Kendry climbed down from the truck, opened her door, and said, “Allow me.” The way her eyes glowed as she gazed at him made him feel like “the man” as he helped her out of the vehicle.
She sniffed a little. “Did you just mow? It smells like fresh cut grass out here.”
“Yeah,” Kendry said. “I hope you’re not allergic. With it being so warm this fall, the growing season must’ve been longer than usual. We wanted things spruced up for the holiday.”
“No, no allergies here,” she replied softly as she looked down at their hands which were still joined. Just then she was startled by the dual greeting of their dogs from beyond the back of the house. Whoof! Whoof!
“Gracious,” she squeaked. “Are those yours?”
“Yeah, our dogs, Thor and Loki. Sound carries weird out here because of the river. We’ll introduce you in the morning.”
“They sound huge.”
“They’re big dogs,” Jared said as he reached for the other door to get Whit out of his seat. “And one of the reasons we chose a place with eight acres. Don’t worry. They’re well behaved and are great guard dogs. You’re perfectly safe.”
The look in her eyes said, “Safe with them or safe from them?”
They gathered her belongings and walked her up to the rustic entry.
“Watch your step,” Jared said as he gestured for her to enter. “The rock floor may feel uneven under your feet at first.”
While she turned in a circle and gaped, he and his brother watched her with enjoyment. She drew in a surprised gasp as she spotted the big fireplace dominating one wall in the den located beyond the kitchen. “I love your home.” For the moment, her nerves seemed forgotten.
Jared spared Kendry a grin and said, “Why don’t you pour our lady something to drink and I’ll start a fire.”
She took Whit from Jared and followed Kendry into the open kitchen. Looking down at the rock floor, she said, “This stone gives your home such a solid, cozy atmosphere. Is this where the original house ended?” From that step down, the floor plan opened up to the den and bedrooms down a hallway on the side.
“Yeah. The original house was tiny. There was a fire a number of years ago in the back portion of the house and they nearly decided to knock the structure down completely.”
“I’m glad they didn’t. What’s left makes a nice entry and living room.”
When he held up a bottle of red wine and a pitcher of iced tea for her to choose from, Presley Ann pointed at the wine. “Doctor Emma told me that one glass of wine in the evening occasionally wouldn’t hurt and might…” She bit her lip as though something weighed on her mind, and he busied himself with getting her a wineglass.
“I noticed when you talk about her you call her Emma, like you’re close to her,” Jared said as he worked by the fireplace. “What else did she say?” Kendry grinned as he poured the wine and offered her the glass. Jared was an intuitive guy.
After taking a sip of the wine, she looked at Whit and smiled as his eyes closed again and he snuggled up against her. She smooched his little forehead in a decidedly tender gesture.
“Kitten?” Jared murmured from the place he kneeled at the hearth, putting a log on the lit kindling. Pink rushed into her cheeks, and she looked from him to his brother.
“Sorry. I saw her earlier this week at my six week postpartum appointment.” Kendry held back a smile, understanding what she was getting at and certain that Jared knew as well.
He couldn’t see it but Kendry could make out the smile in Jared’s barely there voice as he added another log and said, “And you were cleared to go back to normal activity?”
“Yes.”
“Including sex?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she responded, gazing down into her wineglass.
“And an occasional glass of wine might help you relax?”
“Mmm,” she said with a nod and rosy cheeks. Although she still seemed a little skittish, she didn’t deny where the night was headed. To distract her, he said, “Whit looks like he’s ready to pass out. Does he need to be bathed first?”
“I gave him a bath before I got ready for tonight. He can wait until the morning. I just need to change his clothing and diaper.”
“While Jared gets a roaring fire going, why don’t you and I take care of the baby?”
With a nod, she followed him down the hallway to the master bedroom door. The bedside lamps cast the room and the bed in warm shadows.
“Is this your room?” she asked as she looked around it while he put their bags at the end of the bed. She laid a receiving blanket across the heavy, dark red bedspread and then eased Whit onto it and began undressing him.
“Up to this point, it’s been Jared’s bedroom. My things and my bed are down the hall. If you stay with us tonight, this is our room.”
She looked around as she worked. “It’s a nice room. Relaxing. Sensual.”
He liked hearing her use that word.
“The bathroom is through this door,” he said, pushing against it and turning on the light so she could see it.
A wide smile crossed her lips and she said, “I already love that tub.”
“You can try it out tonight or in the morning if you’d like.”
“Okay. He’s going to wake up hungry in a bit. I have him on a regular schedule. He’s not to the point yet where he sleeps through the night. I hope it won’t disturb you if I get up with him during the night.”
“Course not. You’re his mama and that takes precedence over everything else.”
Kendry noticed the baby’s bedtime ritual felt so normal. Yes, he wanted her alone and between him and his brother in whatever capacity she could handle, but Kendry knew that the baby came first with her, and with him. Whit never stirred as Presley Ann dressed him while Kendry unwrapped the reclining seat she’d brought for the baby to sleep in. “He’ll be okay in this for the night?”
“Oh yeah,” she murmured as she lifted him and slid his legs and bottom gently into the cushiony soft harness and then tucked a blanket around his lower body and covered his little hands to keep him warm. She carried the contraption to the recliner in the corner and gestured for Kendry to open it. Wedging all the throw pillows in around the base of the seat gave it extra stability, and appearing satisfied, she leaned down and kissed his forehead and whispered softly for a few seconds before turning to Kendry. “I’ll hear him if he needs me if we leave the bedroom door open.”
Back in the den, the fire had warmed the room. Jared had shed his boots and socks and was reclining on the wide sectional, facing the fire. He’d placed her wineglass on the coffee table beside him and turned off the kitchen lights so the only illumination came from the lamp on the end table and the fireplace. Kendry switched off the lamp as he walked past it and noticed when Presley Ann faltered a step.
Jared held out a hand to her, and Kendry stroked her shoulder, encouraging her to go to the sectional. The chaise on one end was wide enough for the three of them to recline comfortably if they didn’t mind being close. She sat and reached for her boot, smiling when Kendry said, “Allow me,” and gently slid it from her foot before doing the same with the other one.
Gripping her knees, Presley Ann looked up at Kendry and then over her shoulder at Jared and whispered, “What now?”
Jared scooted forward to the end of the cushioned seat, smoothed her hair over her shoulder, and kissed her throat. “Trust us?” Her nod came without too much hesitation as she looked up at Jared and then at Kendry. Her gaze seemed to plead for understanding before it slid down his body, making his cock stir at the attention. Placing a knee on the sectional, Kendry bent forward and claimed her lips.
“Move back against the pillows,” he said, herding her with his upper body as she scooted back, never allowing them to be more than a few inches apart. “Let us take care of you.”
She placed a hand on Jared’s to halt him as he slid a finger into the overlapping edges of her top. “I’m wearing a nursing bra, Jared. It’s�
�it’s not sexy.”
Shaking his head, Jared slid his lips along her jawline. “Don’t worry about that. It’s not your bra I want to touch…or see. It’s you.”
Her fingers were trembling on Kendry’s hand as she stopped him from unzipping her jeans a second later. “Um…”
Her breathing sounded a little shaky as Jared eased the hem of her top up to just beneath her breasts, sliding his fingertips beneath it and raising gooseflesh in their wake.
“What’s the matter?” Kendry asked as he kissed the other side of her jaw and made a line of kisses that extended from below her ear and down her throat. Being so close, he could hear when she gulped and then panted slightly.
She gently squeezed his hand and said, “Let me.” She undid the button and the zipper and then slipped her hands into the waistband and pushed down the jeans. “I don’t want you to be disappointed.”
Both men sat up and looked down at her. Her ivory skin was turned to shimmering satin by the flickering glow of the firelight and his mouth watered as her hips and upper thighs were revealed in her slow extrication of the jeans.
“Disappointed?” Jared asked in an incredulous tone.
“The…baby weight. I haven’t lost it yet. My stretch marks are so noticeable. I’ve got a mommy body and you’re used to…”
Kendry cocked his head and asked, “Used to what?”
Biting her lip, she looked between the two of them and settled her gaze on Jared. “Used to women like Jasmine, who have tight bodies and firm breasts. Motherhood has changed all that for me.”
Jared shook his head slowly and never stopped his progress, easing the top up until she lifted slightly and allowed him to pull it over her head. He glanced at Kendry and nodded. He eased the jeans farther down, catching her socks with them and removed all of it until she was left reclining there in nothing but her lace bra and panties. Myriad expressions crossed her face as she stared up at him and Jared. When he rested his palm over her breastbone he could feel her heart pounding.
Jared feathered his fingers into her long hair and brushed it over her shoulders, smiling as he said, “You shouldn’t worry like that.” He removed the hand she’d lifted to cover the closure at the top of one of the cups on the nursing bra and kissed her knuckles. “You’re exactly what I want, and what Kendry wants, obviously, otherwise why would we be here right now? We find you very attractive, all of you, and there’s nothing beneath your clothing that you need to hide from us.”
“But—”
“Jasmine might’ve had a perfect body, but there was ugliness hiding under the surface,” he continued. “The perfect body doesn’t mean squat when the woman underneath it all is self-absorbed and unfaithful.”
“She was?”
Jared nodded. “Evidently she grew impatient with my long shifts…and the time I spent with Kendry after he finally got out of the hospital. One night, Kendry and I arrived at our apartment after my shift was over. We had groceries in hand, ready to grill up a feast and celebrate his reinstatement at the fire department. She was in bed with one of my coworkers who was off shift.”
Jared paused and swallowed and Kendry remembered the shock in his brother’s eyes when they’d been greeted by the sounds of vigorous sex as they’d walked in the door of the house Jared and Kendry lived in and that Jasmine had shared. One more thing he didn’t miss about Abilene was being forced to tolerate Jasmine in order to spend time with his brother off the clock.
Presley Ann sat up, holding her hands to her chest. “Then what are we doing, the three of us?”
That was what she’d gotten out of the explanation? Kendry shook his head and took her hands, lowering them to her lap, trying to ignore the warmth of her satiny thighs against his knuckles as he said, “Kitten, this is different. We both want you and we don’t mind sharing you. Yeah, Jasmine was hot, but she was a liar and Jared never agreed to sharing her with anyone. And believe us when we tell you that you have nothing to feel self-conscious about. You’re beautiful, and being a mother only increases that beauty.”
Presley Ann scoffed as she covered her abdomen with her palm and shook her head and Jared said, “Will you at least give us a chance to prove to you that what we’re saying is how we really feel?”
Kendry pressed against her shoulder and she gave in easily, lying back down with her head on one of the pillows. He kissed her shoulder and whispered, “Please?”
At her hesitant nod, Jared wasted no time in undoing the front closure on Presley Ann’s bra, releasing the bounty of her breasts. Gooseflesh rose on her bare skin and her nipples tightened as he parted the garment. Her sweet, decadent scent of vanilla and citrus made Kendry’s mouth water, and his jaw dropped a little as her beautiful breasts were fully revealed.
“Holy shit, kitten. You were self-conscious about these?” He chuckled and when she lifted her hands with a frown he stopped her and said, “Jasmine would be the jealous one if the two of you compared notes. Amazing. I want to nuzzle until I suffocate.” He fought the urge to demonstrate his technique.
Her soft giggle was reaffirming as Jared stroked the side of one full, abundant breast with its tight and vividly rosy nipple, and she murmured, “Before Whit came along, there were rumors that I’d had cosmetic surgery done on them but this is all me. I guess I’m self-conscious because that part of me is sort of…”
“Community property with Whit?”
Presley Ann nodded. “If you like them now I wish you could’ve seen them before the baby. My body is not quite my own right now but…I don’t mind. I’m glad you like them.” She laid her hands back at her sides.
Kendry snorted. “Like is such a weak word for what I’m feeling right now, kitten. Any man would consider himself lucky just to be able to look at you.” She gasped as he strummed the pad of his thumb over one nipple, enjoying the way it perked up even tighter.
While she was distracted, Jared coaxed her lace panties off of her hips and she moaned softly as he tugged them down her thighs and her calves and out from under her feet. Her breathing had gone shallow and her hands fluttered near her hips as though she didn’t know what to do with them.
Hoping they weren’t overwhelming her but unable to stop himself, Kendry leaned over her and kissed the top of her mound, right above her cleft, breathing in the sweet, aroused scent of her.
Jared made a slight growling sound as he applied his lips to her torso and a second later Kendry knew why when she threaded her fingertips into his hair and lightly scratched his scalp, eliciting a groan from him as well as raising goose bumps up and down his arms.
“Guys?” They both raised their heads to look up at her. Presley Ann bit her lower lip and then said, “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable later and I thought you might want to know…”
“Know what?” Kendry asked, made curious by the way a dark blush stained her cheeks.
She bit that succulent lip again and said, “My body is really reactive to stimulation right now and I…”
Jared chuckled softly and said, “That’s good news, I think.”
“What I mean is…”
Kendry kissed her hip, anxious to get back to the little slice of heaven between her thighs that was waiting for his kiss. “You can say anything. We don’t shock easily.”
“I may…leak a little, if…” She lifted one hand to cup a breast. The sight of her slim hand cupping her flesh made his cock grow even harder.
“If what?”
“If I get turned on….if you make me…you know.”
Jared kissed the side of her breast and said, “I hope we’re not making you uncomfortable or shy, in what we’re doing.”
“Not at all. I like it.” A little fire flashed in her eyes. “I don’t know why it’s so hard to just come out and say it. It’s not like I’ve never fooled around before, it’s just that things are a little different now. If you…”
Kendry stroked the curls adorning her mound and said, “If we stimulate you enough to come you’re afraid you m
ight leak a little breast milk?”
She snorted a little. “My letdown reflex can be very powerful if I…”
Jared gave her a crooked grin as he leaned down and gently licked at her nipple and then kissed it. “You’re so sweet all over. What if we were to lick you or stroke your pussy until you come?” She let out a long sigh and Kendry noticed the way her blue eyes dilated a little more.
“Kitten, have you masturbated since Whit was born?”
Presley Ann shook her head but then nodded with a little smile. “I did. I wanted to make sure…” She closed her eyes.
“You wanted to know if everything still worked the way it should?” Jared asked as he tongued the side of her breast just shy of her nipple, drawing a soft moan from her.
“Yes.”
“And? Did it?”
She panted and her back arched as her body tried to follow Jared’s mouth when he pulled away slightly.
She drew in a shaky breath and said, “It was even better, but then I realized I’d soaked my nightgown.”
“You’d be embarrassed if that happened?” Jared asked as he stroked her abdomen.
She nodded. “Wouldn’t you be embarrassed?”
Both he and his brother shook their heads and then Jared slowly rose from the couch. He gestured at the thick line of his erection, clearly visible through his jeans and said, “It wouldn’t bother me a bit, but I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be right back.”
“What’s he doing?” Presley Ann whispered to him as Jared padded down the hallway.
“My best guess is that he doesn’t want you to worry about leaking. I don’t want you to be self-conscious about that either, but it won’t bother me if that happens. I like that you’re that easily stimulated.”
“Here you go,” Jared rasped as he returned carrying a soft hand towel, which he laid within her grasp. “Now, relax and let us take care of you. If you feel your letdown coming, use the towel but don’t worry about our reaction. Your milk is reserved for Whit, but I bet it tastes as sweet as the rest of you.” Without another word, he parted his lips and licked her flushed, tightened nipple. Her eyes fluttered closed and she moaned again.
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