Page 45 of Christmas with Brother's Best Friends
Who can resist her when she asks such things?
“Oh, fuck,” Ryan grunts as he quickens his pace, his thrusts growing erratic as she whispers pleas to him. He finally spills into her with a sharp exhale, making Emma writhe in pleasure as he fills her.
She’s so damn perfect. So beautiful. Even with the mess on her inner thighs and her flushed face.
I can’t help but take a mental photograph.
Ryan pulls away from her and crashes down on one of the cushioned chairs, looking like he’s borderline dizzy from the exhilaration and bliss.
“I hope you’re not spent, baby,” Max says as he strokes her cheek.
Emma shakes her head as she rubs her thighs together.
“Come ride me,” Max tells her before pulling her back onto his lap. “Right where you belong.”
I don’t even mind waiting a little longer. Watching her suspended in pleasure does something to me that I can’t quite explain. It satisfies me on a level that I didn’t know existed.
Emma lifts up, letting him easily slip his cock inside of her. She sinks down with a broken moan, already wet and ready for him. She takes control this time, moving up and down on top of him at her own pace.
Max leans back and watches her, admiring the bounce of her breasts and the sway of her hips. “I shouldn’t have stopped kissing you at the game. I should’ve taken you somewhere and showed you how badly I wanted you.”
I glance at Ryan and raise an eyebrow.
Ryan merely smirks, still breathing hard.
“Max…” Emma breathes out as she drops down on him harder, sinking her nails in his shoulders.
“You would’ve liked that, huh? Sneaking off somewhere to do this,” Max says as he wraps his arms around her, pulling her close.
“Yes…” Emma replies.
Max starts thrusting up into her, both of them breathing heavier. “I’m close. You drive me crazy.”
“Me too,” Emma says. “So close.”
Max presses his face into the crook of her neck as he thrusts into her over and over, making them tumble over the edge together quickly. He rocks her on his lap, drawing out the pleasure as long as he can until they’re spent.
Emma looks over her shoulder at me and gives me an inviting smile. The fact that she isn’t exhausted just turns me on even more. She’s as insatiable as us.
I walk up behind her and draw her mouth to mine, pushing my tongue against hers.
She moans my name, and it shatters something in me.
Emma sighs blissfully into my mouth. “Your turn.”
Damn right it is.
I don’t hesitate. I guide her off Max’s lap, keeping her on her knees and placing her hands on the top of the couch. “Spread your legs.”
Emma’s breath hitches, but she does as I say, moving her knees farther apart.
I step up behind her, pushing my cock through her wetness until it enters her. Her walls grip me, pulling me in even more. “You feel so fucking perfect.”
Emma moans as I grab her hair and tilt her head backward, her eyes fluttering shut as my lips graze her forehead.
“You’re going to come one more time,” I tell her as I start rocking in and out of her, already feeling myself race toward the edge.Watching her has been pleasurable torture, and I’m ready to make her fall apart on my cock.
Emma whimpers as I drive into her over and over, her body growing tense. “Josh…”
