Page 16 of Vegas with my Brother’s Best Friends

Jackson slots his thigh between hers, the pressure coaxing a moan from her that’s the most delicious sound that I’ve ever heard. He fists her dress in one hand, the other resting on the base of her throat as his tongue enters her mouth.

Cassidy grabs at his black t-shirt, nearly clawing at the material to pull him closer to her.

“Greedy, isn’t he?” I comment to Marcus.

Jackson breaks the kiss to look over his shoulder at us, eyes dark and hungry. “I guess I can share.”

“That’ll be easier to do in a bed,” Marcus replies before stepping back from Jackson to pick Cassidy up, carrying her bridal style to his king-sized bed. He lays her down on the mattress before turning her over onto her stomach. “Hands and knees.”

Cassidy pushes herself up into position in an instant, excitement lighting up her eyes.

“Let’s get this dress off,” Marcus says after unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it to the side. He kneels behind her and finds the zipper of her dress, pulling it all the way down until the fabric is loose around her body. He slips it off, her panties soon following.

I tug off my shirt and unbuckle my belt, drinking in the sight of her bare figure and how incredible every inch of her looks. Even better than every fantasy that has passed through my mind.

I don’t get art as well as she and Marcus do, but she’s a damn work of art.

Jackson remains standing next to the bed, quietly watching as he undresses.

Once I kick off my pants and briefs, I get onto the bed in front of her, my hand slowly working up and down my hardening cock. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Damn. I can’t take my eyes off you.”

Cassidy smiles up at me. “Maybe I don’t want you to.”

I lean down and press a lingering kiss against her lips. “I want to see what these lips can do.”

Cassidy teasingly grazes my bottom lip with her teeth. “Come closer then.”

My cock aches as I move to stand in front of her, my hand still working the base. I step closer until her lips can wrap around the head, a wave of pleasure immediately washing over me.

“Oh, fuck.”

Cassidy hums around me, the vibrations stealing the breath from my lungs. She knows exactly what she’s doing.

Marcus kisses her lower back as his hand disappears between her thighs, coaxing a moan from her that I feel every second of.

“Whatever you’re doing, keep doing,” I tell him as I run my fingers through her hair, pulling the long strands back from her face as she starts to bob her head.

“She feels so good,” Marcus groans as he thrusts his fingers into her. “She’s soaked.”

“She was last night at the speakeasy,” Jackson comments as his hand disappears into his briefs. “I knew she was turned on.”

I peer down at her as she takes another inch of my cock in her mouth. “Is that true? Were you thinking of us doing this to you last night?”

Cassidy holds my gaze as her lips slide up and down my length. Freckles look so damn good on flushed cheeks. She hums her answer.

Marcus moves his hands to her hips, holding her steady as he sinks his cock inside of her.

She nearly chokes on me, her eyes widening as she takes every inch of him too.

“Good girl,” Marcus praises her as he rubs her hip to comfort her. “You took me so well. Think you can handle more?”

“Mhm,” she moans around me, mouth full.

I flash Marcus a grin. “Now, she’s the one being greedy.”

“I definitely don’t mind,” Marcus replies before pulling out and thrusting back in.

I tighten my grip on her hair, slightly rocking my hips to push my cock deeper. The pleasure is ramping up more and more by the second, building within me to the point of explosion.