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“That,” I say, pointing to the phone screen, “Is my best friend from childhood who went missing years ago.”

He stares at me like he’s waiting for me to explain further.

“You are a real piece of work. How dare you look at my phone. You have no right!”

I swipe my phone from his hand quickly, before he has a chance to pull it away from me again, and stand from my chair abruptly. “I’m ready to leave now,” I grit out before I slam down the rest of my cocktail and turn around, heading for the exit. I can hear them both bickering behind me, but I don’t care to listen. I’m so mad right now, I’m practically seeing red. The ride to their apartment is spent in complete silence. It’s only when wemake it back there and Jamison attempts to give orders that all hell breaks loose.

‘Don’t tell me what to fucking do, Jamison!” I yell out with both hands on my hips.

He gets in my face angrily. “I was not telling you what to do. I was simply informing you of where the stuff I purchased was and how the sleeping arrangements would be most suitable. You are insufferable.”

“You are an asshole!” I say, glaring at him around Jonathan as he attempts to push us apart. “I’m not a child. I’m a grown ass woman and I can do whatever the fuck I want.” Before I even realize what I’m doing I have Jonathan’s shirt in my hands and I’m ripping him down to me and crashing my lips against him. I know I’ve caught him by surprise when he doesn’t immediately respond to my advances, so I lick into the seam of his lips. His mouth opens for me and he swipes his tongue out and tangles it with mine as he grabs me around the waist and pulls me into him. I can feel him harden against my stomach as I press my body against his. I pull away enough to see his eyes open wide.

“What was that for?” he asks me bewildered.

I still have my hands gripping his shirt as I peer over at Jamison, expecting to see anger in his eyes. Instead, I’m assaulted by his lustful gaze. He’s looking at me like he wants to devour me. I’m suddenly a bit nervous. I think I just opened a can of worms and I’m not sure the lid will fit back on by the time this night ends.

“Do it again,” Jamison’s voice rasps out.

“What?” I ask him, confused. Does he want me to kiss Jonathan again in front of him? I look at Jonathan questioningly, but he cups my jaw and leans in to kiss me again before I can react. He pulls me toward him just as the feel of another body envelopes me from behind. I feel Jamison’s handpush my hair over my shoulder before his mouth connects with my neck. My whole body stiffens and Jonathan’s hand squeezes my hip hard. My eyes shoot open and he pulls back the tiniest bit before murmuring. “Is this okay?”

Jamison’s hand is wrapped around the back of my neck while he grazes his teeth against me. I’m so turned on I can’t think straight. Is this really happening and is it okay? I’m not even sure, honestly. I don’t know how I’ll feel tomorrow, but right now, I’m on fucking fire. I nod my head yes, just slightly, and I know I’ve said the right thing when the tension from Jonathan drops and he smiles, visibly relieved. The sound of my zipper opening breaks the silence and I bite my lip when Jonathan’s eyes glitter. He helps Jamison pull my dress from my shoulders and it pools at my feet, revealing my deep red lace bra and panty set and the strap where my dagger sits wrapped around my thigh. He eyes the dagger but doesn’t comment on it. Instead, he pulls his shirt over his head in one swift motion, showing off every delicious curve of his muscles. My gaze trails down his chest and abs before settling on the perfectly cut “v” with the small trail of hair that leads below his pants. My hands eagerly reach for the button on his pants to undo them.

“Look at you, Kitten, so eager to please,” Jamison whispers as he nibbles my ear lobe. I lean into him, moaning. Jonathan’s pants drop, leaving him in only a pair of silky black boxer briefs. He grabs me and picks me up and my legs immediately wrap around his torso as he carries me to his bedroom. I have the perfect view of Jamison unbuttoning his shirt as he trails behind us, watching our every move. My mouth waters as I watch him remove his shirt and pants to reveal an entirely inked body underneath. His muscles ripple, showing off every intricate design inked on him. My view is cut off by the sudden drop when Jonathan twists his body to fall flat on his back on his bed, making me straddle his waist in the process. Hisvery hard length presses against my core, making me wiggle in anticipation as he grinds up against me.

“Fuck, I can feel how wet you are through my boxers,” Jonathan groans out as Jamison’s hands glide down my body from behind. He’s so fast I don’t realize he’s removed my dagger and sliced through my panties until he already has it placed back in its sheath. He removes my bra quickly, before pinching my nipples, sending electricity straight to my core and making me gasp out in surprise.

Jonathan eyes me with a smirk before grabbing me by my ass and hauling my body directly up to his face. He grins from below as I look down at him with a flush in my cheeks. “Don’t act shy now, Pretty Girl. We’ve been in this position before.”

I flush again before looking back over my shoulder to see Jamison completely naked and eyeing me hungrily. “Yeah, well usually there isn’t someone watching us either.”

Jamison’s eyes glitter. “Oh I don’t plan to just watch, Kitten. I fully intend to participate," he says as he stalks around the bed and climbs up on it. His dick juts out right in front of my face and he takes my jaw in his hand and guides me toward it. “Be a good girl and keep your mouth full while Jonathan makes sure you're nice and wet for us.”

“She’s dripping already,” Jonathan groans before yanking me down onto his face. I cry out in shock as his mouth connects with my pussy and he immediately slides his tongue inside me. My moans are muffled, when Jamison shoves his cock inside my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I can’t think straight as he ruthlessly fucks my face while Jonathan’s mouth devours me from below. All of my senses are completely overloaded. The feel of Jonathan’s fingers inside me and his mouth sucking on my clit send me over the edge and I moan out around Jamison’s dick as I come undone. He pulls from mymouth, running his thumb along my bottom lip while looking at me with…I’m not sure? Maybe adoration? If that’s even possible for him.

“Fuck, Kitten, you look so fucking sexy when you come apart like that.”

His words surprise me. He doesn’t normally compliment and I’m not sure how to take it. In any case, I don’t have time to evaluate his words as Jonathan grabs my hips and pulls me down towards his very erect dick and lifts me above him. He must have already removed his boxers because he’s now completely naked. He slides me down inch by inch slowly, like he’s savoring the way it feels.

“I love how tight and wet you are for me, Pretty Girl," he groans out while he bites his bottom lip. “But fuck, you are extra wet tonight.”

“Tell him, Kitten,” Jamison’s voice whispers in my ear from behind me suddenly. He pushes me down so I’m hovering above Jonathan, looking him directly in the eyes. “Tell my brother what a little slut you are.”

I look at Jonathan as he pumps himself leisurely in and out of me from below. He doesn’t look mad or jealous. The feel of slick lube pours down my ass crack and my eyes go wide as Jamison’s finger enters me from behind.

“Are you?” Jonathan asks, grabbing my jaw as I push back against Jamison’s now two fingers and I moan out uncontrollably. He squeezes, forcing my eyes open wide. I shake my head no as Jamison’s fingers pull out of me, leaving me wanting more.

He leans over my body and bites into my shoulder hard. I cry out in surprise. “Don’t fucking lie, Kitten. Show him what a good little slut you are. Only for us, though, right?” He notches the head of his dick against my ass and presses himself inside thesmallest fraction, groaning out from behind me and squeezing my hips hard with both hands.

Jonathan stills below me. “Only for us, Pretty Girl?” he says, as he cups my jaw and leans up to kiss me. I’m at a loss for words, so I nod yes because I think I am. I will be whatever the hell these two want at this moment.

Jamison presses further inside me. “Fuck, you are so fucking tight,” I whine out and wriggle. I don’t know if I’m dying to stay or trying to get away.

“You’re doing so good, Pretty Girl. Look how well you are taking us both.” Jonathan whispers as he kisses me passionately.

“She’s barely fucking taking me. Don’t start praising her yet, brother,” Jamison grits out as he grabs my hair at the nape of my neck, holding me still while he pushes himself further inside.

Jonathan’s thumb swipes across my clit, sending a jolt through my body. “Fuck, fuck,” I whimper as he continues to rub me and I push back into Jamison, causing him to groan in surprise when he is fully seated inside me. He pulls me up toward him and wraps his hand around my neck, causing me to arch my back while he licks along my neck and plays with my nipple. Jonathan begins to pump in and out of me from below while still rubbing my clit. I don’t know what I’m even saying, but the sounds coming from my mouth cannot be anything more than mumbled nonsense. I’m complete putty in between both of these men. I can’t even think straight as Jamison pushes me back down on my hands and pumps himself inside me along with his brother. I don’t know what to do. I’m just along for the ride as my orgasm slams into me and I come around both men, clamping down hard. I cry out so loud, I’m sure the neighbors ten stories below can probably hear me.

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