The call. I try to focus. The fact that I haven’t hung up is the fringe of sanity I use to remind myself that I have my priorities straight.
My cock hardens so fast, I lose my train of thought and have to ask the lawyer to repeat himself. So be it if he hears her come, I can’t walk away from this. Can’t miss my baby doll having sex for the first time. It should have been me.
Her closed eyes have my balls squeezing pre-cum out. She’s so fucking pretty, innocent, and perfect. Then she opens her eyes and stares straight at me.
I drop my phone.
She smiles but it’s quickly overtaken by the moans she’s struggling to keep quiet. I shove my underwear down while retrieving my phone, apologize to my lawyer, and shamelessly stroke myself.
Baby Doll leans back, letting me see her big titties bounce while she rides Lincoln. My entire body is ready to blow.
“You’re doing so fucking good, Angel. My cock’s never been this hard.” Are his hushed words rubbing it in? It makes her smile so I’ll get over it.
“It feels so good.”
“I’m ready to fill you up, Angel. Are you ready to come?”
“I’m…so…close.” Her eyes alternate between falling shut and watching me.
Then she bites her lower lip and furrows her brow. I tell my lawyer I have to go, and hang up. Am I fit to be a parent?
“I’m off the phone, Baby Doll. Don’t hold back. Let that orgasm wreck you.”
Her fingers dig into Lincoln’s shoulders, her head tips back, and she cries out with her release. Breaths sneak in between each moan. I’m barely hanging on. I can’t fathom how he hasn’t nutted. Then he does.
His growl rumbles like thunder through the room. His fingers dig into her hips and pump her up and down while her body’s falling limp.
“Fuck.” His single word sums up the intensity of what I’m watching. Do they have any idea how hot they are?
With half-lidded eyes focused on my hand stroking back and forth, she says, “Don’t waste that.”
Holy. Fucking. Hell. I rip my hand from my cock and deprive myself of stimulation because one more touch…breath…anything and I’ll blow.
“I’m ready for my next lesson,” she says breathlessly.
I fling a chair around, right next to theirs, drop myself onto it, and reach around her waist, working with the two of them to get her off of Lincoln’s cock and hover her over mine while their joined release drips onto me.
“I love you, Baby Doll.” Damn, that was supposed to be something clever about lessons.
Her smile is small but sincere as I plunge her onto my aching shaft and hold her still. I’m home. She’s destined to be the mother of my kids. And I’m ready to fuck her so hard and fast my cum knocks her IUD loose.
“I need you, Baby. Is this okay?” I circle her clit with my thumb.
She whispers “yes” as I take her beaded nipple into my mouth. Her walls tighten around my shaft. I’m barely hanging on.
At the first sign of her body tensing, I bounce her on my shaft. Is there a lesson in this? For her? Probably. For me? I learn that there is such a thing as perfection, and that having my twin involved isn’t a competition, he completes us.
Seconds later she milks me and I lose all sense of where she begins and I end. I coat her insides while our combined release drenches my lap.
Lincoln takes one of her hands, kisses it, and reaches over to rub her back.
Pumping my hips into her until my strength is spent, I hold her against my body, her head nestling on my shoulder.
“You’re mine, Baby Doll. You’re so fucking mine.”
“You forgetting something?” My brother’s voice is dangerously close to my ear. “She’s ours. You’re all ours, Angel.”
The moment is too perfect to risk uttering another “I love you.” Saying it again might pressure her if she’s still blindsided by what we have. She might not understand how special this is, and I shut out the thought badgering the back of my mind that this might simply be lessons to her.