Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 55305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
“Look at you,” I murmur, letting my voice drop low. “All pretty and trembling already. You been thinking about this, haven’t you, sweetheart?”
Janey’s cheeks flush hotter. She bites her lip, eyes flicking from me to Brookes and back. “Maybe.”
Brookes steps in closer behind her, letting her feel the heat of him. “It’s okay, honey. You can be honest. You walked out on that porch knowing exactly what you were asking for.”
She shivers visibly. Good girl. I like that she’s nervous. Her surrender will be so much sweeter.
I lean down and brush my mouth along the side of her neck, right where her pulse is hammering. “Don’t worry, Janey. We’re gonna take real good care of you tonight.”
“Yeah?” she whispers, a little eager, and a whole lot hopeful.
“But first…” I pull back to meet her eyes. “You’re gonna let us look.”
Her breath catches. “Look?”
“Yeah.” I slide my hands up, hooking my fingers under the hem of her camisole. “Slow. Let Brookes see how pretty you are when you’re getting worked up. He’s been watching you all night from the shadows like a starving man. Show him what he’s been missing.”
I tug the fabric up and off in one smooth motion. Janey’s arms come up instinctively to cover herself, but I catch her wrists gently and pin them to her sides.
“None of that, pretty girl,” I say, soft but firm. “Let him see. Let us both see what you’ve been hiding from us.”
Brookes’s gaze drags over her bare breasts, hungry as a wolf. Janey’s nipples are exactly as I imagined them; a dusky rose, already peaked tight. My brother makes a low sound of approval that Janey responds to with her own.
“Fuck, look at those pretty tits,” he practically growls. “Perfect. Begging to be sucked on.”
Janey moans, her thighs pressing together. I’d put good money on her being slippery down there already.
I praise her because she deserves it. “That’s it. You’re an obedient little thing, standing here letting two men stare at your beautiful tits. You’re doing so well for us already.”
I cup one breast, thumb brushing over the nipple until she gasps. Brookes leans against the wall, watching as I work her, taking in every little reaction. The way her head tips back against my shoulder. The soft, needy sounds she makes when I pinch hard enough to hurt. How her hips start rocking, already searching for friction she hasn’t earned yet.
“Easy,” I tell her, kissing the corner of her mouth. “We’ve no intention of rushing tonight. Gonna edge you nice and slow until you’re dripping and begging. Until you understand exactly who you belong between.”
Brookes nods, his gaze lingering. “And then we’re gonna share you. Fill you up until you’re so gone you don’t know whose cock is making you come.”
Her thighs quake at that. I catch her, grinning against her skin.
I turn her toward me and ease her shorts down next, leaving her completely bare in the warm barn light. She’s got a sweet little patch of honey brown curls at the apex of her thighs, but her pussy lips are bare and glistening. I groan at the sight.
“Jesus Christ, Janey. Look how wet you are from a little kissing and touching.”
Brookes makes a rough sound of agreement. I ease her back toward him. “Hold her open for me, brother,” I say, as he hooks one arm around her waist from behind, holding her while I drop to one knee. I spread her thighs gently with my hands, thumbs stroking the soft skin there.
Brookes doesn’t hesitate. He slides his free hand down, parting her folds with two calloused fingers so I can see every pink, shiny inch of her.
Fuck.
I tip my head and meet her gaze. Her lips are parted, and her eyes are half closed as she trembles with anticipation. I like making her wait even though I’m starving to tongue her swollen little clit.
I lean in and drag my tongue up her slit in one long, slow lick.
Janey cries out, hips jerking. “Mason. Oh god.”
I pull back immediately. “Ah-ah. None of that. You take what we give you tonight quietly. We don’t want to disturb the others.”
I lick her again, slower this time, circling her clit with the tip of my tongue before sucking it gently between my lips. She tastes sweet and musky. Perfect. I could feast on her for hours, burying my face where she’s warm and sensitive.
Every time her breathing starts to hitch, and her thighs begin to tremble like she’s close, I ease off. Pull back. Kiss her inner thigh instead. I encourage Brookes to tease her nipples with his rough fingers before I take another turn, licking broad stripes and then stopping to blow cool air over her heated flesh until she whines.
“Please… please.”
Every begging plea and whimper sends a fresh surge of blood into my cock until I’m leaking precum and throbbing to the beat of my heart.