Page 83 of My Brother's Teammates

“We can’t make all of your fantasies come true if we don’t know what they are, pretty girl.”

She wets her lips, then gives a firm nod like she knows she needs to work on sharing her thoughts with us, even if they’re filthy. “Will you kiss each other please? It’s so fucking hot.”

Mateo flashes his signature grin. “I mean, I guess I could take one for the team and kiss him.” He winks at me. “If I have to.”

“And can youfingermyasswhileyoudo?” Her words come out jumbled together, but it’s not hard to decipher what she’s saying.

Mateo captures her mouth with his, his hand sinking into her pussy again. “You wet for a little anal play, Charlotte?”

She tips her head back, her eyes fluttering closed, and a whimper slipping out from her lips. “Y-y-yes. I w-w-aaaaaaaaaaah Teo, easy.” She smacks his hand. “It’s so sensitive. S-so… Fuck, it’s so swollen.”

Mateo and I share a knowing, heated stare. “Not nearly as swollen as it’s going to be when we’re done with you.”

She squirms. “I really want to try one of you in my ass and one of you in my pussy.”

Mateo growls, nipping at her nipple and making her squeal as I lean down to speak close to her ear. “I know it’s not easy for you to tell us what you want, Charlie, but…” I put her hand on my cock so she can feel the steel bar in my pants. “It has an impact. And it makes me want to rain praise down on you when you do something I know is hard for you.”

Her answering smile lights up the room. Can’t blame her. Who the fuck doesn’t bask in the glow of praise?

“Say it,” she whispers.

“Say what?” I brush my lips against her cheek. “That you’re such a good girl when you find those filthy words and tell us what you want us to do to you?”

She sighs. “Mmm.”

“You are such a good girl, Red.” Mateo reaches behind him next to the empty champagne bottle and produces a small tub of lube. He hands it to me before brushing his thumb along Charlotte’s bottom lip.

I lube up my fingers, spread her ass cheeks apart, and slide in the tip of my primed finger.

“Check in, Red.” Mateo beats me to it. “Tell us you’re doing okay.”

She purses her lips like she’s checking. “I’m good. But I still want you to kiss each other.” Her voice is a little stronger, and warm pride blooms in my chest.

Mateo grips the back of my neck and kisses me. “Like this, Red?” He presses his lips against the tip of my nose, then my chin, my forehead. “Is this what you want?”

She moans as my index finger moves past the first knuckle in her ass before shaking her head. “No. Kiss him with your tongue, Teo. Please. Please.” She pauses. “Don’t like lick his face, kiss him. Kiss him like you own hiiiim.”

By the time she finishes her sentence on a squeal, my whole finger is in her ass.

“Doing okay there, Charlotte? How does it feel?”

She presses her ass back against me. “I think I’m ready for more.”

Mateo strips like his body’s on fire, and while he watches me squirt more lube between her cheeks, he puts his knuckle under my chin. “You heard the lady, Roman, she wants me to kiss you like I own you.”

The way he says own you sends shivers down my spine.

“Keep working our girl’s ass, and I’ll help you get as naked as the rest of us.”

By the time Mateo has managed to get my clothes off and given my dick a teasing squeeze for good measure, I have two fingers in Charlotte’s ass, and I’m working on stretching her, preparing her for something bigger.

“You want me to kiss you like I own you, Ro?”

By now, our happy girl is squeezing her nipples and grinning up at both of us. Someone likes having her ass played with. When Mateo slips his fingers around her clit, she squeals.

“What if I want to kiss you like I own you, Teo?” I’m testing the water, but something about how he’s watching me finger Charlotte’s ass makes me wonder if he wants me to finger his, too.

Charlotte huffs. “Just kiss.”

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