Page 8 of Doubling Down

“I can’t believe you’re really here,” Simon says, rising to look into my eyes. “Is this even real?” He takes my face in his hands again, staring down at me.

I nod, then gasp as Jude finds his way beneath my dress with one hand, stroking his fingers lightly between my thighs before grazing a fingertip just beneath the edge of my panties. Then he lifts his hand and holds it up to his brother’s nose.

“Does this smell real enough to you?”

Simon’s nostrils flare as he inhales, then hums, his mouth quirking wickedly and feral desire filling his gaze. He drops to his knees then and grabs me by the leg, hooking my knee over his shoulder as he shoves my dress up. Jude chuckles and slides his finger into his mouth, sucking it clean.

“He always got drunk on your scent,” Jude says. “I preferred watching you fall apart as much as being the cause of it.”

Simon presses his face between my thighs, nipping my engorged flesh through my panties. He grabs hold of the waistband of the skimpy lace and tugs down just far enough to insert his tongue at the top of my crease. Hot wetness floods my core as he presses his tongue tight against my clit.

I gasp and cling to Jude, who leans in for support, watching his brother destroy my will with his tongue before dropping his mouth to my breast again.

“Oh god,” I moan. It was never this good before—never so overwhelmingly perfect. I don’t even care that we’re out in the open, by the side of the road, and that anyone might drive by and see us.

Simon tugs my panties down a little lower, then gets frustrated by the barrier and yanks hard with both hands. One side snaps and they fall, dangling around my upraised thigh as he descends on my pussy again, this time plunging his tongue between my folds and flicking it hard against my clit. My desire rises so fast it makes my head spin, but Jude is there, holding on tight, his mouth at my ear as my orgasm takes hold.

“That’s my girl,” he murmurs. “You remember how much we love it when you don’t hold back. Tell me you’re ready for more. Please fucking say you want more.”

“I want more,” I pant, legs trembling.

“Turn around, baby,” Jude says, and I can’t do a thing but obey.

When Simon rises, he helps me pivot, and then they both bend me over the hood of my car. My nipples hit cold steel, and one of the twins lifts my dress. With my panties gone, the warm summer breeze gusts across my wet pussy, stoking my heat high once again.

I have never been more eager, more ready to be fucked in my life.

Chapter Five

I wait an eternity, but don’t hear a zipper.

“Fuck me, I don’t have a condom,” Jude mutters. “Do you, brother?”

“She caught me as off-guard as you,” Simon says.

I peek over my shoulder to see them both staring longingly at my ass. “It’s okay,” I say. “I’m on birth control. And that interview I took made it sound like you guys have to prove you’re clean to work there, right?”

The realization hits them both simultaneously, their gazes darkening. Jude cocks his head and reaches out, gliding his fingertips up through my sensitive channel. His fingers graze my ass the tiniest bit, which sends a fresh throb of need to my clit.

We tried everything when we were together, including anal, which was gross to think about until we tried it and learned how epic my orgasms could be. They loved that they could both be inside me at the same time too. I’m positive Jude’s remembering how it felt, but he still doesn’t make a move.

“What’s wrong?” I ask. Neither twin looks like he plans to back out, so I’m not sure why they’re hesitating.

“Nothing. Not one fucking thing,” Jude says. “I just want to savor this moment. We always used condoms before. I want to enjoy not having to use one for the first time.”

Simon claps his brother on the shoulder. “Just don’t take all night. I need a taste too.” He leans over the hood and curls his hand around my nape, then kisses me again. I sigh into it, near tears at how perfect it feels.

Finally I hear the clank of a belt buckle and a zipper, then Jude gently rests both hands on my ass, gliding his thumbs down the crease and gripping a little tighter as he spreads me open. One hand disappears, and he presses his his thick, hot tip to my opening.

I moan and tilt my hips to signal how ready I am, but he seems determined to draw this out. Once he notches his cockhead at my entrance, he returns his hand to my ass, gripping for leverage as he pushes in so slowly it makes my head spin.

“Jesus fucking Christ, you feel so good.” He practically groans the words as he seats himself deep inside me. I clench my muscles around him, enjoying the moan he gives in response before he begins to move. Then it’s my turn to moan into Simon’s mouth as my need is stoked. Every slow thrust of Jude’s cock drives me higher, closer to another climax.

Simon releases my mouth and brushes soft kisses over my jaw. He continues clutching the back of my neck as he presses his mouth to my ear.

“I remember how tight you were the first time we fucked you—how greedy that hot little pussy was for two big dicks. I missed you so much, Sarah. It’s going to be so, so good now that you’re home. You’re a fucking dream come true, and I can’t wait to get my dick into you.”

“Simon,” I whine, reaching for him. Some muddled part of my brain manages to react to the part where I’m home. Because I’m not… not really. I’m only here for a few weeks before I go back to California.

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