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Chase moved to the couch, naked now, and began undressing her. The blouse was removed quickly, the skirt undone, but Cam couldn’t bring himself to move his fingers from the clenching depths of her pussy.
He watched, though. Watched her face as Chase’s head lowered, held her eyes as his brother’s lips covered the engorged peak of her breast.
Her eyes glazed over. Dazed as she was, her eyes remained locked on his. She was shuddering beneath him, so close. He could feel how close she was.
Pulling back, he quickly pulled the skirt and panties from her, and then almost tore his own clothing in his haste to have her.
He watched Chase lick at Jaci’s perfect red nipples before moving down her body, sipping at her flesh, causing her to jerk, to tremble with pleasure.
Yet her eyes stayed on Cam. What did she see, he wondered, when she stared at him like that? And did he want to know?
She had to watch his eyes. They were wild and fierce, and only when he touched her and only when his passion raged out of control did she see what she needed to see.
That Cam belonged to her. In his eyes, she saw it. When he watched her and touched her, she felt it. She could feel Cam. She always had. She could stare into his eyes and see the bleak pain, the regret, the hunger and a man fighting to hold onto whatever secrets he hid. And it all touched her. She saw the shadows in his eyes brewing, saw the need growing.
He hid from her, until these times. Until she let herself fly beneath his touch and the pleasure he wanted to give her, needed to give her, for whatever reason.
She watched as she arched her hips to Chase’s mouth, feeling his lips, his tongue, bury between her thighs, and responded with a growl of lust.
Cam’s eyes flared as his gaze flickered to the sight, his fingers stroking his bare cock.
Kneeling beside her, he touched her face, her lips, his fingertips a gentle, tender caress.
“Feel good?”
“No. ” She panted, shaking her head. “It’s killing me. ”
Killing her with pleasure. She felt like a flame inside, a twisting, desperate wildfire with no hope of being extinguished.
He smiled with a hard, tight curl of his lips as he fought to hold back. She didn’t want him holding back. Pushing at his chest she drove him back and leaned forward, suddenly swiping her tongue over his cock head.
Touching him was imperative. She stared up at him while she took the engorged crest into her mouth and lost herself in him. When the pleasure burned this hot, this bright, she didn’t know whose hands were doing what, just the sensations tearing through her.
She felt fingers stroking inside her pussy, pressing into her rear. Always gentle, easing inside her, preparing her and stretching her. Each penetration into her ass was another layer of lubrication, making her slick, making her want, ache.
She transferred the ache, that need to Cam. She wrapped her mouth around the crest of his cock, drew it deep inside her mouth and sucked with greedy abandon. Drawing on the stiff flesh, hearing his moans, seeing the wildness intensify in his eyes.
“I can’t wait any longer. ” His voice was ragged with desperation as he pulled back, ignoring her protesting cry.
Then Chase was pulling back. Deserting her. Freeing her from the wicked touch of his lips and tongue around her swollen clit.
She couldn’t face the desertion. She needed—now. She needed to feel Cam, needed the wicked, wild desperation that filled each touch he gave her.
Then he was touching her, pulling her to him, as he stretched out on the couch and dragged her over him. A second later, she was filled with him.
Keeping her eyes open was nearly impossible. Holding his gaze, seeing the bleak pain, the need that never seemed to die, tore her apart, as the pleasure he gave her threatened to explode through her.
Buried full-length inside her, he held her still. Hard hands on her hips, holding her to him, as Chase pressed her down to Cam’s chest, forcing her to break eye contact.
“Talk to me. ” She moaned, needing a connection to him, a center, as pleasure tore through her and whipped through her mind.
“Tell you how sexy you are? How much you please me?” He groaned, as Chase moved in behind her.
She whimpered at the feel of the wide crest of his cock tucking against her.
“It’s going to burn,” he whispered. “But you like the burn, don’t you, baby?”
She liked the burn; she loved it. She trembled as she felt it building, felt Chase working his erection slowly inside her, burning her, as Cam filled the clenching depths of her pussy.
