Chapter 12
Chapter
Twelve
Mr. Brayden Lane
Icould tell that my little sunshine was still embarrassed, but my brother had done a good job getting her to relax. I gave him a nod and straightened back up as his hand went to his dick, and my eyes went to her pussy.
Her hand was just resting on her cunt, not moving, so I clicked my tongue and pulled her skirt up higher over her hips and dropped to my knees behind her.
“I told you to get your fingers wet, Sunshine. Be a good slut and move them around. I want to hear some sloshing.”
“Oh god,” she mumbled into the desk, but after a brief hesitation, her little fingers began to move in small circles. I took in a deep breath, taking her scent into my lungs, and knew I’d never smelled anything better in my life. I was instantly addicted.
“That’s it. Now slide a finger in your tight as fuck little hole. Let me see how tight it really is.” My cock jerked in my slacks as her dainty finger dipped just inside the entrance to her cunt, and I imagined the tip of my cock being there instead. “I’m going to fucking love breeding your pussy.”
As I watched, her cunt spasmed at my words, and she let out a gasp mixed with a moan.
I unbuttoned and unzipped my slacks, releasing my aching cock from the tight confines of my slacks and allowing it room.
I breathed a sigh of relief at the release of pressure as I watched Sunshine move her small pink painted nails from her tight opening, then slide them across her juicy cunt.
She must have bumped her clit because she jolted and let out a stifled moan from the pleasure.
The first time may have been an accident, but then she did it again.
Her whole body grew stiff as her fingers began to work tight circles on her little bud.
Slowly at first, and then quicker with a purpose.
With a chuckle, I slapped her hand, and she let out an adorable, shocked squeak. “Oh no, my dirty little Sunshine. I didn’t tell you that you’re allowed to get yourself off. I told you to wet your prefect, slutty fingers, and that was it. Move your hand away from your clit, Sunshine.”
She moaned in protest, and I didn’t miss how she gave herself another little rub as she pulled her hand away.
I tsked at her then gave her ass a sharp smack.
“Such a bad girl.” I admonished. Taking her hand, glistening with her wetness, I led it to my brother’s hard cock.
I wanted that wetness for myself, but I knew my time would come. For now, my brother needed it more.
I stared down at the handprint that was blooming on her right ass cheek and grunted.
“Look at that beautiful mark I left on you. If I could, I’d take you to the nearest tattoo studio and have this handprint tattooed on your ass so my mark would stay forever.
” My voice lowered into a growl as I thought of any man other than me or my brother seeing Emily this way.
“But I’d have to kill a motherfucker for looking at this perfect, slutty ass. ”
I leaned over and licked up the red mark, feeling the heat from it under my tongue, and groaned again.
Then, I bit down hard, making her jolt and squeal.
I looked over to see her gripping my brother’s cock but not moving while Brandon panted as he stared down at her with half-lidded eyes full of desperate hunger.
“Now, be a good little slut and wrap those pretty plump lips around your boss’s cock.
Show him what a good whore you are while I clean up this mess that you made of your pretty little pussy.
” I waited until she leaned forward, giving a tentative lick with her tiny pink tongue across the tip of Brandon’s wet cock.
My own cock jerked in appreciation and jealousy in my boxer briefs.
They were going to be ruined by all the leaking my cock was doing.
If I made it through this without blowing my load, it was going to be a goddamn miracle, and I didn’t give a single fuck.
With that thought in mind, I leaned in, and with the flat of my tongue, I took my first taste of our woman, licking from her clit all the way up until I reached her ass. I knew right then and there that I could die a happy man having tasted heaven.
Using both of my thumbs, I pulled her pussy lips apart and used my tongue to rim the opening to her tiny hole.
There wasn’t a single inch of her pussy or thighs that I did not taste, lick, bite, or savor.
If there was cunt juice, I found it. The more I cleaned, the more she produced.
The only thing I didn’t do was finger fuck her.
I could tell my little sunshine was a virgin, and I was going to leave that hole for only mine and my brother’s cocks.
When I could tell she was getting close, I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked on her bud, flicking my tongue back and forth rapidly.
As her thighs began to shake uncontrollably, I had to put an arm across her hips to hold her steady so she wouldn’t fall and hurt herself.
Luckily, her screams were muffled by her mouth being stuffed by Brandon’s cock.
I could just imagine how good the vibrations felt as she sucked him off.
Brandon’s jaw was tight as he ground his teeth together to hold back his own groans as he came right along with her. When her shaking subsided to gentle tremors, I kissed the tip of her clit and pulled back.
I shook my head as I looked down at the front of my boxer briefs.
I was grateful that I had at least opened the front of my slacks.
My boxers were toast, but at least my slacks were saved from the mess I’d made.
I glanced back up at the sudden movement above me and then jumped to my feet as I realized that Emily was struggling to rise.
She was using her hands to push herself upright and began kicking her feet to gain purchase on the ground.
As soon as her feet were flat on the polished wooden floor, she swayed. Brandon and I both reached out to steady her, but she slapped our hands away frantically.
“Don’t touch me!” she snapped, a hitch to her voice that made my stomach lurch and an ache form in my chest. I reached for my sternum, rubbing there as if to make it go away.
Our girl didn’t get it yet, but how could she?
We have gone about this all wrong. I thought I could make her see how much we wanted her.
I thought we could show her physically, but she obviously thought we were still playing games with her.
Her face was drawn tight, and she looked on the verge of crying.
She wasn’t going to listen to us right now, and it was plain to see that Emily was running on emotion. She didn’t trust us right now.
I held out my hands in a placating gesture, one meant to show that I meant no harm. “Okay, Sunshine,” I said soothingly. “Just let us help you. Okay?”
“Why?” she hiccuped. “Why are you playing with me?”
Brandon stepped forward and gave her a smile meant to reassure, but she shook her head frantically. “Let us help you, sweetness. We only want to help.”
Her shoulders dropped, and then she hung her head to stare at the floor.
She looked achingly beautiful. Her hair was wild, and her red blouse was hanging open.
Her gorgeous tits were flushed, propped up by her bra tucked underneath as if in offering to us.
I had to mentally chastise myself. Now wasn’t the time to be admiring her sexiness.
We both stepped forward, and together we righted her appearance.
Brandon buttoned her blouse up after putting her bra back into place as I smoothed back her hair and swiped at her smudged makeup.
She looked as beautiful as she did when we first walked in, if not a little sadder.
I hated to see that look on her lovely face.
Brandon picked up her purse, and I cupped her cheeks.
I looked her in the eyes and searched for any sign that she didn’t hate us, that we hadn’t completely fucked up any chance we had with her.
“I know you don’t believe us right now,” I began softly, soothingly, hoping she would trust in the words I was telling her.
“But we’re not playing games with you.” I ran my thumb over her bottom lip, wishing I could kiss her again, knowing I shouldn’t.
“We’ll talk later, Sunshine,” I promised.
Emily studied my expression, her eyes starting back and forth across my face. Then she looked over at Brandon, studying him as well. Some of the sadness cleared, but not all of it. She gave a jerking nod of her head and stepped back. “ I-I need to get to work now,” she said softly.
Brandon grabbed her purse from the chair and stepped forward.
He held it out her, then waited until she took it with trembling fingers.
I watched as he placed a kiss on her cheek, letting his lips linger there for a long second.
“Good girl,” he whispered, lifting his head to look her in the eyes.
Her cheeks lit up with a soft blush at his attention.
That flush gave me hope that we hadn’t completely fucked everything up.
Then, she turned around and disappeared through his office door.
I turned to Brandon with my fists clenched at my sides. “We need to fix this.”
His eyes were still trained on the closed door. “I can’t lose her.”
I gripped his shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, and looked back at the closed door again. “I don’t intend to.”