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I squeeze her ass and fuck her harder, determined to reclaim her attention. She groans and then her hands leave me to play with her own tits. Her hips roll against me slowly, like she’s going to work me up all over again.

I hiss, then groan, tightening my hold on her.

Mine. The thought echoes.She’s mine, all mine. Only mine.

Olivia

Fucking Chase couldn’t get hotter. I even love that he calls me Sylvia. Knowing that he’s crazy for me because ofme, not because of my name or my family or my fame. It’s an extra turn-on that brings me closer to the edge and has me digging my nails into his shoulders as I watch his sexy face. Not to mention he lets me take control. It’s refreshing, after Stephen’s domineering and controlling nature—not that I will ever complain about that either.

His lips part as I ride him. He thrusts into me hard, his cheeks all flushed, eyes half-glazed, half-wild. “So fucking good.”

I smile and roll my hips as my eyes catch movement in the window. I blink a few times, sure I’m wrong, but then he appears again. Stephen?! What the hell is he doing here?! I blink a few times as it hits me.

Chase is in town staying with family. He’s in his brother’s pool house, who’s a movie guy. So his brother is…

My eyes go back to Stephen, watching like a Peeping Tom. Fuck. Chase is Stephen’s brother. I’m fucking my first love’s brother…in front of him…after I just fucked him hours ago. I feel like a slut for all of two minutes until Chase hits a spot so deep and pleasurable that satisfaction washes out shame.

Jesus, Chase feels good. “Baby, please don’t stop.”

Stephen ducks when he realizes I’ve seen him, and Chase grabs my ass hard, forcing my hips to move the way he wants.

I lick my lips and ride Chase harder. He groans and pants, kissing across my neck until I arch my back and knead my breasts for him. I smirk as Stephen appears again and then I lick my lips at him. I feel evil for just a moment, making him watch waves of pleasure roll over my face with each thrust of his baby brother’s cock inside my soaking wet pussy. Stephen gave me no choice but to move on. So now I’m enjoying his brother’s cock to ease my pain. I deserve this beautiful man candy driving into me, making me feel so good because he couldn’t be in a relationship with his best friend’s daughter.

I hope he burns watching his brother fuck me the way he should be fucking me right now. I have no idea why, but this is all turning me on more than I have ever been turned on in my life. I fucking love every second of Stephen watching.

Chase smacks my ass as he fucks me hard and fast. I try to slow down, to really draw it out so Stephen has a great show to watch. I moan loudly and my head falls back. Chase grabs my hair and pulls it back with each thrust of his pulsating cock.

Knowing Stephen is watching his sexy brother fuck me is intense. I can feel them both at once and it’s too much.

Chase flips me and I whimper as he drags his tongue across my lips, parting them. I kiss him hard, sucking his tongue, then licking deep into his mouth. Chase groans and lets me shove him back, so he has a better view of me riding his thick, veiny cock.

Stroking over his muscular chest, abs, then thighs, I roll my ass and bounce so my tits sway with each motion. Chase strokes over my thighs, then drags his nails over my skin. I pant and touch myself for both men.

Stephen’s mouth parts, but not out of horror; it’s something else. Like he’s turned on. It’s almost the same face he has when I suck him off. I bite my lip and brace my hands on Chase’s knees. I’m sure both of them can see every inch of me—my tits as they bounce, my flat belly, and my pussy taking every inch of Chase’s cock over and over.

Fucking hell. I’m so close all it takes is Chase’s low moan and his hands on my ass to make me come. I almost scream as I do. It’s like I have them both, a fantasy that’s so overwhelming I almost black out from the pleasure.

Chase doesn’t stop. He fucks me so hard and deep, it’s pure ecstasy. I push myself up on Chase’s chest and watch as he devours one of my nipples, sucking and licking and biting until I can’t tell the difference between pleasure and pain.

Stephen’s eyes follow us like he’s addicted. I palm my other breast, then lick the top curve, watching Stephen as I do so. Chase fucks me faster, his hips so erratic and quick that I know he’s close. And then I tighten my pussy around him, using a move I learned from Iz.

“Fuck, Sylvia! Fuck!” he bellows as he comes deep inside me.

My eyes flick to Stephen. They’ve both filled me tonight, and all I feel is satisfied. I kiss Chase softly as he sits up, cupping my face in his hands. One kiss turns into four. Then I smile gently and pull myself off him.

I feel wetness drip down the inside of my thigh. Chase watches me as he tries to calm his breathing. “That was fucking amazing.”

“You always are.” I kiss him one more time. “Want to help me clean up?”

“You’re a dream.” He chuckles.

Standing in front of the window, I meet Stephen’s eyes again. I liked having him watch, loved putting on a show for him. Stephen’s mouth parts further and I know exactly what he’s doing out there. I lick my lips and wink before heading to the bathroom. Chase doesn’t take long to follow.

He slides into the shower behind me and rubs his hand over my hips. “I keep waiting for the catch with you.”

“The catch?” I ask as I rub soap over my breasts and belly.

“You’re too perfect. I don’t even want to tell you about the last girl I had anything to do with.” He shivers slightly, as if it’s so horrible he can’t help but cringe.


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