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her round hips, the sweet curve of her waist, and then cupping her breasts as he kissed her with everything he had.
A brush of his thumbs over her nipples had her gasping into his mouth , and a slight pinch pulled her head back, breaking off the kiss. Ant didn’t mind, since the move exposed her long neck. He trailed his mouth down the silky skin, sipping and nipping at her. He wanted to devour her, mark her, and he felt no shame at leaving little love bruises on her as he worked his way south. Logan helped him out by arching her back, offering her breasts to him before he even got to them.
But he was quick to take advantage of the position, lifting the full globes to his mouth and sucking on one nipple before moving to the next . Back and forth, he worked her, listening to her moan as he toyed with her. Scraping his teeth over one turgid tip, Ant reveled in the way her pussy soaked him where she was pressed to his stomach. He could feast on her sensitive nipples all night, but he had another destination in mind, one he’d dreamed about for months.
With a final tug to her nipples, he released her, smoothing his hands down her stomach to her hips, then to her legs, lifting them up and pushing in. “Brace your feet on the cushion,” he ordered gruffly and moved to grab the strip of condoms.
Lucky for him, Logan was a good girl and did exactly as he told her, setting her heels right beneath her ass on the sofa, opening herself up to him. Trusting him with all she was. Ant groaned his approval as he worked his way down the gentle slope of her stomach, taking a second to swirl his tongue around her navel, causing her to suck in her belly. Kissing his way down, down, he veered to the left to kiss her hip, the scent of her arousal drugging him.
“Ant,” she gasped, her hands coming up to grip his head, trying to bring him to her pussy, but he only gave her a sharp nip on the thigh. “You don’t need to use the condoms.”
He lifted his head, shocked. “What?”
Her lips twisted, some of her arousal fading. “Unless you didn’t use them with those other women.” Her hands fell away from his head, fisting at her sides, and she almost lowered her legs but his grip kept them in place. “I’m on the pill and I wanted to feel you, but if you weren’t careful with—”
Ant leaned up to press his finger to her lips. “I haven’t been with a woman in seven months.” Both J.B. and Logan went still, their widened eyes demanding answers. Ant shrugged. “I went to dinner with ’em, but they weren’t you and I couldn’t make myself do anything else. But even before that, I always used protection and I’m clean as of my last checkup a year ago.”
The smile Logan gave him was nearly bright enough to blind. “Then I want you, just you.” She slanted a glance at J.B. “Both of you with nothing between us.”
“Then I think it’s time to give you what you really want. J.B.,” he said, not forgetting about his brother’s presence. Again, as though they’d rehearsed this, or more like they knew what the other wanted, J.B. moved onto the sofa and pulled Logan’s hands away from Ant’s hair.
Kneeling, Ant watched as J.B. shackled Logan’s wrists in one hand and pulled her arms over her head, pinning them to the back of the sofa. The move pushed her breasts out again and Ant took a moment to admire her position, sitting on his heels to get a better look. Logan looked like some kind of pagan sacrifice, or better yet, like a captive. His captive. J.B. looked huge next to her, dark to her light, his muscles bulging as he easily held her in place. And she struggled a little, soft grunts of frustration escaping her mouth. But she never said no.
Not that J.B. gave her a chance. He snaked his free hand in her hair, tugged on it and kissed her hard, fucking her mouth with his tongue . Taking that as his cue it was time to drive her insane, Ant lowered his gaze to the pink flesh in front of him. Even as he looked, he
A brush of his thumbs over her nipples had her gasping into his mouth , and a slight pinch pulled her head back, breaking off the kiss. Ant didn’t mind, since the move exposed her long neck. He trailed his mouth down the silky skin, sipping and nipping at her. He wanted to devour her, mark her, and he felt no shame at leaving little love bruises on her as he worked his way south. Logan helped him out by arching her back, offering her breasts to him before he even got to them.
But he was quick to take advantage of the position, lifting the full globes to his mouth and sucking on one nipple before moving to the next . Back and forth, he worked her, listening to her moan as he toyed with her. Scraping his teeth over one turgid tip, Ant reveled in the way her pussy soaked him where she was pressed to his stomach. He could feast on her sensitive nipples all night, but he had another destination in mind, one he’d dreamed about for months.
With a final tug to her nipples, he released her, smoothing his hands down her stomach to her hips, then to her legs, lifting them up and pushing in. “Brace your feet on the cushion,” he ordered gruffly and moved to grab the strip of condoms.
Lucky for him, Logan was a good girl and did exactly as he told her, setting her heels right beneath her ass on the sofa, opening herself up to him. Trusting him with all she was. Ant groaned his approval as he worked his way down the gentle slope of her stomach, taking a second to swirl his tongue around her navel, causing her to suck in her belly. Kissing his way down, down, he veered to the left to kiss her hip, the scent of her arousal drugging him.
“Ant,” she gasped, her hands coming up to grip his head, trying to bring him to her pussy, but he only gave her a sharp nip on the thigh. “You don’t need to use the condoms.”
He lifted his head, shocked. “What?”
Her lips twisted, some of her arousal fading. “Unless you didn’t use them with those other women.” Her hands fell away from his head, fisting at her sides, and she almost lowered her legs but his grip kept them in place. “I’m on the pill and I wanted to feel you, but if you weren’t careful with—”
Ant leaned up to press his finger to her lips. “I haven’t been with a woman in seven months.” Both J.B. and Logan went still, their widened eyes demanding answers. Ant shrugged. “I went to dinner with ’em, but they weren’t you and I couldn’t make myself do anything else. But even before that, I always used protection and I’m clean as of my last checkup a year ago.”
The smile Logan gave him was nearly bright enough to blind. “Then I want you, just you.” She slanted a glance at J.B. “Both of you with nothing between us.”
“Then I think it’s time to give you what you really want. J.B.,” he said, not forgetting about his brother’s presence. Again, as though they’d rehearsed this, or more like they knew what the other wanted, J.B. moved onto the sofa and pulled Logan’s hands away from Ant’s hair.
Kneeling, Ant watched as J.B. shackled Logan’s wrists in one hand and pulled her arms over her head, pinning them to the back of the sofa. The move pushed her breasts out again and Ant took a moment to admire her position, sitting on his heels to get a better look. Logan looked like some kind of pagan sacrifice, or better yet, like a captive. His captive. J.B. looked huge next to her, dark to her light, his muscles bulging as he easily held her in place. And she struggled a little, soft grunts of frustration escaping her mouth. But she never said no.
Not that J.B. gave her a chance. He snaked his free hand in her hair, tugged on it and kissed her hard, fucking her mouth with his tongue . Taking that as his cue it was time to drive her insane, Ant lowered his gaze to the pink flesh in front of him. Even as he looked, he
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