When his mouth lands on the spot where I want him to the most, I lose all ability to speak and comprehend complex sentences. Oh. My. God, The first flick of his tongue almost sends me shooting out of the bed. I feel his breathy chuckle against my skin as his hands clamp down on my legs to calm my hips from rocking too much. But it’s hard to keep my cool when he has a godlike tongue.
“Keep still, baby,” he whispers as he pulls away from me, rubbing circles over the swollen bud with his thumb. A playful gleam ignites in his eyes. “I’m not done with you yet.”
He doesn’t give me any time to respond, instead, going back down and latching his mouth on the sensitive skin. He teases the seam with his tongue before plunging inside me again. My hips buckle as he fucks me swiftly and hungrily with his mouth, using his thumb to rub my clit for that extra shot of pleasure flying through my body.
“Oh God,” I moan. “Kayden . . .”
Kayden continues his torture, his tongue sweeping in upward vertical strokes, then horizontal, then circular; the constant switching up of patterns has me teetering on the edge. Each time, when he feels like I’m on the verge of an orgasm, he pulls back and teases me elsewhere—a frustrating yet mind-scrambling experience—but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the challenge.
I thought having Kayden inside me was the best that it could ever get but boy, was I wrong.
Kayden’s tongue truly has a mind of its own as it wreaks havoc all over my pussy, applying pressure to the most sensitive parts without it feeling too overwhelming.
I moan loudly as he pokes at my clit, swirling and flicking, building potent, reality-bending pleasure, and just when I think it can’t get any better than that, an unexpected finger plunges into me and I gasp so hard that I’m certain I’ve inhaled all the oxygen in the room. As Kayden’s finger rocks inside of me at a steady pace, I feel the wave of my orgasm about to crest, and I’m waiting for it to arrive, to shatter all over me—
Suddenly, the door to Kayden’s room flies open and I scream like a banshee, immediately pulling the covers up to shield myself.
“FUCK!” Brent yells, looking like he’s just witnessed a gruesome crime scene.
Kayden is still beneath the sheets, a huge lump in the sea of white. When he finally emerges, poking his head up, his first instinct is to cover me with his body.
“What the fuck, Brent?” Kayden screams.
“I’m sorry!” Brent wails, hand flying up to cover his eyes.
“Got back early from our staycation and I was in the area so thought I’d chill here for a bit to catch last night’s hockey game. And then I heard noises from your room . . .” His fingers part slightly, allowing a peep at Kayden. “Did you just . . . and you were . . . and she was . . . oh God, I swear I didn’t mean—I didn’t know you guys were—”
“Get out,” Kayden growls.
He doesn’t have to say it twice.
“Got it.” Brent rushes out, slamming the door behind him.
My entire face is rife with embarrassment, knowing that he just saw me and his brother in bed. Together.
How the hell am I going to face him today?
Once he’s gone, I scramble to grab my phone. And sure enough, there are eight missed calls from Julian and three from Brent. Also a couple of messages from Alyson asking me if we’re still on for lunch.
Shit on a brick. I completely forgot about that.
I return to my usual position and find Kayden still kissing my thigh. I nudge him away reluctantly with my foot.
“You should go,” I tell him, trying to sound serious.
“You’re late for training with Julian.”
“But I’m not finished with breakfast yet.” He groans, casually swiping a finger over my opening.
“As much as I want to, it can wait.” I drag one foot over to the other side so I can sit at the edge of the bed. “You know Jules hates tardiness. Plus, I’ve got a lunch date with Alyson in the afternoon.”
Kayden makes a sad sound of protest, like a schoolboy who’s just had his television privileges revoked.
“All right,” he grumbles after he notices that I’m not going to budge on this.
I lean back to brush my lips over his to comfort him.
Almost instantly, his shoulders sag as he leans into my kiss.
“But after I’m done, I’ll come find you?” I whisper against his lips.
My words earn a smile from Kayden. “You better, baby.”