“That’s so unfair,” I pout. “I mean we’re both ready to go. We both want it. We could just take it easy?”
He throws his head back as he laughs loudly and I can’t help but giggle too. “No,” he finally says. “You are fucking insatiable, Angel.”
“So you keep telling me,” I whisper in his ear. “But you’re the one with the raging boner, big guy.”
He palms the back of my head, his hand fisting in my wet hair as he pulls me back so he can look into my eyes. “You’re rubbing that sweet pussy over me, Jessie. Of course I’m hard, but I’m not fucking you.”
“Conor, please?” I whimper as I bite on my lip, doing my best to seduce him.
“You’re a fucking deviant,” he says with a sigh before he grabs my waist and lifts me, spinning us around and sitting me on the edge of the tub. He pushes my thighs apart so that his body is nestled between them. “Lie back, Angel,” he growls, his brown eyes as dark as coal.
I do as he says, pushing myself back onto the ceramic tiles. We have underfloor heating and they are warm to the touch, but despite that, I shiver when my skin is flat against the floor. Conor lifts my legs out of the water, pulling my knees over his shoulders until my ass is almost touching his chest.
“You want to come, Angel?” he says as he starts to trail soft kisses over the inside of my thighs.
“Yeah,” I pant as I writhe beneath his expert mouth. “But what about you?”
“Me?” he chuckles softly and the sound vibrates through my body. “Don’t worry about me. I could come just from eating your sweet pussy.”
Then his tongue dances over my skin until he reaches the apex of my thighs. “So fucking good,” he murmurs against my delicate flesh before he licks the length of my folds, making me shudder.
“Conor,” I whimper, bucking my hips slightly as he swirls his tongue over my sensitive clit.
“I got you, Angel. Close your eyes and let me take care of you.”
“Fuck,” I groan softly as warm waves of pleasure begin to roll through my core as he works me with his expert tongue. I close my eyes and focus on him gently licking and sucking my delicate flesh, sending sparks of pleasure skittering around my body until I’m blanketed in a warm fuzzy glow.
“I-I’m gonna…” I stammer as my orgasm crests a wave, but he moves lower, lapping at my opening instead as he eases me back down.
“Eating your pussy makes me hard as fuck,” he groans and I hear the telltale sound of the water sloshing around the tub that tells me he is giving himself some much needed relief as well as me. The thought of him jerking off while he eats my pussy makes my inner walls contract. I lifts my hips slightly, trying to chase the orgasm he’s withholding and my skin is slippery on the tiles.
“Keep those eyes closed, Angel,” he warns as he continues torturing me with wave after wave of exquisite pleasure.
“Conor,” I groan, half in pleasure and half frustration.
It’s then that I feel a warm, wet mouth on my nipple, sucking me softly as a firm hand slides over my abdomen. I know it can’t be Conor because his tongue continues tantalizing my pussy. As I open my eyes and tilt my head, Liam’s eyes lock on mine and he winks at me. I reach out and run my fingers through his wet hair. He smells of expensive shampoo so I figure he must have taken a shower after he left me on the decking. My vampire.
“Hey,” I breathe as warm heat floods my body.
“Hey,” he says as he moves his face close to mine, lying beside me on the warm tiles. “Is Conor eating your pussy good, baby?”
“Y-yeah,” I gasp as his older brother sucks harder on my clit, making stars flicker behind my eyelids.
“He’s making you so wet, Jessie. I can smell your cum from here,” he whispers against my ear and wet heat floods my entire body. “Make her scream, yeah, Con? I want to feel our girl come hard.”
“Hmm,” Conor agrees, his tongue buried in my pussy.
I suck in a breath as Liam seals his lips over mine and when his older brother finally tips me over the edge, I groan into Liam’s mouth and he swallows every sound I make, drawing out my pleasure as I buck my hips against Conor’s skilled tongue. When every last tremor has rippled through my body, Liam breaks our kiss and Conor lifts his head from between my thighs and his eyes lock on mine.
“You okay, Angel?” he asks with a wink.
“Yeah,” I pant. “Are you?”
He wipes his mouth and chin with his hand. “Finished right after you did.”
“You are so fucking beautiful when you come, baby,” Liam says as he brushes his fingertips over my cheek. “I can’t wait to fuck you later.”
“You can fuck me now,” I pant and Conor laughs softly.