She closes her legs and stands from the bed, giving Ben a cursory glance and he smiles at her. His hands at his side, not touching himself.
“I think I’m over dressed for the occasion.”
Kate smirks at me, unbuttoning my shirt diligently, as she slides it over my shoulders. Her palms are warm, her touch gentle and sweet as she moves to my pants, using the same precision as her big blue eyes look up at me.
Her undivided attention is a turn on, just as much as sharing her is going to be.
“You like being good, don’t you?” I ask.
“For you,” she says, tugging down my underwear, letting my aching cock spring free.
I stare at her for a long moment. Is this side of her just for me? Does she lean more dominant, but for me she’s willing to bend?
The thought has the tip of my dick weeping with want as I turn her around, so she’s looking at my brother as I palm her pussy and kiss the soft spot on her neck.
“You ready for this? You want both of us?” I ask, pushing her dark hair to one side, placing more kisses against her throat.
Ben looks between Kate and me, a mixture of turned on and confusion taking over his features.
“I want both of you,” she whispers as I push down her panties, and she kicks them off of her legs.
“Then go suck Ben’s dick. I want that ass high in the air for when I decide to fuck you.”
Her breath hitches, but she does as I ask, crawling onto the bed, dragging her nails over my brother’s legs gently before placing a kiss at the tip of his dick.
“You earned my mouth on you, didn’t you, sweet boy?” she says to him as he pushes her hair to one side, smiling down at her.
“I sure fucking hope I did,” he jokes and her tongue swipes against the slit of his head, making him shudder.
She’s soft with both of us, but with Ben, it’s different. It’s that dominating gentleness that I know that he craves. Yet, against my touch, she gives me the supple subservience I need too.
It’s why we made this arrangement, it’s why we needed her forgiveness. We work sexually. It doesn’t have to be anything more than that.
Kate listened to my directions, her ass high in the air as she rests most of her weight on her elbows as she toys with my twin.
It’s fucked up, but as I watch them, I can almost put myself in his shoes. I can picture him as me, with Kate’s mouth wrapped around my cock. It’s not jealousy that rattles through me, just more want.
Instead of holding myself back for a second longer, I join them on the bed. My hand grips her thigh as my mouth presses against her ass, placing kisses before biting the round, soft flesh.
She moans against Ben’s cock and the back of his head thunks against her headboard.
My bruise on her ass is long gone and I hate it.
The barely there teeth marks will disappear in a few short hours and it doesn’t feel like enough. It feels like if I don’t have intangible evidence that I fucked her, that she was mine in that moment, then it isn’t real.
“I’m going to mark your ass, baby,” I say, the term of endearment slipping out of my mouth against my will. I give her a moment to disagree, to protest, and she doesn’t.
Perfect, sweet, acquiescent Kate.
I take the flesh of her ass back into my lips, sucking, reddening the flesh, before sinking my teeth back in. Her backarches, and her thighs quake, but she doesn’t tell me to stop, nor does she stop touching Ben. She just takes what I give her, not a single protest slipping off her tongue, only blissful sounds of pleasure.
I admire my teeth marks on her ass, knowing I’ll be jerking off to the imagery for the foreseeable future, just like I did when I spanked her ass red.
My fingertips grip her hips as I line myself up with her pussy. She’s dripping with anticipation, ready to go completely as I thrust into her with one go.
She gags on my brother’s cock and he helps pull her off, like the decent man he is, but I don’t relent. Her ass bounces against my thighs and I watch as her asshole tightens as I fuck her from behind.
I want to fuck her there, too. I want to show her how good it can be, because I’ll always make it good for her.
