I blinked and tried to put on a brave face, showing extra bravado. “You can’t do a darn thing from over there,” I informed Cole, raising my eyebrows and spreading my legs wider.
Brent’s lips titled up and he whispered, “That’s just not nice, darlin’.”
I shrugged, and then yelped as Cole flew through the air and landed hard on the bed right between my legs. The bed was still shaking even as he yanked my skirt down over my hips, taking my destroyed panties and garters along with it. I lay there in shock as he raised my rear end and pulled them down to my thighs.
Brent watched his movements as he grabbed my hose taking down those too. He murmured, “You have to get her shoes off first.”
I blinked up at Brent and he stated in a soft, smooth tone, “I told you that wasn’t nice.”
I gulped.
His attention turned back to Cole’s actions. I was naked from the waist down in no time.
Cole’s eyes found mine then. Blue on blue.
They seared me as he ran his hands up my calves to the backs of my knees. Grip tightening, he lifted and pushed my knees all the way to my chest and then out. Baring me for their gazes. I blushed under the ceiling’s lights.
I tried to push back, but he held me firmly, still peering into my soul. Yeah, he was showing me who was boss. Again, I was reminded that he was a dominant male. I shuddered at the intent I saw lying in those blue depths.
I sought out Brent’s gaze, hoping for some help there.
Foolish thinking.
Brent was watching my eyes, too, and even though I pouted real pretty-like, his eyebrows just rose. He was just as dominant as Cole. He grabbed my leg that was closest to him, brushing aside Cole’s hand and displaying me further. My eyes popped wide open and he grinned devilishly before transferring his gaze to my core.
He groaned, his jaw clenching. “Cole, I have to taste her. Give me a second.”
“Hurry up,” Cole rumbled in a hoarse tone, his eyes now stuck on my exposed nether regions. “I’ve been dying to do this.”
I trembled, watching as Brent leaned down, his blond curls obscuring his face, but I could still see his strong jaw opening. Feel his breath against my heated flesh as he lowered his mouth. He flicked his tongue over my plump nub and I jerked.
“Hold her,” Brent demanded. An undeniable order.
Both tightened their grip, and Brent’s slick tongue took a slow glide through my folds. My eyes rolled back in my head. On his second glide, I shook. On his third, I cried out.
“Time’s up,” Cole murmured, “You’ll get your chance later.”
Brent flicked my clit one last time and then rose above me, still holding one of my legs wide. He licked his lips, eyes closed in pleasure as Cole settled down between my legs. Cole didn’t watch my face. He stared at exactly what he wanted.
Brent’s eyelids lifted. He whispered hoarsely, “You’re going to taste how good you are, darlin’.” His mouth lowered to mine just as Cole’s lowered to my core. Cole didn’t start out sweet and slow; he immediately latched on to my clit and sucked, flicking his tongue back and forth over the tiny nub.
I screamed and jerked against the instant onslaught of sparking vibrations streaking from my core and warming my belly, giving Brent the perfect opportunity to plunge his tongue inside my mouth. And I tasted myself as he had proclaimed. Brent’s tongue tangled with mine as I arched and cried out, Cole adding a finger to his sensual exploration, twirling it around my opening.
I gripped Brent’s curls and pulled his mouth harder against mine and tried to grind against Cole’s mouth, but I couldn’t move the way they held me down.
Brent pulled back, yanking on my hair so my throat was bare to him. He licked and kissed down my jaw to my neck as his thumb ran back and forth over my frantic pulse. His lips traveledto my ear and I groaned, shaking in a blaze of dual sensations. He sucked and nibbled on my earlobe and I jerked hard, crying out.
Cole quit teasing and pushed me farther, thrusting his finger inside and sucking firmly on my bud.
I screamed and bucked against their hold.
They showed no mercy. Instead, they pressed for more. Brent’s hand slid under the top of my bodice and pinched my nipple, tugging gently as Cole added a second finger. I thrashed under them and threw my hands above me to the headboard, and pushed. My shove allowed me to grind against Cole’s mouth.Yes!
Cole grunted. “Fucking keep her still,” he demanded before pulling his fingers out and thrusting his tongue inside my channel.
I was able to push again before Brent grabbed my hands and held them with one of his own over my head while he yanked the cups of my bodice down, exposing my breasts. He bent over me, keeping pressure on my hands and taking one of my nipples inside his mouth, suckling in forceful pulls.
I whimpered and when he moved to the other breast I managed to yank a hand free. I struck quickly, running my fingers down Brent’s stomach and dipping beneath his jean line. No underwear. How fortunate. I gripped his cock quickly so he couldn’t yank back and started stroking him.
