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Bree sucks her lip into her mouth shyly. “It started with you two kissing.”
“Is that what you want?” Hayden asks. “You want to see Brody and me kiss?”
Bree nods slowly, and my cock thickens behind my pants at the thought. “Yes,” she says, voicing her thoughts. “I want to see you kiss.”
Hayden turns toward me. “You okay with this?”
I’ve barely nodded my okay before his mouth is on mine with such force, our teeth clash. The kiss is hard and unyielding. We haven’t done this in over ten years, yet it’s as easy as it was the only other time it happened. He palms the side of my face and then deepens the kiss, his strong lips curling against mine as his tongue slides in and devours me.
When he pulls back, my lids slowly open, remembering where we are, and who we’re here with. I take a deep breath, slowly moving my eyes toward Bree, afraid to see the look of disgust on her face, terrified that she’ll realize fantasy isn’t always the same as reality.
But when our eyes meet, the only thing I see is want and desire. Her chest heaves, her lids are slightly hooded, and her fingers are plucking at her hard nipples.
“What else did this fantasy include?” Hayden asks, his voice sounding as turned on as I feel.
Bree’s tongue darts out across the seam of her lips. “Brody,” she breathes, “on his knees, sucking you off.”
Hayden nods, then pops the top button and unzips his pants, lowering them slightly. When he pulls his cock out of its confines, it’s thick and hard with a single vein running from root to tip, just the way I remember.
“Well, you heard her,” he says gruffly. “Get on your knees and suck me.”
When I glance back at Bree, she’s watching intently with her thighs parted and one of her hands between them, stroking her clit.
That’s all I need to see to do as she wants—as Hayden demanded. I drop to my knees and take his length in my hand, stroking it a couple of times. It’s smooth like velvet and hard as a steel beam. And when I put him in my mouth, he tastes like the perfect mix of cleanliness and masculinity.
I suck his cock deep and rough, the sounds of Bree moaning spurring me on. Hayden’s shaft thickens, and I assume he’s about to come until he steps back, and his dick pops out of my mouth.
“Does that turn you on?” he asks Bree, who’s fingering the hell out of her pussy.
“So much,” she breathes.
“What happens next?” he asks her, knowing her fantasy ended there—at least from what she told us over the phone.
“I… I don’t know,” she croaks, clearly close to an orgasm.
“What do you want to happen next?” he asks.
“I want you to fuck me.” She spreads her legs farther, and she’s so wet that she’s glistening in the bit of light coming in through the slats of the blinds. “While Brody fucks my ass.”
And because she doesn’t have to tell either of us twice, we do just that—twice. And when she’s sated and sleepy and can barely keep her eyes open, we carry her and her kids up to the guest bedroom, so they can sleep in a comfortable bed.
“I like this,” Hayden says, eyeing Bree and her kids in the king-sized bed. “All of us under one roof.”
“You and me both,” I agree.
“Please, Mom,” Miles begs. “Can we pleeeeaaaasssse stay here?” Miles clasps his fingers together and lifts them in a praying gesture. “They have a PlayStation with the most awesome games, and Brody said I can play if you say yes.” I stifle my chuckle at his puppy dog eyes.
“Fine,” Bree says, giving in. “Evie, do you want to come with me?”
We glance over at Evie, who’s sitting on the couch with Hayden in front of her. She’s brushing his hair and sticking bows in it.
“I’ll stay here,” Evie says. “I still have to do Hayden’s makeup and paint his nails. And he said he’ll paint mine too.”
“All right,” Bree says. “But you two better behave.”
“We will,” the kids say in unison.
“And if they don’t,” she says, her eyes meeting mine, “bring them to the coffeehouse and I’ll put them to work.” She gives me a chaste kiss. “Thank you.”
She gives Miles a kiss next, then Evie, then kneels in front of Hayden to give him a kiss. When he leans in, Evie chides, “Don’t move, or you’ll ruin your hair,” making Bree laugh.
The morning is spent playing video games and hairdresser—Evie gets a hold of me after she’s done with Hayden, and although she can’t do my hair, my face and nails are game. When afternoon comes, and the kids are hungry, I get an idea.
“Who wants to make homemade pizza?”
Both kids shout in excitement.
