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.
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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.