Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44297 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44297 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
“That’s it, pretty girl. Suck my brother. Suck him deep. Damn, that looks so hot.”
His dirty words make my pussy clench around him, and he laughs. “She likes dirty talk, Caleb.”
I stare up at the man whose eyes are glazed and whose legs are trembling. “Yeah? She feels so fucking good.”
“Don’t come in her mouth. You have to feel this pussy. You have to come inside her, too. I want her dripping us everywhere.”
I groan and clench again, the image of their cum overflowing from inside me sending a bolt of forbidden pleasure up my spine.
It’s too easy to slide into pleasure with them, too easy to forget how wrong this is in the eyes of about everyone else in the world. What would the town think of me? Single mom getting fucked by twin cowboys, letting them claim her at both ends. Men who are her stepbrothers. They’d be disgusted. They’d call me a whore. A tramp. A slut.
I know I should care. I have a son to worry about, and my reputation should be an important consideration.
But when Wade kisses down my spine, and Caleb cups my cheek and tells me I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, I can’t bring myself to worry. How can something that feels so totally right be wrong? These men are what I need, and they think I can be enough for them. I can try my hardest. We can be happy together and what we do behind closed doors doesn’t have to be anyone else’s concern. When I’m between them, anything seems possible.
Wade groans, his thrusts becoming irregular, his hands gripping hard enough to make me gasp as his cock throbs inside me. “Yeah, fuck, Joelle. I’m coming,” he groans, and it feels like a victory to make him feel so good his voice doesn’t even sound like his own.
Caleb eases himself from between my lips and bends to kiss me, sliding his tongue deep into my mouth, over and over.
When Wade pulls out from inside me, I’m only empty for a few seconds before Caleb rolls me to my back and climbs over me.
“You ready for this?” he asks, his cock resting hot, heavy, and insistent on my belly.
“Yes,” I whisper, running my hands over his tattoos, beautiful art of horses and sunsets that wrap around his arm; this ranch engraved on his skin for life. “I want to feel you.”
His grin is lopsided. “Pretty sure I’ll feel the same as my identical twin.”
He’s right about his size. When he pushes into me, inch by slow inch, the stretch is the same as with Wade. But when he moves, the difference is stark. Where Wade thrusts hard and deep, Caleb’s movements are more liquid, grazing my clit over and over with the undulation of his hips.
“Fuck, Joelle. You feel like silk around me.”
I cup his cheek. “You feel good, Caleb. So good.”
Wade, who’s recovered from his release, leans in to kiss my mouth. “See, pretty girl. See how perfect this is. See how good we can make you feel.”
“Yeah,” I breathe, my eyes moving from brother to brother, mesmerized by their similarity, their handsomeness, and the devotion clear in the eyes.
Wade latches onto my breast, moaning when my milk lets down. Caleb moans too, at the sight of his brother feeding. His cock thickens, and his hips jerk, and our bodies seize in unison, my pussy gripping his pulsing cock over and over, our mouths open with release.
Caleb slumps to my other side, spent and sweat-slicked. I stroke his dark hair from his brow, smiling so hard my face feels like it’ll crack in two. He laughs, a sudden burst of happiness that I also can’t hold inside. Wade shakes his head as we laugh, his shit-eating grin so sexy I flush with need all over again.
On instinct, I reach between my legs, finding their combined release leaking from inside me. It’s warm and sticky, coating my fingers. Both men rise onto their elbows, hands easing my knees wide, spreading me open so they can look.
“Fuck, Jo. Look at your sweet pussy, leaking and messy.”
“That’s so fucking hot,” Wade growls replacing my fingers with his, forcing the spilled fluids back inside me.
“You’re ours now,” Caleb murmurs, his lips brushing the shell of my ear in a way that makes me shiver. “Full of our seed.”
“One day…” Wade brings his slick fingers to my lips sliding them over my tongue. “One day, pretty girl, when you’ve taken that IUD out, we’re gonna fuck you and breed you until you’re full and round with our child.”
Heat floods me, but so does self-consciousness. I swallow before admitting, “I’m already full and round.”
Wade's reaction is immediate and fierce. “Hell, Joelle. All you have to do is walk past me and I’m done for. All these curves, all this sweetness… makes me lose my damned mind.”