Page 4 of Perfidious Passion

"Touch yourself, baby."

My hand dives into my leggings just as fingers grip my ankles and start tugging the fabric from my legs.

"Mine!" Caleb demands and dives forward between my now bare thighs. He bats my hand away and nudges my thong to the side.

"Jesus," Aaron moans, sounding closer now.

Before I can peek behind me to see what he's doing to Caleb, a hot tongue swipes through my dripping folds. My cry of pleasure breaks on Dean's cock, and he shoves me back down. The living room is filled with wet noises, manly grunts, and slaps of skin. Dean fucks my face while his brother eats my pussy and Aaron fucks his ass.

What a fucking way to celebrate.

Caleb

FEB. 8TH - SATURDAY

“Fuuuuuck, Caleb," Aaron groans. I love it when he moans my name, but the way he looks down at me is downright a wet dream. I'll never tire of his sinful blue eyes watching me between his legs, nor will his taste ever turn me off.

I grin in response to his sleepy pleasure, making my mouth seal around his cock even tighter. Nudging him into the back of my throat, I swallow and take him further. Ignoring the burn and uncomfortable feel of deep throating takes time, but I've had fifteen years of practice with Aaron's thick dick. My man has been fucking my face since we were sixteen and seventeen.

Fuck, I'll never forget the first time Lilly walked in on us and stayed to watch. My brother and I were twenty-four, and she was eighteen. Lilly had been dating my twin for four days. To say we were all fucking shocked when she walked into my room instead of Dean's would be an understatement. She may have run to Dean right after I rutted myself into the bed and swallowed Aaron’s cum, butwemade her panties wet.

Who would’ve thought living with my twin brother would result in the amazing life we're living?

Aaron grunts and tosses his head back, breaking our eye contact, but that's okay. I woke him up with head so he could start his Saturday relaxed. Aaron usually needs help to slow down, which Lilly and I are more than happy to do. Especially since he came home last night with the greatest news ever.He fuckin' did it, and we're going to celebrate all weekend long.

"Mmm," I hum, while dragging my nails from his ankle and to the inside of his thigh. Like the tease I am, I pluck some of his leg hair, making him buck a touch more at the sting of pain.

Using my saliva dripping onto his balls, I caress them and dip lower to massage the rim of his hot fucking hole. I pop off for a breath and groan, taking in his heaving chest. The warm twinkly lights Lilly has strung up around our California King bed highlights his tan abs.

"So hot," I rumble appreciatively and nuzzle my cheek against his thigh when he runs his fingers through my hair.

Nibbling on his lip, Aaron pushes my hair back and explores my eyebrows, nose, and my mouth with his knuckles. "So pretty," he murmurs, and smirks.

Narrowing my gaze, I nip at his dick, making him puff out a startled chuckle. I fucking hate being called pretty. I'm the sexy twin. Dean's pretty. "Asshole," I grumble.

"Speaking of..." he trails off and grinds his ass down on my exploring fingertips. I watch with rapt attention as he takes what he wants from me. Plump red lips part on a sigh when my middle and ring finger brush against his prostate.

Unashamed, I hump his calf, needing some friction. "Feel good, husband?"

"Fuck!" Aaron gasps, turning red in the face. "More, Caleb. Now. Please."

His balls are already drawing up with his impending release. Not wanting his salty cum to go to waste, I wrap my lips around his crown and suckhard.

"SHIT!" he roars, hips stuttering like he’s trying to figure out whether to grind on my fingers or thrust down my throat. I decide to help him out. With a curl of my fingers, and his cock pulsing in my mouth, Aaron comes with a roar so deep it makes my dick weep for its own release.

"Fucking Christ, Caleb. I love that mouth. I loveyou," he breathes, slumping back into the pillows. A satisfied smile tugs my lips. Not one made to tease or taunt like I'm known for, but one that shows my happiness.

I drop a kiss on his left kneecap, the one that holds an array of scars from his baseball days. "Love you too."

"Am I good to come in now?" Lilly shouts through the closed door.

Locking eyes with Aaron, we share a silent worry. I don't understand after all these years why she still feels the need to ask us if she can come inside her bedroom. We all share it and if she had walked in three minutes ago, it's not like it would be anything she hasn't seen before.

"Of course, Lilly!" Aaron shouts, hiding his exasperation behind a soothing smile that always makes her melt.

In she walks, but it's not us who's making her smile. Dean follows in after her, murmuring in her ear while she blushes and snorts beneath her breath. When she finally looks up to see Aaron and me, her lips twist, telling me she's biting the inside of her cheek with uncertainty.

"Lilly," I warn, my jaw clenching. "What did I tell you?"

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