by The Male Order, Texas Collection ]- A Bride for Two Billionaires (l
Brody gave absolutely no hesitation. Just as he saw his Taylor swim back up to the surface, he stripped down to his boxers then jumped in. “Woo hoo!” His cannonball resulted in a huge splash, and a loud shriek of joy from Taylor. He resurfaced a few inches in front of her face, causing Taylor to break into hysterical laughter as he shook out the water from his hair and onto her. He smiled widely as he watched a drop of water make its way down her cheek and pause at the tiny brown beauty mark to the right of her upper lip. Taylor was such a classic beauty, just like the bombshells in the old movies his mother watched, simply stunning.
Her smile and her laugh were instant drugs. Her happiness gave him a buzz like nothing he’d ever defiantly experimented with in his past. Brody knew then there would be nothing in the world that could stop him from making sure he had his Taylor fix every day, for the rest of his life.
As Taylor’s laugh slowly began to settle to a soft giggle, her eyes stared at Brody’s mouth, following his tongue as it glided along his lips. He watched as her eyes glazed over with lust and heat, and for the first time, he noticed how the sun reflected swirls of gold in her irises.
Brody reached to touch her face, resting his fingertips on the side of her neck. Taylor closed her eyes and exhaled a soft whimper the moment his skin came into contact with hers. His cock jumped in delight at how surprisingly responsive she was to him.
Brody leaned in, briefly hovering over her flushed, parted lips as he inhaled the scent of the melon-cucumber lotion that still clung to her skin. It would be his first kiss as a man in love, and he wanted to remember every curve of her mouth and the flavor of her tongue.
Using both lips to lightly embrace her bottom lip, Brody started with a small double-suck, and he could already hear a soft moan start to form in the back of her throat. He opened his mouth, inviting Taylor’s warm, wet tongue to wedge itself between his lips. He growled deeply as she explored his mouth using random flicking motions mixed with slow, long caresses, sweeter than candy.
He felt his hard-on rub against her stomach as she wrapped her soft, delicate arms around his neck and pressed her billowy chest to his. Her nipples had formed into hard pebbles, and a jolt of heat spread to his balls when she unconsciously brushed across one of his nipples with hers. Brody fisted Taylor’s hair as he pulled her deeper into his kiss. She moaned louder as the passion of his caress intensified. Reaching below the water’s surface, Brody grabbed Taylor’s ass and lifted her until her lush thighs gripped the sides of his waist. Her skin was even silkier than it looked.
Brody let out a low groan as Taylor took his silent direction and wrapped her smooth, golden legs around his waist. She softly gyrated her hips, torturing him with the tease of the friction. When she dropped her head back, he took it as an invitation to finally, finally, taste the perfect, large globes that were peeking above the lace trim of her bra.
He effortlessly lifted her small frame until his view was obscured by the pink nipples poking for release through the bra’s white lace. Using his tongue, Brody slowly traced a silky path from the top of her right tit down to her cleavage. He tongue fucked the warm valley for several moments before continuing the path up her left breast. Instead of ending at the top, his tongue made a detour to the edge of lace and pushed it back to taste the nipple that stood at attention underneath. Taylor let out a soft cry as he circled his tongue around the stiff peak.
Needing to taste her again, Brody brought her mouth back down to his, and she immediately dove in for the kiss. Suddenly, Taylor pulled her face away to look up at the pier. Brody only used the opportunity to kiss and lick her neck more. He didn’t really care what got her attention. He couldn’t stop tasting her.
Jay toed off his shoes, peeled off his white T-shirt, and pulled off his shorts before he began to make his walk to the pier in his black boxer briefs. Dead man walking.
He could hear Taylor’s laughter, and it gave him a sick feeling in his stomach. Although he’d told himself he just wanted Taylor as a quick fling, getting to know her and seeing her surrender herself to the magic of Male Order right before their eyes, he wondered if he would really be able to stop himself from falling in love with Miss Taylor Ewing.
When he began to walk on the pier, he could see that Brody was kissing her deeply. They kissed like they were running out of time, urgently and desperately. He then watched as Brody lifted Taylor to work his mouth on her full tits, her amazing tits. His hard-on almost grew painful as he watched Brody use his tongue to pull Taylor’s nipple out of her bra and into his sucking mouth.
Damn, Taylor looked so gorgeous with her head flung back, moaning in ecstasy, her eyes closed as her silky auburn hair cascaded down her back. Too damn gorgeous. For the first time in his life, Jay doubted his abilities to successfully complete a challenge. And he never considered “not falling in love” as much of a challenge. But then there was her.
Jay’s toes touched the edge of the pier just as Brody and Taylor began to kiss again. He couldn’t help but give his cock a quick, firm squeeze to ease some of the ache that had developed as he watched the nearly naked goddess’s sexual hunger deepen with each touch Brody gave her.
Jay reached up to put his fingers on his temples as he squeezed his eyes shut. Think, Jay, think. Shit! This is fucking emotional suicide.
“Jay.”
Jay’s head immediately snapped up at the soft, sensual southern purr of her voice.
“Jay, join us. Please.”
Taylor looked up at him with those Goddamn innocent-looking doe eyes. She was almost begging him with that hypnotic stare. The thought of Taylor begging for him on her knees, naked and bound, was almost enough to make him explode all over them right then and there.
Brody continued to shower Taylor’s neck with attention since she had released his kiss to talk to Jay. He could see that Brody’s intense passion for Taylor was completely unlike any chemistry he had ever witnessed between his friend and a woman.
Brody must have sensed Jay’s hesitation. Although he spoke as he rubbed the side of his face against Taylor’s naked, beaded nipples, Brody took a break from the kissing to turn his head to Jay. “You’re completely in control, Jay. It’s whatever you want.”
Brody always knew exactly what to say to calm him down.
“So, do you want to get wet with us, Jay?”
But Taylor knew even better.
Looking in her eyes, his gut wrenched as if he were at the top of a rollercoaster loop anticipating the frightening drop below. He took a deep breath and dove in.
Taylor couldn’t think of a more beautiful image than the look in Jay’s eyes when she had asked him to join her. Although she could sense Jay had been holding up an emotional wall since they met, the look in his eyes at that moment was the most vulnerable Jay had been since she’d met him.
Jay’s large body landed in the water with a huge splash. She smiled in encouragement as he began to swim his way toward her. Before Taylor realized Brody had swum away, she heard a loud “Woo hoo!” and turned to see Brody swinging from the rope swing a few trees down from them. He crashed to the water below.
Taylor suddenly felt the masculine warmth of Jay’s body as he moved closer to her, and she whipped around in the water to face him. She prayed her brain was branded with the memory of how beautiful Jay Stephens looked at that moment. Crystal water drops sprinkled his tanned, broad shoulders, his full bottom lip slightly quivering from the chill of the lake, his raven-colored hair dripping a little water down the sides of his face. His jade eyes darkened to an emerald color, but they were no less hypnotizing, especially with the sunrays that shone down and made them sparkle. “Brody never gets this shaken up for just a slice of cherry pie.”
“Excuse me?” Taylor’s voice seethed with attitude at his disrespectful innuendo. “I’m not a slice cherry of pie, Mr. Stephens.”
But instead of apologizing, Jay moved even closer until their faces were just a few inches apart and whispered, “Of course you’re not.” Ja
y enveloped her body in his muscular arms, pulling their torsos together as he took her mouth in his. Her already swollen clit throbbed in reaction to the firm, hungry sucking he was giving her tongue. He broke away and looked down at her. “Mmm, but you sure taste like a cherry pie.”
Taylor wanted to protest, sass him for being such a pompous barbarian. How dare he compare her to a piece of food. She would never accept such behavior from a man. But the way he drawled cherry pie sure was sexy, and the ache deep inside her pussy betrayed her logical thought of slapping him across his face for such talk.
Jay moved closer, his eyes grazing over every exposed inch of her upper body. Now! Slap the arrogant ape now! Her brain struggled to scream reason into her consciousness, but oh, he smelled so damn good. He bent his head down, and his tongue began making a slick, winding trail from her jaw line, down the scoop of her neck, and then wedged in the cleavage of her swollen breasts.
She searched for the strength to tell him no, to push him away and take back the control he’d taken from her. All she could manage was a deep moan as he firmly held her by the waist and lifted her body to his face. She gripped his large shoulders, and his mouth slowly tasted her stiff, aroused nipples.
Tell him to stop.
“Don’t stop! Oh, Jay, don’t stop!” She probably should have been listening to her head, but her bratty pussy was just so much louder.
“If your juice tastes anything like your tongue or tits, I’ll never go hungry again.”
He lowered her back down, and she immediately felt his enormous erection. He managed to sustain his cool countenance, despite his giant cock jumping against her body as if it were coaxing her body to move in closer.
She then felt Brody’s warm hands holding her shoulders from behind. He then gently brushed her hair to the side as he kissed the back of her neck with tiny pecks and warm touches of the tip of his tongue. His warm breath against her wet skin gave her a chill, leaving behind patches of gooseflesh. Never before had Taylor ever lost control of her desire, but being sandwiched between the two gorgeous, sexy best friends wrung the life out any chance she would be able to stop.
She reached back with her left arm while she kept her other wrapped around Jay’s neck, then she clenched Brody’s hair. The wet, soft waves slipped between her fingers like silk. She moaned in pleasure as the realization of being with two men at once crashed down on Taylor’s stunned consciousness.
Jay looked into her eyes as he gathered her breasts from her bra. She felt Brody’s giant hands around her waist as he slightly lifted her in the water, giving Jay better access to her tits while Brody softly traced his nose and lips along the curves of her back. Jay let out a deep growl as he pushed her breasts together to capture her nipples in his warm mouth at the same time.
Taylor let her head fall back as she struggled to keep her breath. As Jay sucked her nipples, Brody traced his finger along the strip of lace wedged between her ass cheeks. He started at the top and slowly traced his fingertip down until it reached her hot mound. The aching convulsions occurring in her creaming channel became painful with need. She started to grind her pussy against Jay’s rock-hard abs, trying her best to relinquish the torture that drenched her folds.
She couldn’t resist reaching down in the water to wrap her hand around the impressive hard-on that fought to rip through Jay’s boxer briefs. He hissed air through his teeth at her touch, making Taylor’s nipples tingle at the sound of his obvious pleasure.
Jay gripped Taylor’s waist, softly digging his fingertips in her back while she slowly stroked up and down his rock-hard length. Her grip glided over his soft skin in the water, and the engorged head of his cock throbbed in her hand. She couldn’t remember wanting to taste a man so damn badly, and she licked her lips at the mere thought of his long dick filling her throat.
Taylor gripped her thighs tight around Jay’s waist, and she began maneuvering Jay’s erection so it rubbed and tapped her clit. She moaned loudly, feeling the large, mushroomed head throb against the sensitive hood. Brody continued to lick the back of her ear, flicking her earlobe with his tongue as he made the hottest husky moans.
The low groans of both men had Taylor wiggling with need. Jay’s erection laid flat against her swollen nub, and Brody’s hard-on was lying against the lace between her ass cheeks. Their cocks were both incredibly long and wide. Who was bigger seemed to only depend on their individual states of arousal.
She rocked her hips back and forth, allowing both cocks to grind against different parts of her barely covered pussy. The head of Jay’s dick teased her pearl through the lace of her panties. Her pussy lips were swollen with desire and were spilling out the sides of her thong, giving Brody access to caress them with his cock from behind.
As Brody kissed the back of her neck, he would thrust against the material between her ass cheeks and up until he would almost touch Jay. They were both beginning to slow down a little, and Taylor sensed they were now struggling to keep control of their excitement.
Both men had one hand on each of her hips. They slowly inched their fingers to the hot area between her shuddering thighs. The combined heat of their skin covered her, and Taylor released a long sigh from the satisfaction of finally having them both touch her pussy as the same time. Each man used two fingers to trace small circles on either side of her clit, and Taylor panted heavily as she rode against their touches.
“Come for us, Taylor,” Jay demanded in a husky tone. “We want to see how beautiful you can sound when we really push you over.”
“Wait,” she panted. “Softer. Please. It’s… Oh! It’s too much.”
Then she felt the sharp clasp of Jay’s lips and teeth around a nipple, and just as she was about to scream their names, they were interrupted by the loud splashing of a bunch of college-aged kids down on the other side of the lake.
Taylor pushed herself away from the men, ignoring their frustrated, disappointed curses as she quickly swam under the pier to hide from view. The students didn’t seem to have noticed them, so Taylor took the opportunity to swim to the grass and run into the magnolia grove to get dressed. Brody and Jay were not far behind her.
“Like we really need yet another reason to be annoyed by obnoxious frat guys,” Brody complained as he pulled his shirt over his head.
Taylor focused on ignoring the painful ache lingering in her pussy, an unpleasant result from not reaching satisfaction after such a long period of buildup. She walked with the men back down the worn path until they were far from the rambunctious pile of testosterone.
“We’ll grab you something to eat on the way to your aunt’s,” Brody said once they reached the road.
“Oh, you don’t have to do that, really.”
“We insist.” Jay’s voice was low, but the domination was loud and clear. He must have realized how harsh he sounded because he quickly looked down at Taylor and gave her one of those rare half-smiles then possessively wrapped an arm around her waist as they walked to the truck. Taylor smiled back and walked a little closer to him.
On the way back into town, Brody had called for a pickup order of the chocolate dessert she had ordered a few days ago at Hester’s, explaining she needed another chance to finish it since they had been rudely interrupted. The order was waiting for them when they pulled up into Hester’s parking lot, the familiar young waiter waiting outside the entrance with a smile on his face.
In just a few short moments, they arrived at Aunt Veronica’s walkway. Taylor turned to Brody and Jay, feeling a little awkward while images of their three bodies tangled together in the lake kept popping into her head. “Well, I better go in and shower.”
“What’s that?” Brody was pointing at something in Veronica’s back yard.
Taylor turned her head to see what he was indicating. “Oh, that’s the tool shed.”
Suddenly, two large bodies were herding her over to the small, windowless shed, each holding an arm in their grips as her small feet shuffled to catch up with their large steps.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
“Oh, come on, Taylor,” Jay pushed her into the dark storage space, “you didn’t really think we would leave you hanging like that, did you? You think I didn’t notice you shifting while we were walking over here, trying to get rid of that pain throbbing in your little pink clit?”
“This is crazy. If you want me to invite you in, just say so.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” Jay suddenly picked her up by the waist and laid her flat on her back on the nearest working table. The doors made a soft thud sound as they sealed shut. The shed was completely dark, and Taylor had no idea which man was where.
“Jay? Brody?” There was just complete silence. She couldn’t stop the fear of the unknown from washing panic over her sinking heart.
Taylor tried to get off the table, but two large hands held her firmly down, causing a loud gasp of surprise to escape her lips. The strong hands suddenly started to massage her tits vigorously. She then heard a loud ripping sound as the hands pulled down the neckline of her dress, tearing it half-way down the middle of her torso to gain direct access to her stiff nipples. Someone pinched the exposed buds in excitement, softly then roughly, even softer then even rougher.
“Ooh! Mmm, ow, ooh!” The mystery man groaned at the pleasure and pain he inflicted on her. He pinched down very hard, but the pain only intensified the jolt of electricity sparking its way down to her womb.
Another pair of hands tore away the last scraps of her dress that remained and tore her panties completely off. The action produced another loud ripping of cloth to fill the small, dark shed. The sound unleashed the wanton woman buried inside the southern belle all over again.
“Oh yes! Smell how much I need you.” Taylor’s hips bucked over and over, desperately searching for a part of their bodies to wet with her cream.
