My dick was rock hard, too. I’d never seen anything so erotic in my entire life and Jill was completely covered. She was playing with her pussy and thinking about us. Thinking about us spanking her. This would be top of my fantasies I’d jerk off to for a long time.
If there had been any question that Jill wanted both of us, it was answered now. She’d sealed her fate by slipping her fingers into that pussy of hers and shouting our names.
“She’s not coming without us,” I murmured. While I didn’t want to move from the gorgeous sight, the orgasm she was close to having was ours.
“Fuck, yes. She wants to get off, it’s our job now to get her there.”
I went to her door and knocked. Glancing at Liam who was still watching, he nodded, and I knew she’d stopped her play.
I had no intention of scaring her, someone randomly knocking on her door after dark, so I called, “Jill, it’s Porter and Liam. Open the door for us, sweetness.”
Liam joined me when the porch light came on.
“What are you doing here?” she asked after she let us in, shut the door behind us.
While we’d both been to her house before for dates, we hadn’t been inside. Her entry opened right into her small living room. The space was warm and cozy, but the furniture was dated, probably purchased a long time ago by her mother. I could see into the kitchen; everything was spotless.
She was looking up at us, waiting. The flannel pajama pants and pink fleece pullover she wore weren’t the least bit sexy, but knowing what she’d done in them, that her pussy was all warmed up and wet beneath the soft fabric had me reaching out, taking her right hand and holding it up. She blushed and her eyes widened. She must have wiped her fingers on her pants before answering the door, but she hadn’t gotten all the pussy juice that glistened there. I leaned down, lifted them to my mouth and sucked on her wet pointer and middle fingers.
I could smell her musky scent even as her sweet flavor burst on my tongue. Pre-cum spurted from my dick. I was in trouble here, ready to come like a horny teenager just from a taste of her sweet flavor, and not from the source.
“After the call you got, we wanted to make sure you were okay,” Liam said. “But now, we’re going to make sure you get that orgasm you were working on.”
I let her hand go and smiled.
“I don’t know what… I mean—” We had her all flustered and turned on. No question she had an idea now of what my tongue would feel like on her pussy, flicking over her clit.
“Sweetness, I just licked your pussy juices off your fingers,” I said.
Liam went to her window, tugged on the cord and lowered the blind. “Close these at night, Jill. No one sees you playing with yourself but us.”
Her eyes darted to what he was doing and quickly understood she’d been caught. We didn’t want her feeling embarrassed or have any shame about pleasuring herself; a woman was allowed to enjoy her body and we certainly loved watching her do just that. But Jill didn’t need to take care of her orgasms herself; we’d do that for her from now on.
“We heard you call out our names as you played with your pussy. You don’t need to fantasize, sweetness. You can have the real deal. You want both of us?”
I held my breath, waited as she looked at us. Nodded. “Yes,” she said.
Exhilaration pumped through my veins along with the caveman need to claim, to get that pussy juice all over my mouth, my fingers, my dick. I wanted to be marked.
“This isn’t a fling, Jillian Murphy,” Liam said. His voice was soft, but the tone deep. “This isn’t you having some fun with two dicks. We aren’t a one-night-stand to fulfill a threesome fantasy. You get between us and there’s no going back.”
Thankfully, he had a clear mind to tell her how this was going to be. All my thinking was happening with my other head. In my pants. Liam was right. Once we got in that pussy of hers, she belonged to us. Actually, she already did. She had since we picked her up for our first dates. I hadn’t felt like this for someone in years. And now, I could see what I’d thought was the real deal with Sierra years ago had been far from it. Jill was The One. But, we wanted to be clear with her right from the start, so there was no confusion. So she knew we meant forever. So once she said yes again, she was ours.
Licking her lips, she tipped her chin up even further. “I… I understand. I want to be with you, Liam, and you as well, Porter.” Absently, she tucked her hair behind her ear. “I always have, but I didn’t know how to tell you, if you’d think there was something wrong with me, that I was—”
I put my finger over her lips to silence her. “If you say anything other than that you are perfect, I’ll take you over my knee and spank your ass.”
Her eyes widened and her pupils dilated.
Liam chuckled. “Our girl likes that idea. No, you need it, don’t you? Need to let go and forget everything because you have a stinging ass?”
Yeah, she did. I had to wonder if she’d let some guy do it to her before or if it was, perhaps, something she’d heard about from Parker. No doubt her men reddened her ass often enough. Same went for my other cousins and their women.
I leaned down, kissed her. This time, it wasn’t chaste. It wasn’t sweet. She gasped at the boldness of my mouth and I swept my tongue inside. Cupping the back of her neck, I gently tugged at her hair and she gasped.
Fuck. I had to stop or I’d take her right here on the floor. “Where are your keys, sweetness?”
She frowned, her eyes blurry from the kiss. “My keys?” She pointed to the small table beside the front door and a little bowl that held a pair of sunglasses and her keys.