Chapter Four #2
single problem with their relationship.
Was she looking for that kind of relationship?
Brooke stroked him, her fist tightening slightly as she
leaned over and ran her tongue over his cockhead.
The sensation sizzled through his body. “I know this is
going to surprise you, but it’s been a while for us. Well, me at least since
apparently Shane has been using costume dramas to get laid.”
His brother groaned because Brooke was tonguing him now.
“That was two years ago, but he’s right. It’s been a long time for us. At least
six months.”
She frowned up at him. “Are you telling me you haven’t had
sex since you started working at the G?”
He growled and reached for her hair, tugging it slightly
from the base of her neck. “I answer nothing if you’re not playing. If you want
a Q&A, we can sit down and talk.”
“Bossy,” she complained but she sucked his cockhead behind
her lips. Her tongue worried the underhead and
threatened to make him lose it.
He concentrated on the question she’d asked. It was that or
animal facts, and he’d already gotten in trouble with those once tonight. “No.
We’ve worked, and sometimes we come into town, but we haven’t found a
girlfriend.”
“We haven’t found anyone we wanted. Not this way,” Shane
corrected. “Anyone but you. As we tried to show you last Christmas.”
“I wasn’t…” Her words hummed along his skin, making his eyes
threaten to roll to the back of his head. “…in a good place. I’m still not.
Guys, I’m not dating material, but I wouldn’t hate enjoying this while I’m
here.”
He bit back a groan as she ran that tongue all over his
dick. Every lick made his body pulse with anticipation. Her words should give
him pause, but all he could feel was pleasure. They could sort the rest out
later. Sex could bind her to them. He would bet she was like a lot of women and
if they were intimate often enough, her heart would get involved.
“I can handle that,” Bay replied. Lied. Well, it wasn’t a
lie since he fully intended to handle it because it was becoming more and more
obvious that Sawyer was right and all was not well in Brooke’s castle in the
city. Something was up, and he was going to get to the bottom of it. But for
now, he had set them on a good footing. She didn’t seem to mind his need for
control. “Cup my balls, Brooke. I want to feel your hands on me.”
His spine tingled when she obeyed him. He glanced down and
caught sight of her watching him.
Powerful. This made her feel powerful. She didn’t know it
yet, but he could make her feel like the goddess she was.
“Finish him off, Brooke,” Shane commanded, his voice hoarse.
“Finish him and then we’ll figure out a way to make that loft bed work. I want
inside you.”
He did, too, but they would have to take turns until they
got her pretty asshole ready for them. He twisted her hair and pushed his
pelvis forward. “You heard him. We’re going to take you upstairs and fuck you
all night.”
He hoped the bed wasn’t a twin.
She settled in, and he watched as Shane moved behind her. He
knelt down, and his hand disappeared between her legs.
“That’s right, baby,” Shane urged. “Keep going and I’ll keep
doing what I’m doing. When you swallow him down, I’m going to eat that pussy of
yours and then you’re going to take my cock like the good girl you are. You’re
going to take all of it. You’re going to spread yourself wide and wrap your
legs around me and show me all your sweet spots.”
Oh, he was going to learn all of them. They would explore
her body and become experts at making her scream, and then they would show her
how much they could add to her life. But she didn’t want to hear that right
now. So he used words she could appreciate. “And then when you think you can’t
handle another second of pleasure, you’ll take me, too.”
She groaned around his cock and then seemed determined. She
sucked him until he couldn’t see straight, and he felt his spine stiffen as he
emptied himself into her mouth.
She whimpered even as she swallowed him down, not missing a
drop.
When he stepped back, he could see why. Shane had his thumb
on her clit as he fucked her with two fingers. Her body bowed back, giving him
full access, knees splayed wide. Her breasts bounced, and even though he’d just
spent himself, his cock stirred again.
She came on a breathy moan.
It was time to show her how much more they could give her.
* * * *
Shane sucked his fingers in his mouth and bit back a
sigh. Her arousal was a tangy taste on his tongue, and he knew he was already
addicted to her.
His second thought was that this place was small, and he was
going to have to get creative.
He didn’t have his kit. He hadn’t been that optimistic. He’d
kind of thought he would have to ease her into kink, but she was right there
with them, her eyes wide and curious and now sleepy from the two orgasms they’d
given her, but they’d been little things. He could do so much better.
“That was fantastic,” she said with a slightly loopy grin.
“I think I might be super kinky.”
He knew she was kinky. He needed to show her that it was
safe to be exactly who she was. He got the feeling she was hiding so much.
“I’m going to need for you to grip the rails of the ladder.”
Shane could see how the ladder that apparently led to her bed could be useful.
Though it would be hard to carry her to bed. They were going to have to figure
something out. Hopefully they didn’t hang off that tiny bed.
Though it would mean they had to cuddle.
“Like this?” She moved to the ladder and pulled it out so it
was on an incline. The whole place seemed well designed for function in such a
small space. He oddly didn’t feel overwhelmed by the living area. It was
smaller when the ladder was out. She leaned over and gripped the rails and
looked like his every wet dream. Her hair was around her shoulders, the tips
brushing her nipples like they were playing hide and seek with him. Her pussy
glistened with her arousal, and there was still lust in her eyes.
“No, baby. He wants you like this.” Bay turned her,
positioning her, bringing her legs back and arms down so her backside was in
the air.
Pretty ass. Shane moved in, putting a hand on her hip and
moving it across the globes. It was time to start preparing her for more than
just tonight. He couldn’t tempt her the way he thought he would—with soft words
and promises of courtly dates. She didn’t want that. But he could show her what
she did want. “You think this is only for tonight, right, Brooke?”
“It’s all I have,” she replied quietly, some of the sweet
lust in her tone fleeing.
He wasn’t doing it to bring her down. She had so much more
to give. “No. I think you have several nights. You’re not going back to New
York for a couple of weeks. I can’t do everything I want to you tonight. We
can’t have you the way we want.”
Her head turned slightly, and there was a hitch to her
breath. “Together. Both of you.”
It wasn’t a question. She knew what they wanted, and it was
clear she was curious. “Both of us. But unless you can tell me you have
experience and this place is stocked with lube, that can’t happen tonight.”
He put a hand on one of her cheeks, caressing her there.
“Oh.” She breathed the word out, and her hips rolled like
she sought his affection with her every move. “No experience. Despite my family
history, I’ve never had two men, and the few boyfriends I’ve had were fairly
vanilla. I’ve never tried any of this before. It feels like you’re going to
spank me.”
“I would like that very much.” He wanted to do everything to
her. All the glorious, filthy things he’d ever had go through his mind, he
wanted to explore with her. “But you see how putting such a short time on this
is restricting. I need to work a plug into that little asshole of yours. I need
to play with it. I need to teach it so it opens to my cock and lets me in
because it knows how much pleasure I’m going to bring you.”
“I can’t be your girlfriend.” She said the words, but he
felt the hesitation.
“Let us in at night,” Bay whispered. “If you can’t stand to
be seen with us during the day, let us in at night.”
She stood and turned to him. “It’s not that.”
And gave him the perfect excuse to spank her.
“Did I tell you to move, Brooke?”
She stopped, her eyes going wide. “But I…”
“If I only get one night with you, I want you to play my
way.” He had zero intentions of this being one night. He wanted all the nights
she was here. It was the days he would have to negotiate. “And that means when
you’re naked and I’ve given you an orgasm, you obey me.”
For a moment she looked like she was going to argue with
him, and then she turned and settled back into her position. “I was only trying
to say it’s not that I’m embarrassed. It’s just that you and my brothers do not
get along. After all, you went after their wife.”
Ah, there she was. He’d been waiting for the sassy girl to
show up. She’d been sidelined by orgasms, but she would find her way, no doubt.
“That was a job from Stef Talbot, baby. If you want to rail at someone, rail at
him. We had just met the man, and he was helping with Bay’s art career. Not
that there’s much of one.”
“I have a showing at the end of summer,” Bay argued.
He had zero head for business, and that was okay. Shane had
a point to make. “I’m going to spank you, Brooke. If it’s too much, tell me and
I’ll find another way to get my point across.”
“I just…” she began.
And he slapped her ass. A light tap, but it brought her up
on her toes and had breath huffing from her. “We gave your brothers some hell
at the request of Stef, and it did what he intended for it to do.” Another
smack. This time to her right cheek. “It got them to move and make a claim on
Rachel, and now they’re happy. Well, some of them are happy, and one of them
seems to be in a perpetual state of pregnancy, like a lot of the women around
here. Is it in the water?” One more smack and her hands tightened on the
railing.