She lay over the table and felt his hands on her hips then his cock between her wet folds. In one swift motion Duke pressed his cock to her pussy and shoved in.
She gripped the table, her breasts flat against the wood and moaned in pleasure. “Oh God, Duke, this is wild. Holy crap,” she said and both he and Big Jay chuckled. Duke was relentless with his strokes just the way she needed him to be. She had such a desire inside of her as she pressed back, counterthrusting to his strokes.
“So fucking good, baby. You’re gorgeous and I love this ass,” Duke said, and she felt the palms of his hand move up and down her back and spine then over her ass. He squeezed the cheeks as he spread them, pulled out of her pussy and thrust back in. He kept doing that, making her body cream and erupt with tiny explosions. When she felt his finger against the tight bud she thrust back, wanting it.
Duke pulled out, drew her hips back off the table farther then pressed into her ass slowly. He was so big, too big to fit in such a place and she moaned and tightened.
“Easy, baby. Nice and slow.” He panted and then pressed a finger to her pussy. As Duke applied pressure against her clit, he pushed a little deeper into her ass. She wiggled her hips and felt the flow of cream release again.
“Oh God.” She moaned and he thrust all the way into her ass with his cock while his fingers thrust into her pussy. Both holes were filled and somehow the man maintained a sequence of thrusts with fingers and cock into both holes. Over and over his hips and cock shoved into her. She wiggled and thrust back and down, trying to fill the need swarming around her.
They were both moaning and so in tune to the connection that they lost control together. He thrust and exploded. She followed suit then he hugged her from behind as he kissed along every bit of her skin from shoulders to spine and ended kissing her ass cheeks as he pulled out from her body.
* * * *
Duke pulled Grace into his arms and hugged her to him. Big Jay kissed her shoulders and held her as well. Sandwiched between them Duke realized that the more they shared her together, the more he was committed to making this type of relationship work. He spoke with Big Jay and Sandman this morning while Grace showered. The energy and connection between the four of them was spectacular. He never felt so close to his brothers or to another human being like he did when they were all together with Grace. He didn’t want to lose this connection and bond. And even though it had only been days into this exploration, he was beginning to panic that it could not last. Especially after his conversation with Grace about an upcoming photo shoot in Milan. What if the killer wasn’t caught yet? Did she think they would allow her to leave? She couldn’t. They wouldn’t take the chance in losing her.
Slowly they released her and helped her get dressed as Big Jay looked for a wine bottle opener. Then Sandman came into the kitchen. He didn’t look happy, but immediately put on a happy face for Grace. Duke felt his gut clench. His instincts were never wrong.
* * * *
Big Jay located a solid silver wine bottle opener from the small fancy wooden box that sat on the counter.
He poured them each a glass of white wine then leaned across the counter to take a piece of sliced mozzarella cheese.
Big Jay watched her as she cut and diced, sautéed and located everything she needed in their kitchen. He admired her ability to adapt quickly and focus all of her attention on the task at hand. She seemed to be enjoying herself a little and he smiled hoping it was because she felt safe with him and his brothers. The way she awoke in such a fragile and frightened state last night had done a number on his insides.
She covered the chicken with the concoction she created in the frying pan then added a jar of gourmet baby peas. As she closed the oven door, she turned to look at him and Duke who were both staring.
“You’re going to love this,” she said as she began preparing a bag of chicken-flavored rice. Then she started slicing mozzarella again and handed a piece to Big Jay and then Duke.
Duke took a piece of mozzarella and fed it to Grace.
“Do all of you know how to cook or do you have someone that cooks for y
ou?” she asked them. Was she trying not to sound like she was being nosy or asking straight out if they were involved with someone?
Big Jay smiled then took her hand and brought her knuckles up to his lips to kiss them. He looked down into her eyes.
“Why don’t you just ask us directly if we’re involved with someone? You’ve been pretty direct so far, Grace,” he challenged as he released her hand then reached to the counter to take a sip of his wine. She was silent as she did the same.
“I assumed that the three of you must be very popular with the ladies. Perhaps one of them comes over from time to time and cooks for y’all when you’re here.” She shyly looked away, placed her glass onto the counter and began to wipe down the counter with a dishtowel.
Big Jay put down his wine glass and took Grace’s hand from the towel. He put it up to his lips and kissed the top of her fingertips. Then he reached around her waist and pulled her toward him. She felt so petite and delicate in his arms, yet her curves were obvious and his body reacted.
Looking into her eyes, he smiled softly. “We’re not involved with anyone, Grace, and we all enjoy cooking. It’s actually one of my hobbies, but I like the fact that you were a little jealous,” he teased her then clutched her waist firmer, causing her breasts to collide with his belly.
“Who said I was jealous? I have no right to be.” She looked up into his eyes.
“I make you nervous, don’t I?” Big Jay asked her.
“No you don’t,” she said, voice quivering as she stared up into his eyes. He placed his finger gently against her lips to stop her from trying to deny it.
He took a moment to look at her closely. She was shy and gorgeous. She had perfect skin, perfect white teeth, and an infectious smile.
“You’re so stunning, so young and sexy.” His hand brushed against her cheek then to the back of her head, which he cradled in his hand.
Big Jay sensed Duke moving behind Grace and placing his hands on her shoulders. “You’re the only one, Grace. We’ve never brought a woman here,” Duke stated. Her eyes widened as if she were unsure if Duke were lying or not. “The three of us have never shared a woman before either,” Big Jay told her then leaned down and kissed her lips. He had been with other women, none as young as Grace and none more compelling. Grace was strong, independent, and acted as though she needed no one to help her.