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I tip my head back as the waves of pleasure start rolling through my core.
“You hear that, Jason?” Shane asks as adds another finger and the sound of my arousal fills the small room. “You hear how wet my girl is?” he growls as he drives deeper.
“Shane,” I whimper, holding onto his forearm as he drives deeper, pressing against my walls and sending deep, throbbing pulses of ecstasy through me.
“Come here,” he growls, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me close to him. He presses his lips against my ear. “You feel so fucking good squeezing my fingers, Jessie,” he whispers as he pulls them out of me.
He keeps my body pressed tight against his but he is glaring at Jason. “You got a hard on for my girl, asshole?”
“Fuck you!” Jason spits.
Shane puts the fingers he just had inside me into his mouth and sucks them clean. “Fuck, you taste so good,” he looks at me again for a second before training his glare back on the other side of the room. “You remember how sweet she tastes?”
My cheeks flame with heat and I scrunch my eyes closed because I can’t believe we’re about to have this conversation right now. “He never…” I whisper.
“What?” Shane says and I open my eyes to find him staring at me. “You spent six weeks in his bed and he never tasted your pussy?”
Jason grumbles in the background, but I try and tune him out and focus on Shane. “No. He was more into receiving than giving.”
Shane shakes his head and stares at Jason. “You are the biggest fucktard I have ever met in my life. Do you still fuck women without eating pussy? You must be a real hit with the ladies.”
“Fuck you, man. We were just kids back then,” Jason protests.
“He older than you?” Shane frowns at me.
“Yeah. He was twenty. His parents paid for his apartment and car,” I reply, my cheeks still pink.
“Twenty? You weren’t a kid, asshole, and even if you were… Fuck, I’ve been eating pussy since I was fifteen.”
A sharp stab of jealousy pierces my chest. “Hey!” I nudge him in the ribs.
Realizing what he just said, he smiles at me and gives me a soft kiss on the forehead. “I have never enjoyed eating any as much as yours, Jessie, nor have I partaken so frequently as I do with you.”
“You’re such a poet,” I say with a sigh, making him smile wider. His hand slides beneath my dress again, and for a moment there is only me and him in the room as he drags his pointer finger through my wet folds before circling my swollen clit. “Ah,” I whimper, clinging to his neck.
“What the fuck?” Jason hisses, struggling in his bindings and reminding me he’s there.
“Did he ever make you come, sweetheart?” Shane growls as he goes on rubbing the sensitive bud of flesh.
“No,” I breathe.
“Yes I fucking did,” Jason snarls.
“My girl said you didn’t,” Shane laughs softly.
“She’s fucking lying,” Jason insists. His bruised ego clearly winning out over his survival instinct because Shane’s face turns dark with anger.
“Did you just call my wife a fucking liar?” he snarls.
“She’s not gonna tell you I made her come, is she?” he goes on, digging himself deeper into a hole.
“Pretty sure she would, asshole,” Shane snaps. “Because she doesn’t fucking lie to me.”
I curl my hand around his neck and press my cheek against his chest. That means so much to me given our incredibly shaky start when I had to hide who I really was from him and his brothers. Shane hates lying above anything else and it took him a long time to forgive me and to trust me again.
Jason grunts and grumbles in response.
“I tell you what, asshole,” Shane says as he slides two fingers deep inside me, making me gasp as I coat him in a rush of slick heat. “I’ll make my girl come right now, and you can hear what her actual orgasms sound like, rather than the ones she faked for you just to get you to leave her the fuck alone? How’s that?” He spits out the last words — laced with anger and rage.
