Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 119093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
“Wait,” she breathes. “What about Brody?”
“He knows,” I tell her, nipping at her flesh. “Who do you think is watching the kids?”
“I-I can’t,” she says. “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this without him.”
My head snaps up at her admission.
“I know we haven’t discussed it,” she says, “but… I don’t like choosing. I want you both…always.”
I think for a moment, trying to wrap my head around what she’s saying, and then it hits me—every single time we’ve been with her has been together. She’s never been with just Brody or just me. It’s always the three of us.
“Okay,” I tell her, taking out my phone and sending a text to Brody to have his stepmom watch the kids so he can get his ass in here.
“What are you doing?” Bree asks.
“Making sure you don’t have to choose.” There’s a soft knock on the door, and I give her a quick kiss before I open it slightly to make sure it’s Brody. Once I know it is, I let him in and relock the door.
“Jesus, look at you,” he says, walking straight toward her.
“She’s soaked,” I tell him. “Feel her.”
I spread her legs, and Brody sticks a couple of fingers inside. “Fuck,” he groans. “You’re dripping wet.” He leans in and gives her a kiss. “I heard you need to be fucked.”
She nods. “By both of you.”
“How do you want it, sweetness?” he asks. “One at a time, or in both holes?”
We’ve fucked her ass enough by now that she barely needs lube to take us both, but to be on the safe side, we always carry travel packets with us.
“Both,” she says, her cheeks staining pink.
“Then that’s what you’ll have,” he tells her, lifting her off the counter and carrying her over to the couch. “Hayden, sit down and get ready for our girl.”
I do as he says, unbuttoning my pants and pulling my hard as hell dick out. Once I’m seated, Brody hands Bree over to me. She’s holding her dress up, so it’s easy to slide right inside her. She’s wet and warm and fucking perfect. Using my shoulders to steady herself, she begins to ride my cock. I’m so lost in her hot as fuck heat that I don’t realize Brody’s joined in until I feel his cock rubbing against mine through Bree’s walls.
“Is that what you wanted, baby?” I ask, nipping her bottom lip with my teeth. “You wanted to be fucked by both of us?”
“Yes,” she moans. “It feels so good. I feel so…full.”
She continues to fuck me while being fucked by Brody, and I watch as she swivels her hips, working my dick over like a pro. She’s gotten so good at this—taking us both. At first, she was shy, but over time, she’s come in to her own.
“Oh, God, Brody,” she groans. “Fuck my ass harder, please.”
He does as she demands, and she throws her head back, her eyes rolling upward in pure bliss. You’d never know how dirty she is by looking at her. She’s like those cupcakes she loves to bake. From the outside, they’re sweet and pretty, but with one bite, you realize they’re not just simply cupcakes—they’re filled with the most delicious cream. Messy as fuck but worth it.
“I’m close,” Bree gasps. “Oh—” Not wanting to chance anyone hearing her, I cover her mouth with mine as her walls tighten around my cock like a vise, sending me straight over the edge after her.
“Holy fuck,” Brody grunts, just before he pulls out of her ass and finishes in his hand. “Thanks for the invite,” he says with a smirk.
“Don’t thank me. Thank our woman. She said she wants us both…always.”
Brody’s brows rise at that information, and I shrug.
“Is that okay?” Bree asks, her head resting on my shoulder while my dick softens inside her. “I don’t know how it’s supposed to work, but I like being with you both.”
“Whatever you want is what you’ll get,” Brody says, walking around and kissing the top of her head. “You want us both, you’ll have us both…always.”
“That’s what I want,” she says, sighing in contentment.
After we clean up, we head back out, and if anyone notices our absence, they don’t mention it.
With my parents and their negativity gone, we’re all able to relax.
A few people give Brody, Bree, and me a curious look, but everyone thankfully keeps their questions and opinions to themselves.
“Have you thought about where you want to have the wedding?” Savy asks Bree over dinner.
“I’m not sure. Maybe at a hotel or somewhere cozy, like the bed and breakfast we went to,” she says, glancing at Brody and then me.
“Oh, that would be sweet,” Amalia says. “I’ll add it to the list of venues to look at.”
“We’d like to pay for your honeymoon as your wedding gift,” Ben says. “Brody said you guys are going to go away over winter break once the kids are out of school, but we’d like to pay for a trip for just you three.”