Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 60165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
“No, brother,” grins Burke, not taking his eyes off of my face. “She wants two hard daddies who can handle her lusciousness,” he states, reaching forward to cup and squeeze my other breast. “Don’t you, little girl?”
I nod feverishly, unable to speak through my arousal. Both of my tits are being caressed now, and Burke’s fingers are stroking the slippery folds of my cunt. I’m embarrassed by how swollen my clitoris and vulva are, at how aroused I am. I hope he can’t feel my cunt opening and closing against his fingers as cream squeezes out, clenching in desperation, needing something to fill it. Something huge, hopefully. With a knowing look, Burke’s fingers steal over to my clit, and I swear I’m about to come right then and there. But I close my eyes and breathe in deeply, holding it together.
That’s when Bruce reaches down too, and my eyes fly open. Oh my god, he’s touching me there.
“You like it, don’t you, little girl?” he growls, those blue eyes gleaming. “You like getting your ass stroked? It’s so pink and tight, just the way we like it.”
I moan unintelligibly, unable to form words as he gently brushes over my pleats.
“Yeah, she likes it,” Bruce growls to himself, not taking his eyes off of my face as he gently fingers my bottom as his brother strokes my clit. Oh my god. The finger on my clit then presses inside my pussy and I moan. I’m being touched in both my holes, and the sensation is too much. My pussy gushes, and hot nectar runs over their hands. Both men growl, pleased.
“She’s ready,” says Burke, letting go of my body to stand up and unzip his pants. “Good.” He reaches inside with a groan to pull out his enormous, rock hard cock. “Because it’s my turn to enjoy your pussy tonight. But Bruce is going to need a little something, too. Can you do it, sweet girl?”
“That is, if you’re willing to give it to me, of course,” says Bruce hoarsely, standing up now too. I look over to see him holding his equally enormous, rock hard cock in his hand. Holy shit, they’re both so hung! Ten inches at least, and my cunt gushes in anticipation. Can I do it?
I lick my lips and open my mouth, wanting to suck Bruce’s cock, but I freeze when he chuckles. I look up, confused, to see him staring down at me with amusement as he rubs his huge cock with one hand. A pearl of pre-cum beads at the tip before running down his shaft and I long to trace the rivulet with my tongue. As my head leans forward, Bruce stops me.
“No, not your mouth tonight, sweetheart. This is going somewhere else, baby,” he whispers.
“Oh my god,” I moan, in anticipation.
“Yeah, you shaved back there for us, didn’t you?” he teases roughly. “You’re a horny little slut who’s going to get it in the ass tonight, don’t you worry. Burke,” he says to his brother, “would you like to do the honors?” And from my left, his twin chuckles quietly in his deep voice.
I find myself suddenly in the power of these two huge, hung criminals who could easily crush me with their bodies. But instead of feeling scared, I feel oddly protected and cared for. The threat implied by their bulk, isn’t meant for me. In fact, I feel like in an otherwise stormy sea, I’m their repose. The eye of the storm. The center of peace and calm. When their attention is on me, all of their masculinity and strength comes together not for an act of violence, but for an act of love, and I’m only too happy to oblige.
6
Burke
We came back because we couldn’t keep away from this precious little girl. But things have gone off the rails because my brother and I weren’t supposed to reveal our names. We’d agreed to go low-profile and not reveal a thing about ourselves. It would just be a replay of last night. That shouldn’t be too hard, right?
But everything’s gone haywire. She’s so ready for us, wet and willing. Not just that, but she wants more. This girl’s not like other teenage nitwits, obviously. Otherwise, we would have just taken those paintings and left. After all, it’s not the first time we’ve come across a sleeping girl during one of our raids, but it’s the first time one’s woken up and begged us to take her. It was the first time I could sense how badly a virgin wanted some raw loving. Needed it and craved it, beyond all reason.
Tonight, we planned a repeat. We’d give the little princess something to remember us by because coming back a third time would be too risky. This was going to be a sort of swan song, but then she’d done that parade in front of her window. We were too far down to see her in great detail, but we could see enough to know she was signaling us.