Under Two Billionaire Brothers(6)

“God, Lola, your mouth is so soft, so fucking sweet. I could kiss you all day.” He spoke in-between nibbling and sucking at her lips, causing them to swell as the blood rushed to the surface.

She tilted her head and opened her mouth wider, urging him to slip his tongue back inside, tease her own. He didn’t disappoint and she moaned, pulling him closer and closer until it was like their bodies were fused. She spread her legs and he moved his hips into the cradle of hers until she felt the hard, expansive length of his cock press against her pussy. The very thought that only a few pieces of thin material separated his shaft from sliding into her pussy made her clit tingle and her nipples bead. Legs now wrapped around his hips, Lola rested her heels right above his firm ass and tugged him closer until he was grinding all that hard male length against her.

His hand cupped her breast and massaged the globe. His grip tightened and then loosened. Tightened and then loosened. It was a crazed sensation, and when he took his other hand and mimicked what he was doing to her other breast, Lola made a small mewling noise in the back of her throat. A little voice in the back of her head reared up, telling her what she was doing was wrong on so many levels. This was her boss, for fuck’s sake.

She pulled back from their kiss and sighed as he continued to squeeze her tits. “Wait. Max, we have to stop.” He kissed the side of her mouth and made a slow trail down her neck. When his mouth started sucking on her pulse point she let her head fall back. Everything drifted from her mind except what he was doing to her. It just felt too good to think about anything else.

“This feels too good to stop, baby.” His head continued to makes its way lower until he pulled her top down. Her breasts sprang free, swaying slightly as their restriction no longer bound them. The sound of Max groaning and then latching his mouth onto her nipple caused her to thrust her chest out, shoving as much of the turgid flesh in his mouth as possible.

“Fuck, Lola.” Scraping his teeth across her flesh, he slid his hands down to cup her ass. He thrust his hips forward at the same time he slipped his hands beneath the bottom of her bikini. His hands ran across her bare bottom and she dug her nails into his back. There was no doubt in her mind that there were little crescent marks on his skin. “I am so fucking hard for you, baby. I could drive nails through steel with my cock right now.” The vibrations from his voice on her breasts sent a shot of electricity straight to her clit. “I bet you’d want me to fuck you good and hard right now, wouldn’t you? Yeah, you would. You’d spread these pretty legs and let me shove my dick right up your cunt.” He groaned at his own words and started biting her flesh, drawing it deeper into her mouth until she felt her nipple become long, swollen with need.

Little pants left her at the eroticism of his words. “We should stop.” It sounded lame, even to her own ears. Lola honestly meant to stop all of this, but the pleasure was too addicting. “This is wrong, right?” He made a sound against her body but didn’t make a move to stop. She felt his fingers pull her ass cheeks apart and slip between them, running the pad along her anus and causing chills to race up her spine. She wasn’t a stranger to anal, and if she was being honest she secretly loved a good, hard dick fucking her ass.

“God damn it, Max! I thought we fucking talked about this.” Lola’s eyes snapped open and she gasped when Max slid his finger into her asshole. The fact that Ian had just caught them, yet Max felt the need to keep going, didn’t deter her. No, it turned her on even more.

“We said we were going to go slow and talk her into it. Fucking hell, Max. You couldn’t even keep your damn dick in your trunks while I stepped out for five fucking minutes.” Ian sounded pissed, but from what he was saying Lola almost thought he was jealous that Max started without him. But that couldn’t be right. Could it? The very idea that both brothers wanted her, quite possibly at the same time, had her pussy creaming something violent.#p#分页标题#e#





Chapter Six



Max groaned against her chest and lifted his head to glare at Ian. “What the fuck, dude?”

“What do you mean, ‘what the fuck’?” Ian’s face was becoming a dark shade of red and Lola tried to disengage herself from Max, but he wouldn’t have any of it. “You know damn well what I’m talking about.”

“Um, guys, I don’t know what the fuck’s going on. Mind filling me in?” She pushed on Max’s chest and he finally let her go, but not before he squeezed her ass one more time. She climbed the steps to get out and grabbed her towel. When she had it wrapped around her body she sat down on one of the chairs and waited for one of them to explain.