I grab her ass in both hands, pulling her hips against me. “I’m happy to have you, in any way I can.”
She bites that delicious bottom lip but doesn’t reply. She’s thinking about this way too much.
“I think you should kiss my brother,” Stephen orders.
She squirms in her heels, then leans forward to obey. Stopping short, she rocks back. “Are you sure? Both of you?”
I nod and Stephen smacks her ass lightly. “Kiss him.” She nods and takes a step toward me. Stephen grabs her arm and spins her around. “Hold on.”
He kisses her hungrily, devouring her until she moans softly and leans into him, her fingers clutching at his button-down. Just as she tries to renew the kiss, he turns her around, pushing her toward me.
“Now him,” Stephen growls clearly pissed about including me.
Obediently, Olivia turns around and brushes her fingers along my waist until they catch on my belt. She pulls herself close and kisses across my jaw. I stroke over her back, then take her bottom lip between my teeth. She groans, melting against me so my arms tighten around her.
I lick across her bottom lip, then tangle my tongue with hers until I’m so horny that I don’t give a fuck about my brother being in the room. I draw back and see she’s on the same wavelength. She’s so into it that I just know she’s practically dripping already.
Stephen rubs her hips and ass and I kiss her again, feeding on the lust and need building between us. Her nipples harden against my chest. I have no doubt Stephen is enjoying himself with her too. Maybe this will be fun, maybe this will be easy. I draw back from her mouth and undo my belt.
Stephen grabs a handful of her hair, then smooths his hand down her back. “Suck his cock like a good girl.”
I grin and Stephen smacks her ass hard when she hesitates. She whimpers and obediently undoes my zipper. I groan as she rolls my jeans down. She hisses between her teeth as my cock, hard and ready, pops from my jeans.
She groans and bends over further, still standing to suck my cock. Her lips wrap around me and her tongue works my shaft as she takes me deeper and deeper. I groan and thrust against her throat, making her gag.
“Look at him, Olivia.” Stephen strokes down the back of her neck. “Watch him while you suck his cock. Make him feel good.”
She tilts her head up obediently to meet my gaze. Her eyes are so intense and eager. I groan and welcome her to take me deeper. She knows just how to suck, to use her tongue, her lips. She’s a fucking goddess. But she works so slowly, like she just wants to drive me insane. She knows she has me wrapped around her finger and is abusing the hell out of it.
“Fuck, Olivia. You feel so good,” I pant.
She nods, my cock still in her mouth before she moans. I feel the vibration through my whole body. She goes down hard, taking every inch of my cock in her throat and I nearly come right then.
Behind Olivia, Stephen unzips his pants and palms his cock.
Olivia drops to her knees, pulls her mouth off me, and uses her hand on my slick cock. Her fingers know just the right pressure, just how to stroke, the pace to keep. But my eyes follow her mouth as she takes Stephen. Seeing what she can do from this angle, hearing him moan for her as her cheeks go pink…so fucking hot.
I hate that I like watching this. I’m as sick as my fucking brother for enjoying the view. With her hand stroking me and the wet sound of her lips around Stephen’s cock, I can’t make myself care about how fucked this situation is.
“Strip her,” Stephen orders. His eyes tell me how much he doesn’t like me being involved.
But Olivia lets me lift the dress over her head and toss it to the side. She doesn’t fucking need it. She goes right back to his cock, but I look her over as her whole body rolls. She knows she’s putting on a show, rolling and popping her ass each time she takes him deep. It’s sexy as hell. I drag my fingers over her bare back, watching her tits bounce.
Fucking Christ, she’s wearing a flimsy little thong that’s already soaked. What a dirty girl. I fucking love it. I tear it off her, hearing her gasp before she goes back to sucking his cock. I slide my finger over her pussy, teasing her silky slit. And find her so fucking wet my finger drips.
I groan with her, then circle her clit with my finger. Her hips press against me, trying to make me change the pace. Stephen glances between us and I see conflict there. Olivia groans and I slide two fingers inside her and curl my fingers so deep in her that I’m sure she’s on the edge. I grin at Stephen. “She’s so fucking wet.”
“Turn around,” Stephen orders her sharply.
Obediently, she releases him and comes back to my cock, sucking me deep and hard, obviously eager to please. I stroke her hair, then hold it in my hand, controlling her motions and how far she’s allowed to go, not that she doesn’t try to take more.
Stephen slides his fingers over her pussy and grins. “You want to be fucked, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” she pants before sucking one of my balls into her mouth.
I groan and guide her hand over my cock. She pants as Stephen fucks her with his fingers. He growls and tugs her hair back so she can’t reach my cock. “Let him hear you.”
She moans so loudly for me and I stroke my cock as I watch the pleasure on her face. “Please, please.”