Page 105 of Christmas with Brother's Best Friends
I exhale slowly as I picture that. Our own home where we’ll make memories, decorate for holidays, and raise our baby. I thought that I would be stuck in an apartment for so much longer.
“I’d love that,” I say as I smile at all of them.
“Then, it’ll be done,” Ryan tells me, his hand skirting my lower back.
I flash him a playful smirk. “You just want constant access to me.”
Ryan laughs as he moves closer to me. “Can you blame me? I hate being away from you. The last few days have been torture.”
I meet his gaze, warmth pooling between my thighs at the sight of the desire in his eyes. It hasn’t even been that long, but it feels like an eternity has passed since I’ve been close with any of them. As close as possible.
“Looks like you have some time to make up for,” I tell him, goosebumps already running up the back of my arms as I feel Josh shift next to me.
Ryan’s jaw tenses for a second, but he doesn’t try to hold himself back from what he wants. I love that about him.
The second his lips crash against mine, I lose my breath, my heartbeat quickening. I reach up and grip the back of his neck,digging my fingertips in as his tongue brushes against the crease of my lips. I part them against his, tasting him as he tastes me.
Josh runs his hand up my thigh, making the heat filling my body burn even hotter.
My teeth drag along Ryan’s bottom lip before I turn my head to kiss Josh, the tension in the air building.
Josh cups my cheek, his lips gliding against mine for a few seconds before he draws back. “We’re going to take your clothes off. I think we need to show you how much we missed you.”
I nod eagerly before letting Josh and Ryan pull me up to my feet, my head already feeling warm and hazy with desire.
Max grabs my hips to steady me before leaning close to kiss me as he undoes the tie of my pants.
I only break from him to lift my arms so that Josh can pull off my shirt. Ryan is quick about unhooking my bra, and in under a minute, I’m left in only a pair of black panties. “I can’t be the only one undressed.”
“Take what you want,” Josh replies as he takes my hand and guides it to his shirt.
With an eager smile, I tear off his shirt and toss it to the side, my fingertips immediately roaming up the dips and lines of his muscular torso. “I’m spoiled.”
Max comes up behind me and sweeps my hair to the side, his lips grazing the other side of my neck. “As you should be.”
I reach back and drift my fingers through his hair, an unsteady exhale drifting from me as I feel his erection press against the curve of my ass. “Take off your pants.”
Max presses a few more kisses against my sensitive skin before backing away to undo his belt.
Ryan grabs my hand and pulls me toward the ottoman, guiding me down to sit on the edge. He kneels in front of me and slides my panties off my hips and down my legs. “I’ve been waiting too long for this.”
A gasp tears from me as he pushes my thighs apart to bury his face between them, his mouth pressing flush against my center. I grip his hair as his tongue explores me like it’s his first time and not what feels like his hundredth. “Ryan…”
Ryan dips his tongue inside of me, tasting every inch. He drags his tongue up to my clit with a light flick, making me tense as a jolt of bliss hits me. He repeats the motion, lifting his eyes to watch me arch and drop my head back.
My eyes flutter back open to see Max and Josh approaching me on either side, fully bare with their erections in their hands. My stomach warms and flips at the sight. As if I’m already not intensely turned on.
Ryan draws away from me. “Straddle my face.”
I blink at him in surprise, but I don’t have time to question him before the guys help me turn around and sit on my knees on the ottoman.
Ryan slides between my legs, resting his head against the soft cushion. He grabs my thighs and pulls me down on him, his lips quickly finding my clit.
I almost double over as a current of bliss rushes through me, the heat reaching my cheeks. As Josh and Max step closer to me, I quickly realize why Ryan put me in this position. It’s way easier for me to please them too.
“Feels good, beautiful?” Josh asks me as he brushes my hair behind my ear.
With flushed cheeks, I nod. Ryan’s tongue feels so good that I can’t help but grind down on him. Judging from the pleasurable vibrations of his moans, he likes that about as much as I do.
