Blane flicked his tongue over her other nipple then tracked it along the curve of her body. He paused at the swell of her hips and nibbled at the tender skin. Keeping his tongue on her, he followed his hands down the side of her, over her thigh, and close to her pussy. Close, but not close enough.
“One of you get between my legs. I need a good tongue-fucking.”
Reese lifted his head, his blue eyes filling with bits of amber. “You’re ours, and we’ll do what we want.”
Before she could utter another syllable, he crushed his mouth to her. The kiss, reminiscent of their first kiss, drove away any thought of control. Slanting his head, he took her mouth, her tongue, leaving her no doubt that he was in charge.
She mewled as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. She halfheartedly tried to fight for dominance in a game of tongue twister, but he soon had her giving in. She was defeated yet victorious at the same time. He paused long enough to draw in air then took her mouth again.
She’d never dreamed two men could want her so much. She’d never dreamed that she could want any man as much as she wanted both Reese and Blane. Whatever the future held for them, she’d treasure their time together for the rest of her life.
Blane trailed his tongue along her leg as he moved to the foot of the bed. Kissing her leg, he edged between her legs and took them over his shoulders. His face was close enough to her pussy to make her pussy weep for his touch. He gave it to her, first by flicking his tongue over her clit once then by blowing a long, slow breath on it.
She broke the kiss apart for much-needed air. “Reese, give me your cock.”
He tilted his head at her in that sexy way he had. “Orders? Again?”
She couldn’t have cared less who gave the orders as long as she got what she needed. She’d beg if she had to. “Please.” Dragging her tongue over her upper lip broke down any idea he might’ve had to refuse her.
Reese straddled her chest and took her breasts. Pushing his enormous cock between her tits, he eased his cock closer to her. She lifted her head to reach for the bulbous tip, and Reese pushed the pillow under her head to help ease the strain to lift her head up.
She flicked her tongue over the end to catch the glistening pre-cum hanging on the tip. At the same moment, Blane pressed his mouth over her clit. Gasping, she brought her teeth down on Reese’s cock hard enough to send him jerking backward.
“Hey, watch it! My cock’s not made of iron, you know.”
She put on a sheepish face. “Sorry. Blane, oh, yeah. Blane just sucked—oh, hell, yeah!”
Reese gave her his cock again. “No more biting. At least don’t bite hard.”
She shoved down a giggle, but Blane’s continued flicking of his tongue over her clit drove away her mirth. She pushed her breasts together, capturing Reese’s dick in between them. The tip of his cock played peekaboo with her as she sucked as much of it inside her mouth as she could. But Reese’s backward movements always drew it back out with a small popping sound.
Blane was driving her insane as he pushed two fingers into her pussy and latched onto her clit with his mouth. He plunged into her as he held the aching soft tissue of her clit between his teeth and lashed his tongue over the tip. Wetness slid into her crack and toward her anus. He pushed his fingers into her pussy, twisting them, searching for her sweet spot. She arched and pushed toward him, encouraging him to keep looking. Yet between Reese sitting on top of her and Blane putting a hand on her abdomen, she couldn’t move much under the torturous pleasure they gave her. Blane picked up speed, moving his fingers faster and faster as he laved his tongue over her clit. Turning his hand over, he found the spot that would drive her over the edge.
She cried out even with Reese’s cock in her mouth, but the sound changed to a long moan as her climax tore into her. Her vaginal walls trembled and tightened as the heat from her release spread upward and outward. She was consumed by the sexual storm, and her body trembled as the whirlwind blew though her.
She cried out again, whipping her head side to side as Blane kept his mouth and fingers on her and Reese squeezed his cock between her breasts. The sound of Blane lapping her cream sent her body into smaller shudders like aftershocks of the tremendous earthquake that had started it all.
Reese twisted around to watch his brother drink her cream. “I’m about to blow here, bro. Let’s change this up.”
She growled when Blane pulled away from her pussy. “No!”
Blane sat up but kept his hand on top of her mons. “Change it up how?”
Reese swung his leg away from her and grinned at both of them. “Like this.”