Page 44 of My Brother's Best Friends

I spread my legs and he sinks into me with effortless grace. He slides inside and I’m made whole again.

The pleasure doesn’t stop. Every time I think I’ve reached the peak, there’s another one looming above. Oscar is slow and patient. He gives me a moment to recover from the wild ride I’ve just had. I reach for his ass, filling my palm with its tight contours. He moves inside me effortlessly—slower than the last two, but just as satisfying.

“Oscar!” I cry out.

“Makayla,” he whispers. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.”

I can tell that this is more than just a fuck for him. He’s in love with me, and that gives me permission to love him in return. It sounds crazy as I think it through, but my heart doesn’t lie. My body is just as sincere. And both are begging me to fall. To fall deep.

“I think I do have an idea,” I reply and kiss him softly, listening to the bed creaking beneath us. He goes harder and faster with every thrust while I rake my fingernails down his back.What started as gentle lovemaking turns feral. I want him so desperately, I find it hard to breathe.

I squeeze my eyes shut, breathe him in, and welcome every glorious inch, ablaze with pure bliss.

Oscar recognizes my orgasm. He slides his arms under me for leverage and hikes my legs up so that my knees rest on his shoulders. From there he can dive even deeper and I’m helpless.

“I can’t get enough of you, Makayla. It’s going to be a problem,” he says, fucking me harder as we look into each other’s eyes.

“Don’t stop,” I beg him. “I need to feel you…”

“Kay…”

“I don’t care how much trouble we’re in, Oscar. Just… take me, all of me!”

“Dammit,” he groans, tumbling over the edge with me.

Our bodies lock together; our heartbeats sync. A spark arcs between us, as though we’re two halves of a live wire. He kisses me softly, withdrawing his cock before scooping me back up into his arms. Then he carries me back to the living room—he refuses to be greedy. We’re a quartet, and the night is far from over.

15

ALEX

Ilet out a shaky laugh. “I need a minute.” I’m still floating in a honeyed haze from the aftermath of reaching ecstasy.

Kellan drops into an armchair and drains an entire bottle of water. Predictably, I’m hard again. Makayla is otherworldly, and I’m nowhere near ready to face the consequences of what we just did.

I need to sink even deeper inside this woman and discover heights within myself that have never been reached before.

Oscar comes out of the bedroom, carrying Makayla in his arms. He sets her gently on her feet, arms poised to catch her if her knees give out. I know from experience that three men at once can be a lot for a woman to handle.

Her gaze drifts through the heated haze of the room before finally landing on me. I dare to hope.

“You look astonishing,” I tell her. And I mean every word.

The afterglow looks gorgeous on her.

She pushes away from Oscar and wobbles forward. He trails behind her to make sure she doesn’t fall, but it’s the momentum that does the trick. After taking a few tentative steps, she flies into my arms.

“We’re not done yet,” Makayla says, kissing me with a passion I wasn’t expecting.

“You don’t have to–” I begin, trying to put her needs first.

“Oh, no, sir. Not with that cock begging for me even now…”

“Wow, you get nasty when you’re horny,” I chuckle and bring a hand up to squeeze her breast, then pinch the nipple until the sting rips a hiss from her throat. “I love that about you.”

“Take me… again.”

That’s all the permission I need, but she’s nothing close to passive. She slips a hand between us and wraps her fingers around my cock. She strokes me faster, a reckless grin curving her lips.

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