“At the same time.” She said the last on a breathless whisper. Would they want to do that? Agree to something so wickedly forbidden?
The change in them took on its own form, and before she knew what was happening, Tanner was out of his seat and had her hauled up and against his chest. His mouth crashed against hers violently, aggressively. It was intense and hot, and she wanted more.
Winding her arms around his neck, she opened her mouth and slipped her tongue inside his mouth. His groan was deep and filled with carnal desire. Once again, she had worn a dress, and she was immensely thankful for that fact when he decided to slip his hands down her back, over the curve of her ass, and down to grip the hem.
He broke the kiss and left a hot, fiery trail of kisses down her neck. A look at Jonas showed him watching the whole interaction with hooded eyes. He leaned back in his chair, finished off his wine as he watched her over the rim then stood. His movements were slow and deliberate as he made his way behind her.
Tanner sucked on one side of her neck while Jonas worked at the sensitive flesh on the other side. The multiple sensations they invoked inside of her simultaneously was like nothing she ever felt. Tanner slowly lifted her dress, and Jonas molded his hands on the mounds of her ass. A growl vibrated against her throat.
“She isn’t wearing any panties, Tanner.” Both brothers made deep, animalistic sounds and pressed closer to her. Their erections were rock hard, pressing to her belly and back, and causing wetness to pool at the junction between her legs and slip down her inner thighs.
Tanner grunted out, “What a naughty, naughty girl.”
Her dress was removed by one of them seconds later. She was so high from her arousal that she couldn’t even be sure who had done it or which brother touched her breasts or ass.
It was a plethora of sensations that had her spinning out of control but in such a good way.
“Come on, baby.” Both of them broke away from her. She stood there, her body naked and her pussy wet as they took their time looking their fill.
The idea to go without undergarments had been a spur of the moment thing, but the way they looked at her body, as if they could barely contain their need to devour her, made her glad she had gone without them.
Jonas took her hand, and Tanner led the way to her bedroom. It was spacious and big, and the king sized four- poster bed Tanner and Jonas helped her pick out sat like a sexual beacon.
Had they convinced her to buy such a large bed because they had this exact scenario in mind? Before she could question them on that, Jonas had her in his arms and kissed her hard.
In the short time it had taken her to contemplate the situation about the bed, both men had shed their clothing. Jonas’s hot, hard body pressed against hers, and she couldn’t help but melt against him.
She felt so wholly feminine with them, as if their strength could break her. But the fact they were so gentle made her feel owned by them. The heat from Tanner’s nude body covered her back, and she sighed into Jonas’s mouth.
“I’m going to make you scream my name while Jonas has his cock buried deep inside of you.” The fact Tanner spoke so erotically and about her and his brother, nonetheless, had her insanely turned-on. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you.” He didn’t phrase it as a question, but then again, she knew he wasn’t asking her but telling her.
He knew her too well. They both did.
Jonas broke the kiss and licked down her throat. She sighed.
“Yes. I would.” Sasha let her head fall back on Tanner’s chest and exhaled in bliss when Jonas dragged his tongue back up the center of her throat.
He did this over and over again, causing goose- bumps to form along her body.
He moved his lips back down and over her collarbones and to her breasts, which felt far too heavy and sensitive. He took her nipples with wicked skill. He sucked and nipped along the tight peaks, and then drew them into his mouth. The blood rushed to the surface, making Sasha beg them softly to ease her torment.
Tanner skimmed his hands down her back and let his lips follow the curve of her spine. When he got to the base, he gently laid a kiss. Taking a cheek in each of his hands, he spread her ass wide and blew cool air across her pussy.
She felt overheated, and her temperature only increased with each passing second.
Tanner’s warm breath teased her slick folds, and then his mouth latched onto her aching flesh. A hoarse cry left her, but Jonas slanted his mouth on hers and swallowed the noise.
For several long, ecstasy filled moments, they did nothing but torture her mouth and pussy with slow, drugging sweeps of their mouths and flicks of their tongues. Sasha was liquid by the time they both pulled away and led her to the bed. The sheets were cold on her bare back, but it felt delicious against her too-hot flesh.
Jonas slid in next to her and rolled her body toward his. They kissed again, drugging ones that had her pressing her pussy against his hard cock that was against her thigh.
“Are you sure about this, baby?”
Keeping her lips close to his, she murmured, “I have never been surer of anything in my life.” He speared his hands in her hair, tilted her head, and took her mouth like he was fucking her.
She still sensed Tanner, knew he was probably watching everything, and grew wetter. Jonas gripped her hip and moved her so she straddled his narrow hips. His cock slipped between her pussy folds, and they both groaned at the contact.
For several moments, all they did was kiss, but Sasha needed more friction. Rocking her hips back and forth on him, he grew harder against her.