Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Come now, Jane,” Kade demands. “Now.” He tweaks a nipple between thumb and forefinger and slams his hips into me harder than before and I am screaming again, the waves of this climax deeper and longer than the previous. Stars burst before my eyes and my walls grip Kade’s shaft again and again, milking him dry as he spurts hot seed into my feminine depths.
Finally, we level off a bit and I open my eyes to see Kade’s handsome face.
“Holy shit,” I whisper, hoarse. “That just happened.”
Kade and Brandon laugh, both of them dark, dangerous male animals.
“Yeah, it did, sweetheart. Are you ready for more?”
5
Kade
I look at the sweetly heaving girl beneath me, and then at my male partner. He’s huge, panting and still hard, even though he just spewed into my back end. I clench around him teasingly, and Brandon groans.
“I knew that would be amazing,” I say in a low rumble.
“I can’t even be mad at you for surprising me with it,” Jane confesses. Brandon and I share a look and a smile.
“Kade told me about you and I knew it would be worth the shock,” Brandon tells her.
“And what did he tell you about me?” she asks, brow raised in question.
Brandon holds up a hand to tick items off his fingers as he says, “Gorgeous. Curvy. Great tits. Fantastic ass. Should I go on?”
I see Jane’s eyes widen, as though she were not expecting such comments.
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard someone say those things about me,” she says quietly.
“You aren’t listening to the right people,” I interject, smiling at her. She gives me a stunning smile in return. I have to kiss it, so I do. That kiss starts the next round, which is just as satisfying as the first.
When we’ve come down from the high and our breaths have returned to normal, Jane starts to get up.
“I’ve got an early morning with Mattie, so I should head back to my room. She’ll be pounding on my door first thing,” she explains.
Brandon and I nod, both rising from the mess of the bed to gather the clothes flung across the room. When Jane is back in her dress and Brandon and I have boxers on, we walk her to the door.
“That was fun,” Jane says teasingly.
“It was. Thanks for coming over,” I tell her. Brandon growls his agreement. We both step into her at the same time, each kissing a cheek. One of her hands finds my waist as the other wraps low on Brandon’s back.
Brandon tilts Jane’s head to him so that he can kiss her sensually. I place light kisses along her neck as their lips meet. She then turns her head to kiss me just as thoroughly. Brandon takes the opportunity to kiss my still bare shoulder. I desperately want to drag the both of them back to bed.
“If I don’t leave now, I never will,” Jane breathes out as we separate. I nod and move to get the door for her. Her thanks is near silent, but her smile no longer has the shy aspect that it once did. Plump lips pout prettily and I crave one more kiss – so I take it.
“Bye,” Brandon says as she steps through the threshold. When the door has latched behind her, he turns to me with bright eyes and a wide smile. “That was a good night.” His voice is excited, despite his exhaustion.
I can’t help but to match his smile, thoroughly agreeing as I press my mouth to his. The kiss doesn’t go deeper – it’s hard to with such big grins taking control of our lips. His hands grasp my shoulder blades in a hug as he brings his chin to my shoulder. My own hands rest on his lower back.
“I really like her,” he tells me.
“Me, too,” I agree.
“You were right. She’s all of the things you said.”
“Did you think I was lying?” I question with a chuckle. We separate and move to the bathroom together to wash off the night’s activities.
“No, not lying,” he says thoughtfully. “It’s just hard to believe we found the perfect woman that easily.”
I hum my assent.
“Jane is pretty perfect,” I claim. “The fact that she practically just fell into our laps has to make it fate. Maybe just luck. Either way, I won’t complain.”
I reach into the shower to turn on the water. We wait for the water to warm as we press gentle kisses to bare skin. Fingertips dust along muscled shoulders and down arms to grasp hands.
When the shower is ready, we take our time getting clean. It remains innocent as we wash each other’s backs, too tired and sated for anything more. When we finish up and pull on fresh boxers for sleeping, Brandon and I strip the bed together and put on clean sheets before falling into the bed.