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“Mmmm, we’ll see. Maybe I’ll sleep on the balcony,” she laughed as I stared hard at Brent. No fucking way that was going to happen. He pressed the button for the penthouse and the car moved as she pressed herself against me and breathed in. Her tits pressed into my chest as I breathed in slowly, feeling my cock harden. I wanted to slide my hands down her legs and back up under the skirt to feel her; to see if she was wet for me. I resisted, but the thought was there as I held her shoulders to support her. The elevator stopped, and Brent led the way off into our room as she walked in and stretched, lifting her skirt an inch or two.
“Fuck me,” he muttered as I nodded in agreement. Jane had a great body and did some exercise regularly, judging from the taut thighs that she revealed to us. She walked to the couch and dropped down, looking around with a smile.
“This is an incredible room,” she told us as she leaned back. “Mine is pretty, too. This, though? This is the nicest place I’ve ever seen in a hotel.” Jane looked at us with wide green eyes as Brent walked over to get us all some water before we joined her on the sofa. It was already a bit late, and we had another conference tomorrow mid-morning that we should get some sleep for, but neither of us wanted to leave Jane alone. “Can I ask you something?” Her voice was soft as I looked at my brother and nodded.
“Will you kiss me?” She asked as my heart dropped into my throat.
“What happened to your rules, Jane?” Brent asked from her left as she let out a sigh.
“I am tired of them. I am sick of pretending that I don’t want you…want you both. I act like this is nothing at work, but it is so much more than that.” She looked at each of us pleadingly, and we looked at each other. Brent nodded at me, and I leaned close to her, brushing my lips against hers. Jane sighed and melted into me as he traced her arm with his hand, softly stroking her as our lips molded together. When I teased her lower lip with my tongue, she opened for me, and I groaned when her tongue slid against mine. It was hot and perfect, and I felt her arms slide around my neck to hold me against her.
Jane moaned, and I opened my eyes to see Brent moving his hand gently over the skin above the dress, edging towards her breasts as he read her reaction. From the way, she was pushing up, she wanted him to move lower, so Brent gently cupped her and stroked her nipple above the dress, and she kissed me harder.
Fuck, the sounds she was making were sexy, and I sucked at her tongue forcefully as I fought the urge to slide my hand under her dress. At some point, she broke away from me and kissed Brent, but I had no problem sliding my hand under the top of her dress and touching her bare, pebbled nipple.
It got heated but went no further than kissing and us touching her chest. We didn’t want to rush this, and Jane asked if she could sleep with both of us once we told her that we wanted to take this slow. We agreed and brought her into the front bedroom, offering her a shirt to sleep in as she disappeared into the bathroom. I popped into the other room and found some shorts to sleep in while Brent changed into his own before she came out. The shirt fell to her thighs, and she passed barefoot across the room and slipped under the covers, taking the cen
ter of the bed. We moved in on either side, and she kissed each of us, slow and deep as we touched her gently.
We woke up tangled together when the alarm went off, and she smiled at us. “I’ve never slept so well.”
After snuggling for a little while, Jane dressed and went down to her room to get ready as Brent stared at me. “What the fuck was that?”
“I think it was the start of something that we all enjoyed,” I replied as I made some coffee. Brent took a shower, and I stared at the waves as I remembered how Jane’s mouth tasted with her kiss, sweet like the drinks and the gloss that she was wearing. I stumbled into my room to shower and pulled on another pair of black slacks and a green button up shirt. I felt shaky and affected by Jane like never before.
We met up in the same room, and there was a flow to the way that we got her food and coffee. Her lips were swollen with the kisses from the night before, and I knew what she was thinking about when she’d blush here and there throughout the day. I knew that she was replaying the night before as much as I was.
That evening, we ate somewhere else and went back to the penthouse without discussing it. Jane walked out to the balcony, and we followed her, knowing that she only had a couple of glasses of wine tonight. Dinner was more mellow, and we just wanted to be alone when we were done, putty in Jane’s hands. She looked at the sky for a moment before turning towards Brent and pushing him into the wall for a long kiss. Tonight, she was wearing a longer loose black skirt and a red shirt with matching lipstick that was probably smeared on my brother’s face right now. He stumbled, and they moved to one of the oversized chaise lounges as he dropped into it first, pulling her over him.
I watched as the kiss deepened and she rocked over him. Their bodies moved so well together and I heard her moans as he gripped her hips and eased her into a rhythm. It was the first time that we watched her come, on Brent’s lap with their bodies close together and lips joined. It was stunning to watch her fall apart, her voice rising in the night as Brent eased his hands into her hair.
Jane sank into him as he pulled her close, whispering to her gently as I stared at them. Brent urged her up and we took her into the bedroom, where she changed into another shirt in the bathroom before slipping into bed. Jane seemed stunned as she snuggled into me and found my lips while Brent locked up the suite. “Did that feel good?” I asked her as she nodded drowsily. “I loved watching you come, Jane.”
“Tomorrow night, it will be you making me do that,” she promised before she kissed me again gently, making me hard again. Jane pressed into me and Brent came to bed and looked at us before kissing her hair.
CHAPTER 28
Jane
I was in over my head with these guys. Being with them made me feel sexy and confident and the night we danced together, I knew that I was going to give in. I knew that I had no willpower left at all, though I wasn’t ready for it to go all the way quite yet.
The first night, I just kissed them and they touched me. I say just, but the feeling of being kissed by such charismatic guys, brothers no less, was intense. I could come just from my mouth against theirs, their styles different and skin warm under my hands.
The second night that we were together, I attacked Brent. I kissed him first, deepening it quickly as I felt Brandon’s eyes on us. When Brent moved us to the chair, lying under me as he kissed me again; I knew that I had no hope. I found his shaft and pressed against it, finding the friction that I needed. Oh God, he felt so good as he held my hips and guided me, his rhythm matching the movement of our kiss. I rocked with him, needing the release that he promised as my clit burned with desire. I moved against him once, twice; crying out as I felt myself exploding. Brent slipped his hands into my hair and kissed me tenderly as I felt the waves pass through me. He was so gentle as I rode through the orgasm, stilling, and letting me control things.
I crawled into bed with Brandon, snuggling against him as I kissed him. I knew that he was next and I promised him that it would be him making me orgasm the following night. I wanted him to touch me where no man ever had before since Derrick left me before things progressed that far. We had a lazy morning the following day, sipping coffee on the patio before I went downstairs to change for the tour the hotel set up for all of us as a break. I looked around as I walked into the room, wondering if I’d ever sleep in here. I knew that I didn’t want to.
We went on a tour of some of the other beaches, having lunch in a seaside restaurant as a group. I struggled to not touch them as we sat at a table with a few others, trying to pay attention to the conversations around me as I smiled and laughed in the right places.
We got back on the bus to go to meet a boat that took us to a place called Deer Island, passing by a few other places along the way. It was beautiful, and I leaned against the railing, taking pictures, and mulling over what I was doing. This trip was so much more than I thought it would be as I approached the idea of having sex with one man, much less two. Did it matter who it was? Was Brandon jealous that it was Brent that made me come first? Would this ever cause a problem between them?
I was lost in thought as I felt someone come to stand beside me. “Are you okay?” Brent asked me as I glanced at him.
“Yes. Why do you ask?” I replied as he tilted his head.
“This…is a lot. I know that it’s not a typical situation for anyone, but you strike me as a rather innocent woman.” His voice was very soft and I looked over the water.
“I am a virgin,” I admitted as I felt his eyes on me.
