Holidays With the Walker Brothers (15 page)

“Are
you wet, Jessie?” Brendon asked a few seconds later, finally breaking the
silence.

“Yes,”
she said on a moan. Braydon’s arms had wrapped around her, his palms cupping
her breasts easily at first, the slight scrape of his work roughened hands
making her nipples pucker.

“You’re
so fucking hot,” Braydon whispered in her ear. “Touching you is the best gift I
could’ve possibly received.”

Another
chill got loose, racing down her body and making her knees weak. Leaning back
against Braydon’s big, warm chest, Jessie let his heat soak into her.

Brendon
lifted one of her legs, slowly slipping her shoe from her foot before doing the
same to the other. When her feet were planted firmly on the floor once more,
Jessie was several inches shorter than she originally started out, but Braydon
didn’t seem to be bothered by the change. He continued to trail his lips over
the sensitive skin of her neck.

“As
much as I love this outfit, I really want you naked,” Brendon told her as he
unhooked each clip currently holding up her stockings. Once he’d eliminated
those as an obstacle, his fingers slipped into the sides of her panties and
slid them down over her legs. The cool air was a shock to the warm, needy place
between her thighs, causing Jessie to suck in a breath.

“I
think I’ll leave these on for a little while,” Brendon said, his hands gliding
up over her stockings. Without telling her what he was doing, Brendon slipped
his hand behind her knee and lifted her leg before propping it over his
shoulder. She was now on display, just inches from his face, her other leg
turning to mush as she tried to keep herself upright. Had it not been for
Braydon holding her from behind, Jessie was sure she’d have been a puddle on
the floor by then.

“I
love that you keep this bare,” Brendon said, the backs of his knuckles grazing
over her mound before his fingers separated the folds of her pussy as he moved
in closer. She could feel the warmth of his breath against the sensitive tissue
with every word he spoke, and she wanted to beg him to get on with it.

Jessie
felt Braydon shift, his body pressing closer as he rested his chin on her
shoulder. Both of them stared down the front of her body, watching as Brendon
moved in closer, his tongue darting out to tease her. He was obviously making
sure they had a perfect view. When Brendon’s eyes met hers again, he drove his
tongue deep, forcing her to fall back against Braydon in order to get him
closer.

“Oh,
yes,” she whispered. The warm rasp of Brendon’s tongue against her pussy was
heaven, and combined with the gentle suction from Braydon’s mouth once again on
her neck, she knew this was going to result in sensory overload.

“Such
a pretty pussy,” Brendon said, his fingers separating her folds even more
before he lapped at her with his tongue.

Her
body was on fire, her skin smoldering from the intensity of their touch, her
pussy aching with the need for more from them. And yet, Jessie knew all too
well that rushing either one of them wasn’t in the cards she’d been dealt. They
liked to take their own sweet time and the worst part about it all…

She
had come to crave this like a drug.

♂♀♂

Brendon

Since
the moment he opened his eyes that morning, Brendon had been waiting for this.
He had crawled out of bed in a foul mood, and he knew there was only one way to
remedy that. Luckily for him, he didn’t have to be the one to call Jessie. He
had needed her though, but once again his pride – or maybe it was just his
conscience – had gotten in the way.

But
now that she was here, standing almost entirely naked in his living room, he
couldn’t seem to remember what had put him in a bad mood in the first place.

She
did that to him though. He could get lost in her body for hours. He craved her
responses, wanted to push her to the edge again and again, waiting for her to
beg them to send her over. And based on the way she was trembling just from
their touch, she was right there with him this morning.

Releasing
her clit from his mouth, Brendon sat up again, sliding two fingers into her
warm, wet pussy as he watched Braydon fondle her nipples with his fingers and
thumbs. Jessie’s head was tilted back against Braydon’s collarbone, her chest
thrust forward as her hips undulated. God, she was so damn sexy.

Forcing
himself to stay in the moment, Brendon had to keep busy, not wanting to let his
thoughts wander because as he had noticed, he was easily distracted by a particular
memory that was better left forgotten. That woman wasn’t here. She wasn’t
Jessie and quite frankly, Jessie deserved a hell of a lot more from him than
just a mere fuck because she was convenient.

“I
want to see you sprawled out on the table,” Brendon stated, reminding her of
how this had all started. As he expected, Braydon easily released Jessie and
stepped back, helping her down to the table in front of him. “I think it’s time
to switch places.”

Braydon
didn’t say a word, just moved around the table until he was situated between
Jessie’s firm thighs. Brendon made his way down to the opposite end and knelt
on the floor beside her head, lowering his mouth to hers. His lips hovered just
above hers as he looked into her eyes. “Now it’s our turn to give you your
Christmas gift.”

Jessie’s
smile and the gleam in her eyes made Brendon’s cock swell even more. She was so
damn beautiful and so fucking sweet. Brushing a lock of her hair behind her
ear, he slowly lowered his lips to hers, licking along the seam of her lips
before delving inside. As much as he wanted this to be sweet and tender,
Brendon needed more than that. He needed her to give him everything she had so
he could get lost in her body for a little while.

When
her hands clutched the back of his head, her fingers spearing into his hair, a
spark of pain ricocheted down his spine but was quickly replaced by
overwhelming pleasure.

Jessie’s
sexy little moan vibrated against his tongue, and Brendon felt her as she
thrust her hips, obviously trying to get closer to Braydon’s mouth. Breaking
the kiss, Brendon stared down at her, watching the euphoric expression as it
spread across her face.

“You
like that?”

“Yes,”
she whispered back, her eyes closing as she continued to thrust her hips
upward, grinding against Braydon’s mouth.

Brendon
let his gaze drift down her body, watching as his twin feasted on Jessie’s
pussy. He wanted to watch her come, wanted to witness that point where she
leapt right over the razor sharp edge that separated elation from ecstasy. And
she was close. The way her chest heaved, her fingers tightened in the hair at
his nape, she was damn close.

“That’s
it, baby. Let it feel good. I want to watch you come,” Brendon whispered to
her. “Come for us, Jessie.”

Rather
than say a word, Jessie’s entire body tightened, her muscles locking as her
climax consumed her, a piercing scream echoing through the room.

So
fucking hot.

He
needed her mouth on him.

Dropping
to the floor beside the table, Brendon pulled Jessie along with him until she
was on all fours above him.

“You
have too many clothes on,” she informed him, although he was all too aware of
his state of dress and he couldn’t agree more.

“Take
them off of me,” he instructed.

Jessie
cocked her eyebrow, clearly unimpressed with his order but to her credit, she
smiled back at him and then did as he suggested.

Once
he was naked, Jessie was back over him. As she started to climb his body, he
reached down and gripped his cock, his eyes locked with hers. “I want your
mouth on me. Put that sweet fucking mouth on my cock, Jessie.”

He
saw her visibly tremble as she leaned over and pressed her lips against his
stomach. Still holding his throbbing cock in one hand, he slid his fingers of
his free hand into her hair, not directing her, just simply touching her.

“Fuck
yes,” he moaned as she trailed her tongue downward. When she was close enough
for him to feel the warmth of her breath against the engorged head of his cock,
he held his breath. God, even that was fucking hot. The way she teased him,
tormented him by pausing. She definitely made him work for it.

“Suck
me, Jess.” He wasn’t past begging either, and if she didn’t make a move soon,
he was going to lose it.

In
his peripheral vision, he saw Braydon undressing before joining them on the
floor of the living room. Thank God they had carpet or this would’ve been
uncomfortable. The coffee table was shoved out of the way, and then Jessie
moved.

Brendon
craned his neck to see Braydon now lying prone on his back, his head once again
between Jessie’s legs as he continued to feast on her pussy.

“Oh,”
she moaned, her head falling back, her neck straining as her eyes closed.

When
she looked back down, her blue eyes were lit with her passion. And when she
leaned over and wrapped her lips around the head of his dick, Brendon’s head
nearly exploded.

♂♀♂

Braydon

Braydon’s
body had a mind of its own, but he insisted on focusing on Jessie. The way she
was grinding her pussy against his mouth told him he was doing something right.
And he managed to console himself by running his hands up and down the outside
of her thighs as he slid his tongue deep inside of her. But he wasn’t going to
last much longer. He needed to be inside of her.

“Fucking
hell,” Brendon groaned, and Braydon could imagine Jessie sucking him deep in
her mouth. He knew exactly what it would feel like, the way her soft lips would
wrap around his cock, her tongue teasing until his eyes were damn near close to
bugging out of his head.

Another
groan from Brendon, another moan from Jessie and Braydon knew he had to get a
move on. He was going to be inside of her the next time she came.

Easing
out from underneath her, he fumbled around for his jeans until he found the
condom he’d placed in his back pocket. Seconds later he was suited up and
lining up behind Jessie while she continued to blow his brother with fervor.

Leaning
forward, he pressed his cock between her legs, brushing against the slick folds
of her pussy. When his chest was flush against her back, he reached beneath her
and palmed one of her smooth, full tits in his hand. “I’m going to fuck you
now,” he whispered, quiet enough so that only she could hear. “I ache to be
inside you right now.”

Jessie
nodded her head, her back bowing as she pressed up against him. Braydon took
that as her agreement. Without wasting another precious second, he was back on
his knees behind her, the head of his cock brushing against her lubricated
entrance. Taking his time, he slid into her slowly, having to hold her hips to
keep her from slamming back against him. He observed the place where their
bodies joined, loving the way her pussy clutched his cock, pulling him deeper.

Sweat
beaded on his forehead as he held himself in check, not wanting this to end too
soon. No matter what he tried to tell himself, Braydon feared that every time
he was with her it might be his last, and he wanted to savor every second of
pleasure. This woman, she was so much more than he ever would’ve imagined. And
this, whatever was going on here, was so much more than just sex. At least for him
it was.

With
Brendon, he had no idea. He knew his brother enjoyed the pleasure to be found
with Jessie, but the two of them seemed to have resorted back to the friendship
they’d established. Theirs was a mutual agreement – pleasure for the sake of
pleasure. And surprisingly, the emotional distance they’d inserted between them
seemed natural, as though they’d accepted that this was a friends-with-benefits
sort of situation.

For
Braydon, he didn’t want friends with benefits. For the first time in his life,
he wanted a woman all to himself.

And
Jessie was that woman.

When
he was fully sheathed within her body, Braydon ground his molars together,
fighting the urge to pull back and slam into her. She was so fucking tight, so
damn hot. The only thing that could’ve been better was if they didn’t have the
barrier of latex between them because he wanted to feel her smooth, hot cunt
against him. Flesh to flesh.

Considering
he’d never once had sex without a condom, he knew that wasn’t an option. Didn’t
mean he wasn’t longing to feel the blast of her sweet heat directly against
him. But for now, he would take this.

Slowly
sliding out, Braydon kept his hands on her hips, his eyes trained on his shaft
as he retreated, her juices glistening down the length of him. His cock slowly
eased out before he pushed his hips forward slowly, inch by delicious inch he
drove himself back inside of her. The way her muscles gripped him, pulling him
deeper and clutching him tightly made his heart pound and more sweat form on
his brow.

“Braydon.”
Jessie’s plea had Braydon glancing up, his mouth tight as he fought the
overwhelming urge to slam into her. He loved when she said his name.

“Tell
me, baby,” Braydon ground out between gritted teeth.

“Fuck
me,” she begged. “Fuck me hard.”

It
was so damn tempting, but Braydon knew he couldn’t. He could never risk losing
control with this woman. He didn’t trust himself to show her how he honestly
felt and if he allowed the passion to consume him, he’d more than likely give
too much away. It was hard enough to remind himself where his proper place was
in this relationship. He was here for her pleasure only.

“Awww,
fuck!” Brendon groaned. “You’re gonna make me come, Jessie. Fuck, baby.”

Braydon
wanted his brother to come. He wanted Brendon to be finished so he could take
Jessie completely. All to himself. But he knew that wasn’t going to happen.
Brendon was going to hold out long enough for Jessie to come, and Braydon had
better keep up or he’d be left with his dick in his hands. Not that it had happened
before, but he knew it was a possibility.

“Fuck,
yes, baby.” Brendon’s guttural tone was Braydon’s indication that his brother
was close.

Digging
his fingers into the soft flesh at Jessie’s hips, Braydon pulled out and then
slammed into her once, her moan a sure sign of her approval. It spurred him
into action, and he continued to thrust into her, watching the long, slender
length of her back and the way she continued to blow Brendon while she was
being fucked.

“Shit,”
he growled. “Come for me, Jessie.” Braydon hadn’t expected to be so close so
fast, but the intense pleasure he found in her body made it difficult for him
to hold back. “Come for me, baby.”

Braydon
glanced down at his brother, waiting for the telltale sign that he was about to
come and when he saw it, he slowed his movements just slightly.

“Suck
me, Jessie,” Brendon groaned as his body stiffened and Braydon slowed his pace
even more.

As
soon as Jessie lifted her head, Braydon reared back and slammed into her.

“Yes!”
Jessie screamed. “Fuck me harder, Braydon. Fuck me!”

Who
was he to resist that? Braydon slammed into her over and over, faster, harder.
Again and again until his legs were weak and he was coated in a fine sheen of
sweat. And when Jessie’s orgasm erupted, her muscles clamping down on his cock,
the last thread of his control snapped, and he came in a rush, his hips
slamming against her ass.

An
animalistic growl pierced the air and Braydon knew it was him making that
noise. But he didn’t give a shit.

He
was just damn glad that he hadn’t said something stupid…

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