The Boys Next Door

by Sierra Dafoe

  “Don’t stop, Ju.” Tommy’s voice was hoarse, almost a whisper. “Jesus, don’t stop.”

  What? Annie froze, staring. Beside her, Judah stiffened in shock.

  Tommy’s eyes were wide, his pupils enormous. The clear azure of his irises had darkened to a deep, smoky blue. Flicking her gaze downward, Annie jerked in surprise.

  He was hard. So hard she could see his erection straining against his jeans.

  “What?” She heard her own voice, breathless and weak. “Tommy…”

  But he wasn’t looking at her. His gaze was locked on his brother. Something flickered in his eyes—a flare of anger, maybe. His voice hardened. “Do it, Ju. You owe me.”

  Wildly, she looked up at Judah, who was gazing at his brother with sudden understanding. “Tommy…”

  “You see any other way?”

  Judah shook his head slowly. “You sure about this?” he asked.

  Sure about what? she wanted to demand. But the tension between them felt stretched to the breaking point, and she didn’t dare.

  Tommy laughed harshly. “No. But I know we’re gonna lose her if we don’t.”

  Don’t what?

  Judah looked back down at her. “Annie…” His dark eyes were haunted. His fingers quivered against her collarbone. She was gasping, Annie realized, her heart thudding so hard she thought she might faint. “He’s right, Annie. I owe him.”

  Oh, God. “What are you talking about?”

  “I think you know, Annie.” His deep murmur thrilled along her nerve endings, making them tingle.

  “I don’t know what you’re—” Her words were cut short as Judah’s mouth closed over hers, hard and demanding, his lips moving against hers until her head spun with desire. His tongue lashed out, tangling with her own until she was panting into his mouth, pressing herself against him. Her whole body thrummed like a harp string, vibrating with his kiss.

  “Touch her, Ju.”

  Was this supposed to be some sort of punishment? Was Tommy trying to humiliate them with their own desires? If so, it wasn’t working, Annie thought hazily—then gasped as Judah’s hand covered her breast.

  She arched into his touch, feeling her arousal spike as he started to knead it. Reaching up, she drew his head down tighter against hers, burying her hands in his dark hair.

  His hand slid downward slightly, cupping the weight of her breast. Trapping her hard nipple between forefinger and thumb, he teased it unmercifully, tugging it through her bra until Annie moaned into his mouth, squirming with need.

  Please, Judah, please! she thought frantically. Breaking their kiss, he drew his head back, his black eyes studying her, burning with desire.

  “Do it, Ju!” She wasn’t sure if that low, intent whisper had been hers or Tommy’s. She saw the muscles in Judah’s jaw clench, felt his shoulders tighten. Then some last thread of control inside him snapped and, grabbing her blouse with both hands, he ripped it open.

  Tommy almost fell to his knees as Judah tore Annie’s shirt open, spilling her breasts out as he shoved her bra down. The bunched material of her bra forced her breasts upward, and Judah bent his head down, seizing one dark, hard nipple between his lips.

  Oh Christ, Tommy thought faintly, his cock throbbing like a wild thing. He was so hard it hurt, his erection straining against his jeans.

  Could he do this? Could he watch Judah make love to Annie, setting aside his own jealousy? Because he was jealous, he admitted—jealous of Judah’s mouth tugging at her nipple, jealous of his hands moving over her…

  And yet he wasn’t. He knew the hunger Judah was feeling. He’d felt it himself, more times than he could count. He knew—who better?—what it was like to want Annie. To need her. To love her.

  And Judah loved her too. It showed in everything about him. The way he touched her. The look on his face. His hands, both gentle and demanding, closed on her hips as he sank to his knees, pulling her to him as he suckled her breast.

  With a moan, Annie tilted her head back, cradling Judah’s head in her arms.

  Oh God, Tommy thought as Judah switched his mouth to her other breast, tugging on her nipple with ravenous intensity. Unable to help himself, he slid his hand to his groin, pressing against the hard ridge of his erection.

  How could he have denied them this for so long? The yearning between them was palpable, searing the very air like wildfire. Tommy felt his shaft buck as Judah cupped her breasts, his tongue swirling slowly around one nipple, then the other. Annie’s moans grew higher, her hips pressing forward, and Judah responded by pinching her nipples hard.

  Oh Christ. He couldn’t take it. Stroking his cock through his jeans, Tommy moved closer.

  For too many years, he’d ignored the needs of the two people he loved most in this world. Now, there was only one way to fix it. Because he wasn’t letting her go this time.

  And neither was Judah.

  Annie stiffened as she felt Tommy behind her. She tried to turn, but his arms slid around her. Holding her tightly against his chest, he stared down over her shoulder.

  “What… Tommy…”

  “Shh,” he whispered. “It’s okay, Annie.”

  How could this be okay? Her cheeks flamed as she realized she’d almost forgotten Tommy was there. How could she have let herself kiss Judah in front of him, let alone let him touch her?

  She’d hurt them both so much. So deeply. She’d sworn she wouldn’t do it again. Gasping, she tore herself from Judah’s embrace, wriggling against Tommy’s suddenly-tight grip. “No! Let me go, damn it!”

  “I can’t do that, Annie,” Tommy said, holding her firmly. Judah, on his knees before her, looked up, his dark eyes watching her steadily. “Tell her, Ju.”

  Judah’s gaze slid back to her breasts. They were heaving slightly with the force of her pants, their tips hard and shiny with his saliva. “You tell her,” he murmured, bringing his hands up to cup them. Annie stared at him, both appalled and aroused as he fondled them avidly.

  The feel of his hands moving over them kept sending distracting jolts through her. It was hard to concentrate on Tommy’s words. “I’m sorry, Annie. I was selfish. I wasn’t thinking about you or Judah.” He bent his head to her neck, kissing it, nibbling it.

  God, what were they doing to her? She hung between them, barely able to breathe, as Judah released her breasts to slide his hands down to the snap of her jeans. She stared down at his bent head as Tommy breathed in her ear, “We can’t let you go, Annie. Not again. Not ever.”

  His hands slid around her, rubbing her breasts. Moaning, she leaned back against him, unable to help herself. Judah slid off her sneakers and tugged her jeans downward, baring the soft chestnut curls of her mound.

  Oh Christ, he wasn’t going to… Not with Tommy right behind her…

  Judah leaned forward, parting her curls with his tongue. Tommy squeezed her breasts harder, his breathing hoarse in her ear. She could feel his erection nestled close against her bare bottom, and Annie whimpered as he rocked his hips, grinding it against her.

  The pressure pushed her hips forward, pressing her mons harder against Judah’s open mouth. He lapped her clit eagerly, his face lax with desire.

  Oh God. Oh Jesus. Annie’s pulse throbbed in her ears. Tommy’s nimble fingers tugged at her nipples, pinching them lightly as Judah suckled her clit. “You see,” Tommy whispered, “there’s only one answer. We’re just going to have to share you, Annie. Can you live with that?”

  She couldn’t think through the roaring in her head, the pounding of her heartbeat. Surely he hadn’t just said…hadn’t meant…

  Judah tilted his head back, his gaze fixed on her breasts, watching Tommy fondle them as he tongued her clit. The dark, mindless heat in his eyes held her captive. She stared downward, watching his tongue dance between her curls, feeling the fire inside her blaze into delirium.

  Whatever they wanted, she thought dizzily. Anything they wanted…

  Crying out, she let her head drop back as her orgasm lanced th
rough her. Tommy’s fingers savaged her nipples. Judah’s tongue lashed her, making her hips buck. Turning her head, she found Tommy’s mouth, sucking his tongue as she peaked again and again, trapped between them, her body blazing, until her knees gave way and they caught her just before she crumpled.

  Gentle hands held her, lowering her to the floor. She lay on her back with Judah on his side next to her, propped up on one arm. He stroked her hair, then kissed her tenderly, holding his unsated hunger in check.

  His mouth felt so good against hers, firm and dependable. She smiled as she kissed him, running her hand up his chest. He smelled of hard work and sunshine, the rancher’s stock-in-trade. Responsible, reliable, hard-working Judah.

  Then something turned her head away, and another mouth closed over hers. This kiss was softer, more playful, but equally heartfelt. She kissed back, her eyes closed, as he teased her lips open, and the sweet, familiar taste of Tommy’s mouth filled hers.

  Hands were caressing her, stroking her belly, her thighs. Fingers trailed through her lower curls, making her mound tingle. Tommy slid lower, his mouth finding her right nipple, and Annie turned her head back to Judah, kissing him deeply.

  Judah’s hand slid down to her other breast, kneading it as his tongue slowly explored her mouth. Then, lifting his head, he winked at her—and slid his hand to her right breast, cupping it as Tommy’s lips tugged at the tip.

  The sensation was dizzying, almost indescribable. She was panting again, Annie realized, writhing between them. Their bodies pressed against her, and she almost groaned in arousal. They were both naked, erect, their cocks rubbing against her.

  Surely they weren’t going to… They didn’t mean…

  Judah’s dark gaze bored into hers, seeming to fill her entire world. “Remember that day I walked in on you, Annie? Right here in this room?”

  Memories tumbled through her, and she nodded, her heart pounding.

  “Seeing Tommy inside you was the most arousing thing I’d ever seen.”

  Oh God. She swallowed, staring up at Judah. Tommy was touching her now, his fingers parting her outer lips even as his mouth worked at her breast. One finger slid into her, spreading her wetness. She didn’t dare look down.

  “Will you do that again for me, Annie? Will you let him inside you?”

  Strong, warm hands stroked her thighs, easing them open. She could feel Judah’s erection throbbing against her hip as Tommy moved, settling himself between her spread legs. His finger withdrew from her slit, and was replaced by the hard, velvety fullness of his cockhead. It nudged against her, barely entering, gliding back and forth through her free-flowing juices.

  Judah watched her face closely, waiting for her answer. Closing her eyes, she nodded—and then moaned aloud as Tommy pushed into her, his thickness spreading her open.

  He was so hard, so ready. She could feel it in his strokes—short, steady, rigidly controlled. He was braced on his arms above her, his ass tightening beneath her hands as he pistoned smoothly. She could hear Judah’s hoarse breathing in her ear.

  Opening her eyes, she saw Judah staring downward, his gaze glued to her crotch, his eyes nearly black with arousal. His cock jerked against her hip, eager and straining. Annie dropped one hand from Tommy’s ass and curled her fingers around Judah’s thick shaft.

  Judah groaned, and Tommy froze above her, his balls clenching against her as he fought back his orgasm. “Jesus. I’m not gonna last, Ju.” His blue eyes found hers, wide with wonder. “I love you, Annie. You’re amazing.”

  Her heart purred with contentment even as her pussy throbbed.

  Then a teasing glint lit his eyes, and he grinned. “Now do something for me, Annie. Do what you did in the field house.”

  What… she started to ask, but Tommy slid his hands beneath her ass, pressing her hips tight against his as he rolled onto his back. She gasped as his cock speared her, her weight settling down on it, pushing it so deep she felt herself tremble, already on the edge.

  “Sit up,” he whispered hoarsely. Pressing her hands on his broad shoulders, she levered herself erect.

  Judah had risen to his knees, his gaze fixed on her body, greedily tracing the curves of her ass, the way her breasts thrust out before her. “Closer, Ju,” Tommy murmured. Judah’s eyes widened.

  Annie smiled at his hesitation and reached out, closing her hand around his jutting cock. It was so engorged the head was almost purple, the shaft so hard it strained straight up against his belly. Judah’s eyes sagged shut at her touch, his head dropping back. She stroked it a moment, but that wasn’t what she wanted.

  “Stand up, Ju,” she whispered. Swallowing, he did so.

  He towered over her, looking down on them, his heavy shaft only inches from her waiting mouth. Tommy raised his hands to her breasts, kneading them as he watched. Smiling, Annie turned her head, looking up at Judah—then closed her mouth around the thick, throbbing bulge of his cockhead.

  Judah groaned, his hands clenching at his sides. Smiling to herself, Annie reached out and twined her fingers through his, raising his hands to her tangled hair. She heard Tommy whisper harshly, “Jesus, Ju…” as he thrust his hips upward, filling her to the brink. His hands squeezed her breasts convulsively, and Annie felt heat spiral through her. Tommy’s not the only one who isn’t going to last, she admitted.

  The feel of Judah poised above her, his fingers trembling in her hair… Tommy stretched out beneath her, his hips pressing upward… It was too much. She couldn’t take it. Pushing her head forward, she took Judah deep into her mouth.

  He groaned again, the sound vibrating deep in his chest. Sliding one hand up his thigh, Annie cupped his balls, reveling in their size, their distended fullness. They were taut, snugged tight against the base of his shaft, and he quivered as she ran her fingers lightly over them.

  A first spurt of pre-cum slicked her tongue, warm and salty. Annie swallowed it, sucking harder as Judah’s breathing grew faster. He was trembling, every muscle straining for self-control.

  Not today, Ju, she thought fiercely. Today you don’t get to pretend you don’t care.

  She understood perfectly why he’d been so cold yesterday. Why he’d pretended her reappearance hadn’t affected him.

  It had, all right—it showed in every quiver of his muscles, every harsh, rasping breath. For too many years he’d had to fight the attraction between them. But today, Annie swore, he would surrender.

  Drawing her head back, she teased him, suckling lightly on the tip, then sliding her mouth down his shaft only an inch before pulling back. Judah’s abs clenched tighter, fighting the desire to thrust. She did it again, feeling his trembling worsen.

  “Do it, Ju!” Annie couldn’t see Tommy, but she could imagine his expression—his face lax with lust, his blue eyes drinking in the sight of her sucking Judah’s cock. His strokes grew more urgent as he shoved up into her, sliding slickly between her furred, swollen lips. His fingers tugged at her nipples, sending searing fire through her. Whimpering, Annie grabbed Judah’s ass and pulled him to her, forcing his shaft deeper into her mouth.

  Judah’s eyes flew wide open, their black depths blazing. She saw his jaw sag in ecstasy as sensations coursed through him. This time when she drew back, she felt his fingers tighten, tangling in her hair as he held her head.

  She could practically see the struggle going on inside him, knew the second the rigid control in him broke—it showed in the sudden tightening of his muscles, the frenzy that filled his night-black eyes. Groaning, he gave into the pressure, rocking his hips forward as he shoved himself into her mouth.

  Tommy arched below her, his own groans growing deeper, slamming up into her with an urgency that made her own need flare higher. She whimpered, arching her back, pressing her aching breasts into his hands. He rubbed them roughly, squeezing their weight, his erection swelling even further inside her passage.

  Judah’s cock filled her mouth, hard, almost bruising. Cupping her head firmly, he pistoned between her lips. His
eyes were half-closed, the lust in them unmistakable. His chest heaved as he watched her mouth on his shaft, Tommy’s hands squeezing her breasts…

  She was on fire, her body blazing, trapped between them as they pounded into her, desperate and hungry. Her own need coiled higher as Tommy’s hips worked against hers, corkscrewing his cock inside her as he started to come. His cries pierced her ears, tilting her over the edge, and everything inside her seemed to shatter in bliss as Judah arched his back, straining, flooding her mouth with his come.

  Tommy’s cock pulsed inside her as he pistoned, giving her every drop. Her passage spasmed around him, needing him deeper, deeper… She swallowed hungrily, hearing Judah’s harsh groans, hearing her own pulse thudding as fire lanced through her again and again.

  Judah dropped to his knees as she sagged above Tommy, cupping her head as he kissed her, panting. Tommy’s hands fondled her breasts, playing gently with her nipples. She shuddered and gasped, feeling aftershocks shake her.

  Jesus. Oh Jesus, she thought incoherently, her clit still pulsing with the strength of her orgasm.

  Judah stroked her hair as Tommy reached up to kiss her. She slumped against him, her whole body trembling. Judah’s hands moved to her back, rubbing it gently. Tommy’s arms slid around her waist, holding her till she slept.

  They were talking, she realized distantly, their voices low and intent. Annie tried to listen, but it was so nice just to lie here, her body limp in relaxation.

  “…can’t just take her back to the house. Ma’d flip, Tommy.”

  “I think she already knows. But you’re right.”

  She was lying on something soft. It felt lovely. Familiar. A mattress? She thought so—but…

  Annie opened her eyes. She was still in Tommy’s room, the mid-morning sunlight pouring through the window. It slanted across Tommy’s old iron bedstead, pooling beside her on the wide mattress.

  “We can’t let you go, Annie. Not again. Not ever.”

  Oh jeepers! Annie felt herself blushing and shut her eyes again quickly. Did they just do what I think they did?

  Opening her lids a slit, she peered around the room. Tommy and Judah stood near the door, speaking in low tones, their heads bent together.