Chapter Five
When Bristol came, it was with completeabandon.
Keegan wasn’t sure he’d ever heard anything quite so …carnal. And completely unexpected.
From where he stood, they were just getting started, yet this beautiful, sensual creature had orgasmed from two mouths being on her at the same time. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that, because it left him reeling and more than a little off-kilter.
Not ready to release her, Keegan held her against him and stared down into Bristol’s face. Hers was relaxed, her eyes closed, her breaths soft and rapid as she leaned into him. Thankfully the bed wasn’t far away because the last thing he wanted was to break the intensity of the moment while they relocated to a horizontal position.
With little effort, he moved them closer then gently eased her down on the mattress before crawling over her and positioning himself beside her, Kaden joining them on her other side. While he wanted to give Bristol time to come down from the hedonistic high, he couldn’t. He was completely enraptured, eager to make her orgasm a few dozen more times before this was over, and in order to do that, he couldn’t relent.
When Kaden zeroed in on her mouth, Keegan shifted to his knees at the end of the bed, positioning himself between Bristol’s thighs. She was still mostly dressed but that didn’t matter to him. Right now he wanted to feast on those luscious tits, to see if he could make her come from his mouth alone the way Kaden had.
Leaning over her, he licked one nipple then the other, alternating between the two while she writhed beneath the onslaught. He didn’t rush, wanting to ease her back up to that peak once more. Or at least he tried not to rush. It didn’t help when her fingers weaved into the longer hair on the top of his head, holding him to her breasts while she thrust her chest upward.
She wasn’t what he expected, he would admit. Yes, he’d fantasized about Bristol, but Keegan figured that was more because she’d evaded them for so long. In every one of those fantasies, she’d been sweet, almost innocent. Making love, not succumbing to the libidinous pleasure. With his imaginary Bristol, there hadn’t been these sensual moans or the urgent pleas and whimpers. The fictional encounters had always been slow and gentle, and he wondered why he’d thought Bristol wouldn’t be capable of passion. Probably because he’d wanted to believe that.
He tended to want what he couldn’t have, which made it seem all the more appealing. He couldn’t count the number of times they’d gotten a woman between them only for his desire to ebb far too quickly. By judging Bristol, he’d likely been presumptuous in his attempt to protect himself from the potential hurt. His desire for her certainly wasn’t diminishing now. He had a renewed sense of purpose, his objective to make this night memorable, to give her what she so desperately seemed to need.
“More, Keegan,” she pleaded. “I need more.”
At the sound of his name, he lifted his head to find she was once more kissing Kaden while her hand urged his head lower.
Never one to disappoint a woman, Keegan trailed kisses down her stomach while he worked free the button on her jeans, easing down the zipper. He wasn’t quite as gentle when he tugged the denim down over her hips. With her wriggling, they managed to get them off, and he took a moment to admire her in the white silk panties and nothing else.
She was a tiny little thing, much smaller than he’d thought. Bristol somehow managed to camouflage her body with the oversized shirts she wore, because beneath was a smaller bone structure and some lovely curves. Which he greatly appreciated. Her breasts weren’t overly large, but they were a handful. The indention of her waist gave way to generous hips. He loved her hips, something to hold on to while he drilled her from behind.
He could’ve stared at her all day, but not right now. As it was, his mouth was watering with the need to taste her, to bury his face between those trim, toned thighs and feast for hours.
Keegan didn’t bother removing her panties; instead, he pulled them aside so he could see the glistening folds of her pussy. When he did, her back bowed, her hand reaching for him while her mouth remained fused with Kaden’s. He observed the pair momentarily, watched as his brother devoured her mouth while his fingers plucked her nipples. With his eyes on them, Keegan lowered himself to the mattress, shouldering his way between her thighs, and let his breath fan her soft pink flesh.
He gave her a tentative lick to see her reaction and it was exactly as he expected. Bristol’s back bowed again, arching up from the bed. When she came back down, her hips were thrust upward, her pussy rising to meet his mouth. Evidently, she knew what she wanted, and he’d be damned if he would deny her.
Settling in for the long haul, Keegan curled his arms around her legs, spreading her wide and holding her in place while he pressed a kiss to her smooth, hairless mound then worked his way along her slit. Alternating between gentle flicks of his tongue and light presses of his lips, he waited until she was moaning softly, her hips gyrating, a silent plea for more.
So he gave her more.
In fact, Keegan feasted on her like a starving man. He worked her clit with his lips and tongue, bringing her to the brink. When he could feel the tension in her thighs, he fucked her with his tongue, pushing in as deep as he could go while she rocked against him. Never did he let her get quite to the point of orgasm. Not because he wasn’t eager to hear her come again but because he wasn’t ready to stop. Hell, he could’ve remained right here for the rest of the night, tasting her sweetness, hearing her insistent whimpers.
He kept right on until Kaden’s hand slid down between her legs, his fingers pushing inside her. Keegan watched his brother penetrate her for a second before repositioning so he could resume sucking on her clit, the two of them giving her what she was begging for. With Kaden fingering her and Keegan offering an all-out sensual assault on the swollen bundle of nerves, it wasn’t surprising when she came this time.
Their names were tumbling from her lips, shouted on a strangled, breathless moan. Not just one name but both, which meant Bristol was right there with them, aware it wasn’t just Kaden, not only Keegan who was mastering her body. Both of them.
“Please, Keegan … Kaden!” she cried out. “I need more.”
Well, hell. When she asked so nicely…
They gave her more. Keegan took over with his fingers while Kaden launched up off the bed. With the sound of clothes rustling, Keegan positioned himself so his mouth could find hers once more. Part of him expected her to push him away. After all, his mouth had just been buried in her cunt, and some women weren’t keen on kissing after the fact.
Not Bristol. Her arms went around his neck, pulling him closer while her tongue dueled with his. To keep from falling on top of her, he had no choice but to remove his fingers from the tight clasp of her pussy, planting his hands on the bed and holding himself over her. He kissed her, long and deep. Tongues, lips, and teeth clashed while her hands began roaming over him.
His shirt was removed, then those deft little fingers moved on to the button on his jeans. It was then that Keegan broke the kiss, lifting his head so he could meet her gaze. He let her continue, sucked in a breath when cool, smooth fingers found his rock-hard cock. She stroked him, their eyes locked together in those few heated seconds before Kaden joined them on the bed.
Feeling a bit unsettled by the intensity of that moment they’d shared, Keegan pulled back, handed her off to Kaden while he got to his feet. He needed a minute, which he spent disrobing completely, getting a condom, rolling it on. He watched the pair of them. Kaden was far gentler with her than Keegan had been but that was generally the case.
Oh, his brother was capable of the same intensity, but he had a better handle on it than Keegan.
And right here, right now, he had a feeling that was what Bristol needed.
