Braydon(87)

He also wasn’t sure how he was supposed to bring up the subject with Brendon.

Jessie had been there at the hospital when Brendon broke down, and truthfully, his heart had damn near cracked in half to learn that he’d hurt his twin like that. Leaving and staying away for three months had been hard for him, but he hadn’t realized just how hard it had been for Brendon. Neither of them had taken the other’s feelings into consideration in recent months. They’d been too focused on their own issues.

And maybe that was the thing. Maybe they were slowly inserting that small amount of space between them that would allow them to live separate lives.

Again, it didn’t help Braydon figure out how they were supposed to proceed.

Jessie’s breaths became slow and deep once again, and he realized she’d fallen asleep. He resituated himself on the bed so that he could hold her close to him, and as he stared up at the ceiling wishing for sleep, wishing for something to calm his mind, Braydon decided that it was time he did have a conversation with Brendon.

What other choice did he have?



THE FOLLOWING MORNING, Braydon woke just as the sun was peeking through the blinds. He immediately realized where he was and he smiled. Jessie’s bedroom.

But unlike the last time he woke up in her bed, this time she wasn’t awake before him. In fact, she was sprawled across the bed on her stomach, her hair fanning out across her pillow, her head turned away from him.

The blanket had slid down her body, revealing the scrumptious curve of her ass and the long, slender line of her back. He wanted to run his tongue along her spine . . .

What was stopping him?

Doing his best not to wake her, Braydon moved, propping himself up so that he could press his lips to the base of her neck. He trailed his tongue down between her shoulder blades, then lower. He didn’t let up and when Jessie shivered, he knew she was awake. To her credit, she didn’t move, which he took to mean she wanted him to continue.

As he trailed kisses over her back, that possessive instinct took root inside of him once again. The desire to possess her, to claim her body as well as her heart, was overpowering at best.

Braydon pushed the comforter off her, allowing it to fall to the floor before he knelt between her legs, forcing them apart so that he had room. He admired her smooth golden skin as he licked his way up and down her back, stopping briefly to kiss her neck and then again to nip at the sweet curves of her ass after he had moved back down her body.

It didn’t take long for his dick to get on board, and the next time he moved up her body, he slid between her spread thighs, allowing his cock to rest between the rounded globes of her ass. That elicited a moan from Jessie.

“You like that?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whispered back. “Tease me, Braydon.”

“Tease you how?” Kissing her neck, he pressed his hips forward, his shaft grinding between her ass cheeks.

“There,” she moaned, her hips raising ever so slightly as she increased the friction by shifting her ass.

It was his turn to groan.

Realizing just what she was getting at, Braydon leaned over to the side of the bed, opened the drawer to the nightstand, and peeked inside. He grabbed a condom and a small bottle of lubricant he’d seen there the last time he’d explored the drawer looking for a condom.

Setting both items on the side of the bed, Braydon returned to his exploration of her body with his tongue. He kissed and licked and nipped his way over her back, and when he reached her ass this time, he kneaded her butt cheeks with his hands before separating them gently.

His dick twitched at the thought of what she was requesting.

Jessie had previously admitted to them that she enjoyed anal sex. He hadn’t believed her initially because he had thought she was just reassuring them that she enjoyed double penetration. Clearly she hadn’t been just talking for the sake of talking.

Unable to hold back, Braydon flattened himself on the bed and slid his tongue from the dimpled small of her back downward, sliding along the crease of her ass until he was rimming her *.

“Oh, God, Braydon,” Jessie cried out, bucking her hips back. “That feels so good.”

Braydon continued to tongue-f*ck her *, watching her writhe and moan on the bed as he readied her. Without losing his momentum, he reached for the lube and flipped open the cap. Pulling his head back, he squirted a generous amount directly onto her * and then used his fingers to spread it. He slipped one finger inside of her, f*cking her slowly, gently, before adding another.

When he had fully penetrated her with two fingers, he began f*cking her incessantly while she continued to thrust back against his hands, moaning as she did.

“Do you like that, Jess? Do you like me f*cking your ass with my fingers?”

“Yes,” she cried. “Yes. Oh, please don’t stop.”

He had no intention of stopping. At least not the f*cking part, but he did intend to slide his dick inside the tight hole instead of his fingers.

With hurried movements, he managed to retrieve the condom and slide it over his straining cock before guiding himself directly into her ass. Even when he had stopped touching her, Jessie had continued to writhe against the bed, and that’s when he realized she’d slipped her hand beneath herself.

“Are you teasing your clit?” he asked, his voice rough with the need that was building.