She reached between them and cupped his balls. An instant later he was on top of her, using his thigh to spread her legs.
“You’re a naughty little thing who needs discipline.” He sat up and pressed her hands up over her head. The move caused her breasts to lift upward and her thighs to spread wider over his thighs.
“You really are very bossy all the time, huh? You like this with your brothers?” she challenged, and he raised one eyebrow at her in a show of intimidation, maybe, but she chuckled instead.
He leaned down, making his cock brush up against her pussy, then returned to his position. He was teasing her.
“It’s in my nature to be in charge. Always been and always will. My brothers accept it.”
She thrust her pussy up toward his cock. “Well, you’re not the boss of me,” she teased.
“I say otherwise and the faster you realize that and accept it, the better,” he responded firmly and she widened her eyes in shock then he chuckled.
Son of a gun, serious, bossy Anthony just played a trick on me. Well, let’s see how he likes this.
“Bossy men turn me off.” She turned away.
He gripped her wrists with one hand then used his free hand to reach underneath her and press a finger against her puckered hole. She screamed.
“That’s not how it was this afternoon. As a matter of fact, you like being bossed around in the bedroom, darling. You liked it so much I got to fuck this hot, tight ass of yours,” he told her, and she felt her pussy clench and cream drip from her. She closed her eyes and moaned.
“Oh God,
Anthony, that’s not fair.”
She panted and moaned as he pressed his finger through the tight ring. His thumb teased her pussy, and then pressed between the folds.
“What are you doing to me?”
“Loving you, baby, and showing you that you like being bossed around by me. Don’t you?” he asked as he leaned up and licked across her nipple. How the hell was he doing so much to her at the same time?
“Please, Anthony.”
“Please what, darling? Tell me that you like me being your boss.”
“Oh damn, you know I like it. Can’t you feel how wet I am? Please, do something.”
“Oh, I’m going to do something.”
He abruptly released her wrists then lifted her thighs over his thighs so her hips were lifted up and he had better access to her pussy and her ass.
He thrust his cock between her folds, making her gasp then moan in pleasure. Before she knew his intentions, he pulled out, reached for a nipple and pinched it. She thrust her hips upward and the tip of his cock hit her anus. Grabbing her hips to steady her, he pressed his cock through the tight ring. She relaxed her muscles and he was fully inside her ass. Millie threw her head back and grabbed on to the comforter. Her pussy clenched and swelled with such need she wanted to scream for him to do something. Instead, Anthony began to press slowly in and out of her ass. She was slick and wet for him.
“Oh, Anthony, please, I can’t take it I need more.”
“I know exactly what you need, baby. Your pussy’s so tight and needy right now, isn’t it?”
She nodded her head then turned it side to side. She couldn’t take how hot and aroused she was. His thick, hard cock was in her ass, her thighs stretched over his thighs and her nipples taut and needy. Just one touch to her pussy, just one finger or stroke of something…
“Please, Anthony, touch me, please,” she begged, and he thrust his cock into her ass again and again in slow, torturous strokes. He pressed a thumb to her clit and she shook.
“Oh God, more. More, damn you!” she yelled, and he chuckled then pressed a digit up into her pussy. In and out he alternated thrusting into her ass and adding a second digit to her pussy, thrusting his fingers up into her. She tightened up like a spring. Just a few more strokes.
“What the hell is all that yelling about?”
Millie opened her eyes to find Hank and Marco standing in the doorway. Hank approached the bed and Anthony rocked his hips into her.
“Just proving a point.” Anthony continued to stroke her and fuck her in the ass while his brothers watched.