, and used one of his knees to part her legs. With his tongue, he caressed the crack of her ass, giving her flesh lavish attention as she moaned and squirmed.

He bit her ass, his bite not completely gentle, then licked away the sting. Apparently, she really liked that for she began to move her bottom, looking for more attention. Before long, she raised herself up onto her knees, a tiny whimper escaping her throat.

“Sweetheart, are you awake?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

Matthew dipped then surged up, his cock brushing against her ass then sliding down and around until he caressed her pussy lips. One more nudge and his dick plunged all the way into her cunt.

“Ah!” She shivered and then moved, working her inner muscles to squeeze him while he began to thrust in her. Her hot, wet sheath felt so good. The rippling around his cock aroused him so much, he didn’t know how long he could keep from coming.

“You feel so damn good.” He bent down and placed tongue kisses against her neck and the shell of her ear, chuckling when she shivered in response.

“Please!” She raised herself right up on her knees, the needy sounds coming from her telling him how close she was to her own climax.

He rested his weight on her just a little and reached under her with one hand. He stroked her slit with his fingers, and she tilted her pelvis toward him. Her clit stood up, eager little thing, and he grabbed it between his forefinger and thumb and squeezed it gently.

“Come with me, baby. Let go and fly with me.”

Her scream of completion pushed him over the edge. He slammed into her and held himself deep and tight against the bud of her cervix.

As he felt his seed explode from his body, he imagined, for one moment, that he filled her with life.





Chapter 10



“You sure have been smiling and humming lot in the last few weeks.”

Kelsey looked up from the chicken and dumplings she was preparing for Lusty Appetite’s Sunday buffet. Tracy had begun filling the cream puffs they’d made that morning with fresh whipped cream. It was nearly twelve-thirty. The restaurant opened for the Sunday buffet in just under two hours. In the corner, a radio turned to low volume played country hits.

Kelsey hadn’t realized she’d been humming along with the radio, but now that Tracy mentioned it, she shrugged.

“I guess I have. Probably because I’ve been in a pretty good mood the last few weeks.” That was nothing less than the truth. These last few weeks, she’d been feeling better rested than she had in years and more energetic, too. She almost felt…normal.

Tracy said, “I would be in a pretty good mood, too, if I was having regular sex with two incredibly hunky men.”

When Kelsey felt her eyes go wide, Tracy laughed. “Yeah, I know they’re family, sort of, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have eyes. Those particular Benedict brothers are Grade A Texas Prime.”

Kelsey grinned. She certainly couldn’t deny Tracy’s assessment. Neither could she deny that sex with two hunky men likely accounted not only for her good mood but her sleeping better, too. Although she’d gone into this ménage relationship with a lot of pent-up sexual frustration, she’d had some doubts, as well. She’d doubted it would take long for her sexual appetite—never very huge at the best of times—to be sated. She’d doubted it would take long for the men in question to get tired of her, or tired of sharing her, or both. She’d doubted people would continue to look favorably on the three of them as time passed when it became known that they were all engaged in a sexual affair.