Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 119093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
“I trust you,” I say out loud, needing them to know how I feel. Both guys stop in their tracks, and then twin smiles spread across their handsome faces.
“Good,” Hayden says, “because you’ll need to trust us for what we have planned.”
“I do,” I say firmly with a nod to accentuate my words.
Brody bends in front of me and takes my heeled foot in his hands while Hayden walks over to the corner of the room.
A few seconds later, soft music fills the silence as Brody removes my heel and then kisses the instep of my foot. A bolt of electricity races up my body and straight to my center. He removes my other heel and kisses that instep as well. Kissing my foot shouldn’t turn me on like it does, but holy hell, I can’t help it. Every time one of them touches me in any way, my body reacts.
“Stand,” Hayden gently demands. When I do, he turns me slightly and unzips the back of my dress. The material pools at my feet, leaving me in only the cream-colored floral matching bra and panty set that leaves little to the imagination.
“Jesus,” Hayden breathes from behind me. “Tell us you bought this for us.”
“I did,” I admit softly. After we started taking things to the next level, Lacey and I went shopping, and I bought some cute matching sets. It’s been years since anyone has seen my undergarments—since I’ve cared about anyone seeing them—and I wanted to make sure I had some that would make me feel sexy.
“You look gorgeous… perfect,” Brody says, standing. He dips his head and kisses the swell of one breast, then the other. “Lie on the bed,” he murmurs, looking at me with fire in his eyes.
With my heart thumping so heavily in my chest, it feels as though my entire body is pulsating. I sit on the bed and then inch backward until I’m in the center with my head on the feather-soft pillows.
Hayden takes something from the basket and walks over to the side of the bed. “Remember how you said you didn’t want to choose?” I nod. “We’re taking the choice out of your hands.” He shows me a black velvety-looking eye mask, and my eyes go wide.
They’re going to blindfold me. Holy shit! I should probably be concerned, but I meant what I said—I trust them.
“If there’s anything you don’t like, you have to tell us,” Brody says, kneeling on the bed and crawling over to me. “Our priority is to make sure you feel good. If you don’t enjoy something, you have to speak up.”
I nod, then open my mouth, quickly closing it when I change my mind about what I wanted to ask.
Brody notices immediately. “Bree, I just said you have to speak up. What were you going to say?”
I take in a deep breath to build up my courage, then release it. “I… I want to be with both of you…in every way…but…” I swallow thickly, suddenly shy and a bit embarrassed about what I’m about to admit. “I’ve never had anal sex before.”
“Because it never happened or because you didn’t want to?” Hayden asks.
“It never came up. I don’t know if he wanted it or thought about it, but he never mentioned it, and neither did I.” Pete’s and my sex life was good, but we weren’t really what you’d call adventurous. “I want to be with both of you in that way, but I just wanted you to know I’ve never done it before, and I read that it could hurt.” I flinch, remembering the articles I read. Some said how good it could be, while others mentioned the pain.
“Your pleasure comes first,” Brody says, cupping the side of my face. “We will never do anything with the intention of hurting you. Your trust means everything to us. If something hurts, you have to tell us. We won’t know unless you say something. And as far as anal goes, when it’s done correctly, it can feel good. I know this personally.”
“You liked it?” I ask curiously. They mentioned experimenting together, but Brody said it made him realize he wasn’t interested in being with a man like that.
“It felt good,” he admits, glancing over at Hayden and smiling. “But it also felt like something was missing. Could I be with a guy again? Yeah. But it’s not what I crave. I crave you. Your womanly curves…” He runs his fingers across my breasts and down my torso. “This sweet pussy…” His hand finds its way under the material, and he slides a finger between my lips. “I could go without dick for the rest of my life and not give a shit, but I need this pussy. I need you.”
“What if you could have both?” I ask, unsure where the hell that came from.