by Dakota Dawn
His dick hardened even more when she unquestioningly did as he asked. “Spread your legs wide for me, tesoro mio.” He groaned when she did what he wanted. “That’s good, baby. You have the prettiest little pussy.”
Never taking his eyes off her, he shed his clothes then got up on the bed and knelt between her spread thighs. “Put your hands up over your head.” As soon as her hands were overhead, he placed his hands on her inner thighs. She jerked at his touch and licked her lips.
His heart pounded at her response. “Do you know what I’m going to do to you?”
With a shake of her head, she whispered, “No.”
“I’m going to run my hands all over your body, and when your body quivers at my touch, I’m going to kiss you everywhere I touched you. Would you like that, tesoro mio?”
“Yes.” Her voice was low and soft.
Trey watched her eyelids flutter closed as his hands stroked up her inner thighs. Not touching the niche between her legs, he traversed her soft belly then on up to her ribcage and circled around her breasts. She had the most delicious breasts, full and round with perky nipples. With featherlight strokes, his hands repeated the path four more times. Her breathing was starting to quicken.
Leaning down he kissed a trail up one thigh, ending with a light licking kiss to her clit. She moaned and squirmed. Moving to her other thigh, he did the same. At her clit he pushed back her soft folds then gave her extended nubbin a long lick. She jerked beneath him and dug her hands in his hair, pressing him harder into her pussy.
Not letting her win, he backed an inch away from her. “Put your hands back up over your head, tesoro mio.”
She groaned, but did as he asked.
Chuckling, he kissed up her body to her nipples. “Good girl. Let me love you. I need to taste your creamy skin. It is prettier and more delicate than all the flowers in the world. When I’ve had my fill, I’m going to spread your thighs wide and slide my dick deep into your pretty pussy, stoking the fire that rages within you. My dick will caress your honeyed walls until you scream with pleasure.”
“Oh god, I’m going to come.”
He backed away from her and knelt on his haunches watching her.
“You will not come just yet. I want you to explode into a million pieces when I enter you. Breathe deeply for me.”
She took three deep breaths.
“Good job, tesoro mio.” Lowering his lips, he kissed each nipple then swirled his tongue around each one in turn. She squirmed beneath him. He loved it when she did that. She was more precious to him than all the gold in the world. Heart pounding with love, he watched her throw back her head in pure delight as he suckled her nipple.
Needing to taste her lips again, he kissed a path up her flushed chest, along her slender neck, over her jaw, and finally to her warm, welcoming mouth. She mewled engagingly when he pressed his hard rod into her soft pink cunt. Silky, wet walls clenched his cock in a tight embrace.
His lips devoured hers, catching all her sexy sounds of bliss.
“I love all the sounds you make when I make love to you. Your purring shoots fire through my veins.” As he ground his dick into her pussy, she shuddered and cried out.
“Ah, baby, you’ll never know how much I love that. So fucking sweet.”
The feel of her rounded body beneath his firm one drove him wild with the need to plunge over and over into her soft, wet channel. At war with this need was the desire to prolong the pleasure.
Branda hunched her hips erotically into his. She whimpered when he pulled out of her and kissed and licked his way to the peak of her breast. He loved the way she quivered when he raked his tongue across one nipple then the other, worshiping her soft, sensitive flesh.
“Please don’t make me wait, Trey. I need you back inside me.”
Not able to deny her or himself, he positioned his cockhead at her dripping opening and plunged in.
A wail burst from her lips then she demanded, “Harder, Trey. Harder. Pleeeze.”
Taking her hands in his, he pinned her hands to the bed and thrust wildly into her tight little pussy, glorying in the feel of their bond growing stronger. She belonged to him.
“Ooooh. I love you pinning me down. Don’t stop. Ooooh . . .”
“That’s it, let loose. Come for me, tesoro mio.” Keeping her pinned, he leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth as he thrust deeply into her welcoming haven. Angling his cock so it slid harder across her clitoris, he drove into her and suckled her nipple at the same time.
She bowed beneath him and cried out as her body tightened in orgasm, squeezing his dick. He groaned and his cries mingled with hers as he jetted his seed deep into her clenching, silken sheath. Bringing them both down slowly, he lightly rocked his hips into hers, holding onto the pleasure for as long as possible.
He nuzzled her ear and felt a tremor shake her body. “I love you, tesoro mio.”
* * * *
Troy watched a refreshed Branda walk into the living room. She looked soft and rumpled from her nap. Emotionally and physically, she had been through a lot lately. The nap had been good for her. His lips curled when she stopped and stretched her arms high overhead. Seeing her breasts jut outward had his dick standing at attention. She was so damned perfect.
A smile lit her face when her gaze landed on him. Man, he loved that. She was the center of his world, and he wanted to be the center of hers. The brightness of her smile indicated he was.
“Come here, little angel.”
She ambled over and sat in his lap.
“How was your nap?”
Snuggling deeper into his embrace, she answered, “Good. I must have fallen asleep after Trey made love to me. I didn’t even know I’d taken a nap until I woke up alone in bed.” Branda looked around the room. “Where is Trey?”
“He’s at the hotel.”
“I like your family.”
“I’m glad. They like you, too. With time you’ll be able to tell when Cason and Carlo are just messing around. They do that a lot.”
“They are good actors. I really thought they were fighting over the last piece of bacon.”
Laughter rumbled through Troy’s chest. “I can still see the shocked look on your face when they wrestled each other to the floor, each holding an end of the last piece of bacon.”
“Now that I look back I should have known it was something they did on a regular basis because no one was worried at all.” Branda paused then smiled. “I loved it when their mom got a pair of scissors and cut the bacon in half. They looked so sad that she had ended their fun. I personally thought she handled it quite well.”
“Bellina does know how to handle those two wildcards.” As Troy talked, he inched his hand closer and closer to her breast. Damn, he loved the feel of her soft body.
Branda moaned when his hand cupped her breast.
“I know how to handle your needs, little darling.”
His dick twitched beneath her buttocks.
“How is that?”
“Take off your clothes and I’ll show you,” he murmured into her ear.
“In the living room in the middle of the day?” Her voice held a note of apprehension but more excitement.
“No one will see. It’s four thirty. No one will be looking for us for a least an hour. ” As he spoke, he started unbuttoning her shirt and kissing her neck.
Branda licked her lips as cool air blew across her bare belly. Leaning forward, she let him take off her shirt and undo her bra.
“You have the most delicious breasts. I could lick and suck them all day.” He breathed the words into her ear he stroked her nipples.
A moan slid passed her lips.
“That’s it, little angel. Let the good feelings wash over you.” Kissing her neck, he let his hands pluck lightly at her extended nipples, patiently stoking her fire.
Her pleasure was washing over him, making his need rise higher and higher.
Easing her down on the wide couch, he delved his tongue into her
mouth as his hands unfastened her pants. Passion arced between them.
His need to taste her grew.
Kissing a trail down to her breasts, he stopped to pay homage to each nipple before crossing her soft belly. His tongue dipped into her belly button while his hands busied themselves tugging her pants and undies down her thighs. Leaning back, he pulled her pants and panties the rest of the way down her legs and tossed them aside.
Spreading her legs wide, he rested one on the back of the couch and the other he bent and placed close to the edge. Seeing her spread out this way made him want to drive into her. Controlling the urge, he leaned down and licked her pink opening. Her body jerked, and she moaned deep in her throat.
Knowing she was close, he lapped at her pussy until her womanly honey dripped out of her squirming body. Her hands fisted in his hair and pressed his face tightly to her clit. He allowed it for a moment, but he was not going to let her come yet. When she came, he wanted to be deep in her body. He wanted to feel every spasm of her inner muscles as she shattered into a million pieces.
Forcing his head away from her, he chuckled when she growled unhappily.
Her growl turned into a gasp of pleasure when he aligned his cockhead with her entrance and lunged forward. Grabbing her hips, he rode her hard. The more she writhed and moaned beneath him the harder he shafted his hard cock into her velvety sheath. The slap of his skin against hers echoed loudly in the room, pushing them both closer to the cusp of ecstasy. Sex scented the air.
All these sensations closed over them, placing them in a bubble where nothing mattered except the building need to pleasure each other. She tightened her vaginal muscles, squeezing him until a husky growl rumbled from his chest. He loved it when she clamped down on his dick like that.
Needing her to come with him, he pinched her swollen clit and rammed his cock deep into her sweet little pussy. She arched her back and cried out. Her orgasm forced his. Pressure built in his balls then rushed upward at the feel of her silky walls spasming around his throbbing dick. With one last lunge forward, his body spewed his creamy seed deep into her pulsating pussy. A cry of satisfaction pushed passed his lips. Damn, he loved her. She was the center of his world and she always would be.
“Holy crap!”
Branda shrieked.
Troy cursed as he dropped his body down to cover hers.
“Give a man warning the next time you plan on having sex in the living room. Put a sign out or something.”
“Get out, Trent.”
“Already gone. Don’t worry, Branda, I didn’t see anything except Troy’s white ass.”
“Out, before I kill you. And knock next time,” Troy snarled.
“In my defense, I did knock, but you two were obviously too into each other to notice.” Humor laced Trent’s words.
Troy threw a pillow in Trent’s direction. “Next time it will be something heavy. Now get out.”
“I’m already at the door. By the way, Mom sent me over to get you two. She made appetizers and wants you two to come on over. When you’re dressed, of course.”
“I’m warning you.”
“I’m leaving.” The click of the door let them know he’d gone.
Rising up, Troy looked in the direction of the door and relaxed when the doorway was empty. His eyes raked over Branda. She was pure red. “He didn’t see you, little angel. Now let’s get you dressed and head home before mom sends him back.”
“I don’t think I can face him. He had to have heard us. I’m so embarrassed.”
“Trust me. He knows his way around the bedroom or living room in this case. Sex is natural. You should never be embarrassed about sharing pleasure with me and Trey. Trust me. He didn’t see you. Your delicious curves were hidden from his sight.”
As Troy spoke, he helped her into her clothes then slid into his. Taking her face in his hands, he lightly kissed each eyelid then brushed his lips lightly across hers. “You were wonderful, little angel.”
The stain on her cheeks hadn’t lessened. “You were wonderful too, but I can’t face Trent. Make an excuse for me, please.”
“No. You will come with me. You can’t avoid him forever. You might as well get it over with right now.” Seeing and feeling her stress, he kissed her mouth hungrily until her body trembled in his arms. “They all know we are having sex. They expect it. They would be sad if we weren’t. Shared pleasure between a man and his woman is one of the most beautiful gifts they can give each other. I insist that you not be embarrassed by the thought of Trent seeing us show each other how much we love one another. Our display of love is natural. Now let’s go.”
“You are crazy if you think you can insist I not be embarrassed and, poof, my embarrassment is gone. I wish it were that simple, but you are right. I do need to face Trent. Better now than two ulcers later.”
“That’s my girl.”
With a sigh, she let him tug her out the door. “I’ll go, but no more sex in the living room.”
“I’m glad you’re coming without a fight. I’ll reward you later. But don’t think sex in the living room is over. I still need to bend you over the couch and pump into you until you scream in ecstasy.”
Feeling her renewed arousal, Troy lightly squeezed her hand before leaning down to kiss the top of her head. “I love you, little angel.”
Chapter Twelve
Three days later, Branda found herself going shopping with Trina and Bellina. She didn’t want to go, but knew she needed to bond with these vivacious women since she was now in their family. And what a family they were, so full of love and kindness.
Stepping into what she was told was one of Bellina’s favorite stores, she looked around and saw tastefully revealing blouses. Her mother would never have shopped in this store. Number one: The prices were too high. Number two: She didn’t believe women should wear figure-flattering clothes. Branda, on the other hand, was finding that she loved looking good for Troy and Trey. Her new jeans and lingerie were a big hit. Most of the time they couldn’t keep their hands off her butt.
Bellina walked over to a deep-cut blouse and held it up. With a saucy wink, she stated, “This should keep those boys in line.”
That one blouse was just the start. After trying on twenty-five blouses and camisoles, Branda found herself walking tiredly out of the store with fifteen blouses and five lacy camisoles that had fit Trina and Bellina’s standard. These two were way more demanding shoppers than Rain and Sienna.
Perfumed air met her at the lingerie shop they took her to next. The place was nice, and it smelled great. Branda wished she could make her place smell like this. Then again, baking cookies sure did smell good.
Going straight over to what they wanted, Trina and Bellina started looking for Branda’s size, 38D. In the dressing room, she realized they were masters at the art of seduction. The bras they picked out were pretty, sturdy, lifting, and they showed off a lot of cleavage. Perfect to go under the new blouses they’d picked out.
Trina paid for the blouses and bras, although Branda tried to. “I insist. Think of it as a welcome to the family gift. Now take one of your new blouses and bras and put them on.” At Branda’s bewildered stare, Trina encouraged, “Go on, the salespeople know you are going to use the dressing room. Bellina and I will tell you in a bit why we need you to change.”
Striding to the dressing room, Branda did as she was told. But she couldn’t stop wondering what they were up to. After getting her new clothes on, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her jaw dropped and color flooded her cheeks. The bra had picked her breasts up and pushed them together. The low neckline of the emerald-green, double-layered, crinkled silk chiffon blouse showed off way too much creamy skin. The mounds of flesh were actually puffed up a little bit over the edge of the neckline, thanks to her new bra. Troy and Trey would never let her wear these blouses out in public.
Digging her cell phone out of her purse, she called Trina.
Trina answered on the second ring. “What is it, honey?”
Looking at herself in the mirror, Branda mumbled in a rush, “I can’t wear this out in public. What am I going to do? I think we should take the blouses back. Oh lord, the twins are going to be mad.”
“Calm yourself, honey,” Trina said in a motherly tone. “We are on our way back. Don’t change out of the blouse.”
“Branda, where are you?” Trina called out when she walked into the dressing room.
Opening the stall door, Branda stood in the doorway.
Bellina hooted with glee. “That’s my girl.”
Trina smiled and nodded in approval. “There is no way we are taking those blouses back. You look beautiful. Troy and Trey are going to love you in them, and they’ll look nice with the jeans you picked up recently.”
Hope flowed through Branda. They seemed so confident. “You don’t think they will mind me wearing them in public?”
Holding up a finger, Bellina said, “Lesson number one: Don’t ask them if you can wear it. Just do it. You have to get the upper hand with these two. I know how virile the Cortino men are. They touch you, and you melt. Is that what the twins are doing to you?”
Branda’s eyes widened, and she nodded. “Yes.” It was amazing to her how much these women knew.
“Then you have to dress in such a way that they are at your mercy just as much as you are at theirs.” Bellina waved her hand down the length of Branda’s body. “We are not quite finished with your new look, but when we are, you will have them eating out of your hand.”
Trina gestured for Branda to get her purse. “Now that that is settled, let’s continue with our shopping.”
A shoe store was their next destination. Branda couldn’t help the blush that stained her cheeks. She was so embarrassed. The salesman couldn’t keep his eyes off her cleavage.
Bellina had him retrieve ten different styles of heels, then sent the drooling man away so they could decide which shoes she could wear with the most ease and comfort.
Watching her walk around and around the heel section and asking questions about the comfort and fit, they finally decided on four pairs.
