Page 44 of Christmas with Brother's Best Friends
“We don’t plan to,” Ryan replies. “Let her sit next to you, Max. My turn.”
Max draws her down for one more heated kiss before releasing her so that she can sit on the couch next to him.
Her hand immediately snakes over to his belt to unbuckle it. “I think you guys are too dressed.”
“Could say the same about you,” Ryan says as he kneels and works on taking off her pants and panties, sliding them both off her in one go. He grabs her hips and pulls her to the edge of the couch cushion, spreading her legs so that he can admire her.
“You’re going to be the death of us, sweetheart,” I tell her as my cock aches and pulses with need. I want to be inside of her so damn badly, but I also want to watch her fall apart as Ryan buries his face between her thighs.
He starts slowly, teasing and licking until Emma’s breath comes in short pants. She rakes her fingers through his hair as he gently guides her legs wider.
Emma throws her head back with a gasp, her free hand gripping Ryan’s hair as he flicks his tongue against her clit. “Feels so good… don’t stop.”
Max exhales slowly as she slips her hand into his briefs and starts stroking him. He closes his eyes for a moment, gathering himself before watching the show as she writhes and arches. “Good, baby?”
Emma nods fervently. “So good.”
I grin a little as I watch her come more and more undone. Unable to deny myself, I undo my belt and pants and reach into my briefs, my hand finding my erection. I wrap my fingers around myself and start pumping, heat crackling through me at the erotic sight of her.
I shouldn’t see her like this, but I can’t look away. I can’t stop.
I don’t want to anymore.
Ryan pushes two fingers inside of her and hooks them upward, pressing against a spot that makes her back come off the couch. He brings his mouth back to her clit, sucking and licking and doing whatever she needs to reach the edge.
Emma squeezes her eyes shut, so close it looks painful. She just needs a little push.
“Come for us, Emma,” I tell her, making her look at me. Her eyes drop to my hand as I stroke myself before going back up to my eyes. “Can you do that? Can you be good for us?”
Emma lets out a shaky breath and nods. “I can… I…”
She doesn’t finish her sentence before her orgasm hits her, stealing away her breath and her words. All she can do is moan in bliss as she shakes through the intensity, her grip on Ryan’s hair tightening.
Ryan doesn’t seem to care in the slightest. Honestly, he probably likes it. After one more slow lick up her center to taste her again, he lifts his head to meet her eyes. “More?”
Emma nods, cheeks streaked with a pink blush.
Ryan frees himself from the rest of his clothes and pulls her ass a little off the couch cushion, lining himself up with her entrance.
“Woah, wait. No one has a condom,” Max speaks up. At least one of us is thinking somewhat logically right now.
“I’m on the pill,” Emma replies as she gives him a comforting look. “We don’t have to stop. I don’t want to stop.”
“Of course not. Greedy girl,” I tease her, making her eyes darken a hint.
“If you were in my shoes, you’d do the same,” she assures me before looking at Ryan and sliding her hands up his arms. “Don’t hold back. Show them how I want to be fucked.”
Ryan doesn’t wait a second longer to sink inside of her, burying his cock to the hilt. He gives her a few seconds to adjust, but after that, he gives her exactly what she asked for. He pulls back and slams back in, his fingers sinking into her perfect hips.
Emma cries out in bliss as he sets a hard, deep pace to claim her body as his. For the time being.
“You look so beautiful being fucked,” Max tells her as he pumps himself, drinking the sight of her in.
“Yes, she does,” I say, my voice dropping low to a whisper as heat turns in my stomach. I could come just from watching her, but I’ve fantasized about this moment far too much to miss out on it.
Emma grabs the back of Ryan’s neck and drags him down for a heated kiss as he continues pounding into her. “I want you to come for me this time.”
Ryan’s jaw tenses as he tries to hold off. Between the way her thighs grip him and her sultry words, he’s a damn goner.
