Page 79 of A Little Bit Reckless
It was angry, heated, like he was pushing so much into my mouth. Like he was forcing history and a well of emotions he had bottled up for who knew how long down my throat. All the while he held my neck, and, as he squeezed, I felt my air supply cut off.It was all so intense, and my eyes started to roll back from lack of air.
“You’ll tell us if this is too much,” Wells stated, and it almost sounded like a threat. Like he dared me to back off, say no. His tongue flicked mine. “I won’t stop unless you do.”
“Just tell him to stop, and he will, Bow,” Bru said. He held my hips. He was holding me while Wells’s tongue danced with mine. Bru squeezed my hips. “I’ll stop too, but it’ll be hard.”
I had no intention of telling either one of them to stop, and I cut Wells’s kiss off when I reached back and grabbed Bru’s hair again. Bru sucked in a breath before I smashed my lips against his, but I barely got a taste before Wells pulled us away from each other. Wells hadmyhair in his hands, and he had Bru’s too.
“Did I say you could kiss each other?” Wells asked, his eyes ignited and were oh so intense. He let go of Bru, but then, he strengthened the hold he had on my hair. I had my hair up, but that didn’t lessen the tug on my scalp. Tears pricked my eyes, but not in a bad way. He grabbed my throat again. “Did I say you could kiss him?”
I’d never seen him this way. I mean, I’d seen him angry. I’d seen his hate directed at me, but I’d never seen him, well,hotlike this. He was commanding, and the wanton look in his eyes let me know he was turned on.
I was too. I actually rubbed my legs together as he braced my scalp.
Wells wet his lips. “Don’t do that again. Not unless I tell you to.”
I didn’t know what to say and wassofrickin’ turned on it was crazy.
Wells squeezed my throat. “Acknowledge what I said.”
“Yes, sir,” I said, and that was the first word that came to my mind. I didn’t know what he wanted to be called, but I think I chose right.
Wells’s eyes ignited again. He kissed me long, kissed me full, before pushing me to my knees. The hardwood dug into my kneecaps, but I didn’t allow myself to react to the discomfort. Wells let go of me. “Go upstairs to your room,” he said, then looked at Bru. “Take her.”
Take her.
Bru listened. Like Wells was his master, and seeing the power dynamic between the two of them only made more moisture pool between my legs. I was so hot it wasn’t even funny.
Bru didn’t ask for permission before picking me up, damsel-style. He wasn’t his normal polite self. That wasn’t the game we were playing right now. He just picked me up in his strong arms, and I was surrounded by his woodsy scent as he took me upstairs. He knew where my room was in the cabin, both of them did.
“Where do you want her?” Bru asked Wells, again like his submissive. Bru stood with me in his arms in the center of a bedroom I suddenly wished wasn’t so juvenile. Like I said, I’d come here a lot when I was younger, so I still had boy bands on the walls from when I was in middle school.
I tried not to think about those, and neither guy was paying much attention to them anyway. Wells drew the curtains and then started a fire. He did it slowly, and my heart beat fast. He just had Bru and me stand there waiting for his direction, for so long.
“On the floor,” Wells finally said, and instantly, Bru placed me down. Wells eyed the area rug. “On her knees.”
I didn’t know if he was telling me to do that, but before I could make the maneuver, Bru had his hands on my shoulders.
Oh.
Bru forced me to the rug with a firm hold. It wasn’t with intent to hurt me, but it was enough to show me his power.He, like Wells, could definitely make me do anything he wanted, and that turned me on even more. That Bru could be just as unhinged as I knew Wells could be.
“You too,” Wells told Bru, and Bru’s big chest rose. Bru joined me on his knees, the both of us there as Wells did something else slowly.
He removed clothes. His shirt was already off, but he removed his socks and shoes. He placed the shoes nicely near the fireplace and even took the time to fold and roll his socks. He put one sock in each shoe before finally coming over to Bru and me.
What’s he going to do?
My mind was a flurry of thoughts as Wells stood in front of me. He grabbed my hair again, and I yipped in a way that made him smirk. He studied my arched throat. “I want your mouth on me, Squeak,” he said, the burn charging between my legs. He let go of my hair. “Bru will show you how.”
Bru didn’t hesitate, but I noticed his hands were clenching a bit as he went for Wells’s pants. Maybe because he was nervous or anxious. It honestly might have been a little of both, and my mouth watered watching Bru remove Wells’s belt before undoing Wells’s jeans. I’d nevertastedsomeone before and definitely didn’t know how.
Bru showed me. He pushed down Wells’s jeans and boxers like this was all second nature, and Wells was already hard when Bru exposed him.
Oh my gosh.
Wells was so big. It sounded cliché, but he was probably the biggest guy I’d ever seen. I supposed I hadn’t seen many. Only one…
No.
