Cass stepped around beside me and gripped the zipper of my dress, dragging it down slowly. The straps slid down my arms, stopping when they reached Boner's wrists.
"You have the most incredible nipples," Boner remarked, leaning back to get a good look.
"Yours aren't so bad yourself," I told him, starting to undo the buttons on his shirt but leaving his tie in place. When I had enough undone, I slipped my hands inside, over his taut abs. Up his chest to tease his nipples.
Jules stepped past us, glancing down at my chest. Then back to my face. "I should…" He started inching away.
"You can stay if you want," I told him. I wanted him here, but if he was uncomfortable with us, I'd let him go. The choice had to be his.
His tongue slid over his lower lip.
"Maybe I'll stick around for a while."
I gave him a smile as Boner lifted his hands from my hips and let my dress fall to the floor.
"Commando," he remarked, taking in my bare pussy.
"In that dress? Of course." I nodded down towards the puddle on the floor.
"If I knew that, I would have come in my pants while we were having dinner," Cass said, before instantly regretting his words. Red crept up his neck and across his face.
Boner leaned over to pat his shoulder. "Same, bro. Same."
"Figures you're a two-pump chump," Jules said, directing the remark to Boner. Either ignoring or oblivious to the fact he basically insulted his brother as well.
"You say that like it's a bad thing," Boner said, clearly not offended. "Have you seen this woman? Who wouldn't be crazy aroused by her? I get hard looking at her little finger.” He grabbed my hand and held it up to show everyone. "I mean, look at that finger." He gestured toward it with his hand.
"It's just a finger," I said with a laugh.
Boner brought it to his lips and kissed it. "It's a beautiful finger, like the rest of you." He paused for a moment before saying, "The rest of you is beautiful, you're not a finger."
Without warning, he ducked down, scooped me up in his arms, and carried me over to the couch.
I only managed a squeak of protest and then he was putting me down and kneeling between my legs. There was no protest left in me when he lowered his face to my pussy and started to devour me like I was second dessert.
Cass sat down on one side of me and, to my surprise, Jules sat down on the other. Both with hungry gazes. When Cass lowered his mouth to trace circles around my nipples, Jules looked like he wanted to do the same.
"It's okay," I told him. "I want you to touch me."
He hesitated for a moment longer, before reaching out and running the pad of his thumb over my other nipple, making it hard enough to slice through his skin.
I quivered. Both brothers touching me in such a sensitive place sent heat straight down to my core. It pooled there, rising with every stroke of Boner's tongue.
"I'm starting to think I'm in the wrong job," Archer said, his voice low and husky. "I should move into writing and directing adult entertainment."
He certainly seemed to be enjoying what he was watching. His suit pants were open, pushed down far enough for him to wrap his fingers around his cock. He stroked it gently and slowly. His jaw clenched like he was trying to hold himself back, while his body desperately sought release.
Slowly, Boner lifted his mouth off me and turned to look at Archer. "Are you saying I should have been a porn star?" He grinned and quickly turned back to lavish more attention on my clit.
"No way," Cass said, lifting his mouth off me and replacing it with his fingers. "I'm not sharing her with the rest of the world."
"There's more than enough porn on the internet as there is," Archer said.
"How much is there?" Jules asked, giving him a sideways glance as if daring him to answer the question.
"Enough," was Archer's response. Either he didn't have an approximate number or that wasn't a priority right now. Possibly both.
Apparently Jules was satisfied with that answer because he looked away, returning his attention to my nipple. That little nub of skin and nerves seemed to be the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen. His gaze was intent there.
