“This place is huge,” she blurted out then walked into the living room and ran her hand across the soft fabric of the earth-tone sectional.
“Ruth left the refrigerator well stocked and dinner is in the oven staying warm,” Jax said as he folded up a piece of paper after coming from another hallway.
“Great. I thought I smelled her famous roasted chicken,” Jameson added, and Mariana wondered who Ruth was. She felt that tinge of jealousy in her gut. Her facial expression must have been obvious to them. Both men were immediately next to her.
“Are you okay? What is it?” Jax asked.
“Nothing,” she replied then tried to move along and explore the house. Jax grabbed her hand and pulled her back toward him.
“Something upset you. What was it?”
She lowered her eyes to the floor. Jax touched her chin and tilted it up toward him.
“It’s none of my business.”
“Honesty, Mariana, remember?” Jameson added with his hands on his hips and a serious expression on his face. These two men had such an effect on her. It was scary.
“It’s none of my business who Ruth is. It’s no big deal. We’re not even really seeing one another. I understand.” She tried to turn away, and Jax yanked her back and against his chest. He held her hands behind her back with one of his much larger hands.
With his free hand he held her jaw and cheek. He stared down into her eyes.
“Ruth is the housekeeper. You belong to Jameson and I just as we belong to you. There’s no other woman and there sure as hell better not ever be another man. Got it?”
She swallowed hard, and he squeezed her wrists then kissed her deeply on the mouth. Very quickly that kiss turned into more, and in no time at all, they were naked and she was bent over the soft couch she admired when they first arrived.
She felt Jax lean over her. His body was pressed snug against her own as he thrust his cock under her slit. He moved back and forth, torturing her. Did he want her to beg for it?
She felt his warm breath against her neck and ear. She gripped the couch tighter. She felt so overtaken with lust.
“I’m not a mushy, sit-down-and-talk-for-hours kind of guy,” he said then ran his fingers through her hair. He gripped a handful, making her look into his eyes and hold his gaze as his lips touched her lower lip. “I’m only going to tell you this once. There’re no other women. I’m falling in love with you and there’ll never be anyone else but you, Mariana. Ever.”
He licked her lip then sucked it between his lips and devoured her moans. Simultaneously, he entered her from behind in one quick stroke. His words, his actions took her breath away.
Jameson joined them. He knelt on the couch underneath where her chest and head hung forward, and he turned her toward him by placing his hands against her cheeks. He smiled.
“You belong to us. This is real. So stop holding back and accept your feelings for us.”
He lifted up, his cock inches from her lips, and she knew exactly what he wanted.
Relaxing her throat as Jax continued to pump into her from behind as he massaged her shoulders, she opened wide and began to take Jameson’s cock into her mouth for the very first time.
She felt so sexual and a bit naughty. Especially as she worked her tongue and lips around Jameson’s cock and he moaned in pleasure.
“Fuck, baby, that mouth is incredible.”
She moved up and down in synch to Jax’s thrusts. Jax was grunting behind her, and Jameson was holding her hair, trying to control her movements.
“Slow down, baby, or I’m going to lose it,” Jameson said through clenched teeth.
It was too late. She was losing control herself. She felt hungry, wild with need as she bobbed her head up and down and then Jax shoved forward and exploded inside of her. She gasped, and Jameson pulled from her mouth. In a flash Jax was pulling out of her and Jameson was grabbing her over the couch. She squealed and somehow wound up on her back on top of the ottoman as Jameson moved between her legs.
“I love you, Mariana,” he said through clenched teeth then thrust into her. She reached for him, held on to his shoulders as he pounded into her pussy, stroking her inner muscles, making her explode once again. She could hardly catch her breath. She felt overwhelmed and emotional when Jameson climaxed. Three more fast pumps into her then he collapsed against her, squeezing her hard.
When they finally calmed their breathing, Jameson slowly pulled from her body and played with her breasts. He smiled down at her.
“You’re incredible. I’m never going to let you go.”
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