My hands lowered over her collarbone to findher voluptuous cleavage. She wasn’t a skinny little girl. She was acurvy woman that I wanted to touch all over. I wanted to maul herlike a possessed animal, and I had to rein it in.
She’d shuffled forward on the chair, so shewas half hanging off it. Eton had a firm hold of her spread legs withhis face against her pussy. Judging by her whimpers and gasps, he wasdoing a good job.
This room setup had been perfect for the dance,but probably not so good for more intimate pleasure.
I pushed my hands inside her bra to grasp hersoft flesh, and her hard nipples rubbed against the palms of myhands. She gave out another pleasurable moan. I moved to roll andpinch the nipples between my fingers.
“Oh, yes,” she gasped. I didn’t knowwhether my actions provoked it; I’d guess it was Eton. When Iglanced in his direction, I saw the tip of his tongue teasing herswollen clit and his fingers thrusting into her at a pace.
She moaned again. Louder and at a higher pitch.“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted to spur us on.
My contribution was small but hopefully addedsignificantly to her pleasure.
The only thing better than seeing a woman comewas being the man who made her come. And when she came, I damn neardid too.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
ETON
When her vagina clenched around my threefingers and started the unmistakable pulsing movements, I had to letgo of her legs and hold my dick with my free hand. I was too damnnear to coming in my boxers.
I couldn’t decide whether to jerk off rightthen and come with her before all was lost, or try to hold back. Iwanted to concentrate on her, and I couldn’t do that if I came thentoo.
With great willpower, I held myself in checkand slipped my tongue alongside my fingers inside her beautiful body.
She tasted wonderful.
Her scent and juices made me light-headed, anda gush of wonderful, warm liquid slipped from inside her and straightinto my mouth.
I groaned with the pleasure of it, and my dickthrobbed.
She was so good, so sexy, and deserved so muchloving.
I wanted to give it all to her, and right then,I understood the benefit of having my brother at hand to take over.
I’d do my best to please, but between twomen, we stood a much better chance of making our woman happy.Together we’d satisfy Siena, giving her as many orgasms as shecould handle.
“Shall we move this to my bedroom?” Finnasked.
“Yes, let’s,” I agreed.
He helped her stand up.
I could’ve used a hand too, but I got up onmy own. My fingers were wet and sticky. I raised them to my face. Thesmell was heavenly, and without thinking about it, I began to lickthem.
Siena stared at me as if wondering what thehell I was doing.
“Hmmm. You taste so good, babe. I’m gonnaneed to do that to you again.”
Finn steered her toward the door. “Only afterI’ve had a turn.”
That was fair enough, and I followed them.
In Finn’s room, he lost no time in strippingher out of her clothes. I decided to stay out of the way and watchwhile removing my own sticky underwear.
“Come and lie down, my sweet,” he said.
She did. She lay on her back with her legs wideapart and my brother on his knees between them. It was a great placeto be; I’d been there.