by Lia Davis
Chapter Five
I looked at him, stunned. “What?”
“Get your clothes on,” Jacob said. “Everything but the bra and panties. We’re keeping those. Need something to remind us of your sweet nectar until we see you again.”
I sat on the desk and looked at both men, still as handsome and sexy as ever. “But I thought...”
“Thought what?” Jon said handing me my clothes. A sly smile played across his lips.
“You wanted me,” I said. My eyes stayed on the ground as I dressed.
Jacob stopped me. “We do want you, Sandy. All of you. The question is what do you want from us?”
“Tell us what you want us to do to you, dear,” Jon said, crowding me between him and Jacob. “We have to hear you say it.”
I stared up into Jon’s eyes, feeling courage return. “I want you both. I want both of you to have me.” My words felt so odd to me. I wasn’t usually so
“I think we just did that to your mouth,” Jon said. “Didn’t we, Jacob?”
“That we did, brother.”
They were both frustrating as hell. “I want you to fuck my pussy!”
Jon snickered. “Is that all? How about your ass? Do you want us to claim that for our own too?”
“Yes,” I moaned. “Please.” I clenched my legs together.
“Good,” Jon said. “Because we’re going to take your virgin pussy and ass for our pleasure.”
“Just not today,” Jacob said. “We want even more from you, Sandy. When we take you, we want you prepared for everything we desire.”
“Anything,” I said.
“Even if that means a child growing in you?” Jon asked.
My mouth fell open. Children? I never even thought about kids.
“That’s right,” Jon continued. “The position we want you for is as a partner by our side and a mother to our children. Both of us.”
Jacob rubbed my stomach. “We want to see you swell with our seed. Do you want that, Sandy?”
I wanted them and desired to make them happy. I was certain of that, but I didn’t know how I felt about children.
Jacob’s hand on me was both intimate and sexual. “Go home and think about it,” he said. “We want you certain.”
“We want you sure you want to be ours for good,” Jon said.
I sighed against them. I wanted that too. Wanted it bad.
“A delivery will be waiting for you when you get home,” Jacob whispered near my ear.
I felt Jon move away from us.
Jacob lifted my chin so my attention was all on him. “Follow the instructions. If you chose to be with us, our driver will be there tomorrow evening to bring you to us. If you decide not to, your time with us need not go beyond this office.”
Jon slipped my jacket on my back.
Jacob kissed me, and he wasn’t gentle. Full desire laced the kiss.
When he pulled back, he said, “Be sure because once you’re ours, there’s no going back.”
Jon turned me around and gave me an equally knee-buckling kiss. He stared into my eyes, his lust filled gaze penetrating me. “We want you. Don’t doubt that.”
I grabbed my bag and walked to the door in a daze.
“And Sandy?” Jacob said.
I turned to see Jacob holding my discarded bra and Jon my panties.
“We’ll be thinking of you the whole time,” Jon said as he brought my panties to his nose. Their smiles and lustful stares were the last things I saw before I closed the door.
I used the large glass window at the end of the hallway to make an attempt to straighten my dress. When I passed the secretary, she gave me a knowing stare, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t ashamed of what the Sims brothers and I did. If anything, I wanted more. So much more.
The drive home was painstakingly long. I couldn’t stop remembering what it was like to kiss and touch them and have them do the same to me.
A delivery was in front of my apartment as soon as I got home, as Jacob said it would be. One large and one small package waited for me.
When I got in, I opened the large one first. A note said, Wear this tomorrow night. Our driver will be there at seven. Leave the underwear at home.
I smiled as I pulled out a long, red satin dress that had to be at least double my rent. The fabric felt so smooth against my skin and seemed like it was made to go with my caramel complexion. Next to the dress were matching red heels.
Everything was my size, and something in me warmed at the thought that they knew specific details about me, things lovers knew. Maybe they did want me as much as I wanted them.
On the small box was another note: Use this to prepare yourself for us. Sleep with the small one in your ass. You do not have our permission to come without us. If you do, you will be punished.
In the box were a bottle of lube and two golden sex toys. One was short and thin, while the other was longer and thicker. Each looked expensive and like something I could never afford to get myself off.
They wanted me to keep the small one in my ass while I slept? I had never put anything there before, and they required me to keep something inside of me for hours? I never had the courage to try anal play. Their direction scared me and made me horny as hell.
I undressed and ran myself a bath. As I soaked, the day’s events played through my head. I could still taste both of them on my tongue, feel their sucks on my nipples, and sense their mouths on my pussy.
Arousal rose in me as I remembered Jacob and Jon. They had possessed me, and it had started long before that day’s visit to their office.
After I dried off, I went back to my bedroom and followed their instructions. I realized both gold toys vibrated. How did they expect me not to come?
I used the lube to coat my back entrance. It felt weird but good. Slipping the small gold toy inside of me was easier than I thought. When I cut on the vibrations, it rumbled through me. New feelings set me aflame from the inside out.
Too turned on to be gentle, I moved the longer one to my pussy and turned it on. I was soaked, so I didn’t need help with the lube as I pushed it inside me.
I imagined one of the brothers sliding into me, then both of them filling me. I envisioned the way they looked at me when they were pleasing me or while I was satisfying them. I could feel them all over me, stroking and kissing me to an ecstasy I’d never experienced before.
Without meaning to, I reached the height of my orgasm. I thrashed on the bed, twisting the sheets. I was overcome with need for both Jacob and Jon. I didn’t care if they punished me for coming without them, especially if it was as pleasurable as the spanking Jon gave me.
I couldn’t think of my life without them. They wanted me to give them things they thought no other woman could, my body, their future children, and I planned on delivering. If I was honest, I’d made the decision before I even left their office.
I knew what I wanted. I wanted the Sims brothers, and I was going to show up the next night so they could make me theirs in every way possible.
Chapter Six
I thought it was a dream. Then I remembered my time with Jacob and Jon Sims wasn’t a dream at all. Not even close. What I thought was going to be an exit interview at their company turned into a moment full of pleasurable discovery.
Although it was Saturday, I went through my day knowing I would see the brothers. My men. Was it too early to call them that? I didn’t care because I loved the way it sounded.
I lusted after them for months on end, and when I met them that night, I would prove to them that I wanted everything they offered.
I curled my hair and pinned it up, happy I’d spent my money on a good weave. Next, I did my make-up, careful to not overdo it. A dark burgundy lipstick made my lips pop out and my brown skin glow. I felt sexy as I readied myself for them.
I pulled the long dress they had bought me out of the box. In my dresser drawer, I had the perfect red silk bra and panties that would go well with it. Then I remembered the brothers’ inst
ructions: Leave the underwear at home. I didn’t want to disappoint them.
It was weird putting the dress over my bare skin, but it made the fabric glide over me. My flesh was extra sensitive because of it. I looked in the long mirror. The red dress they picked out for me fit me well. It accentuated my breasts and made them look bigger than they were, which I didn’t think was possible. I was still curvy, there was no hiding that, but I looked good with my extra bits here and there.
The shoes they gave me added a couple more inches to my five-foot-nine frame, but I knew the brothers would still tower over me.
I sprayed my favorite perfume on my neck and dabbed some extra between my breasts and thighs. I wanted them to notice that I made the extra effort to look and smell good for them.
When I went outside, the car that waited for me was unmistakable. A black stretch limo parked in front of my building. An older white man stood next to the limo and smiled. With his hat and suit, I guessed he was the driver.
“Good evening, Miss Kerr,” the man said. “I’ve been instructed to take you to your destination.”
“Thank you,” I said. He opened the door for me, but I stalled. “Where are we going?”
“I’m sorry, miss. I can’t say, but I promise to get you there safely.”
I smiled at him before getting in the backseat, curious as to what the brothers had in store for me. Butterflies jumbled in my stomach, but I was excited.
The drive dragged on, and I felt myself grow even more nervous. That’s when I noticed the small mini fridge. A bottle of champagne was inside along with other random alcohol like beer. There were even mini bottles of hard liquor. It made me wonder what kind of fun the brothers had in the limo.
I grab a couple of small rum bottles and tossed them back, hoping it would settle me a little. This was what I wanted, so why was I so nervous?
It didn’t help that I had no idea where their driver was taking me.
I redid my lipstick as the limo came to a stop.
I looked out of the window. This couldn’t be right. Why were we at the opera house? I’d always dreamed of being one of the men and women going in and out of the large theater, but I couldn’t afford the kind of tickets they sold.
The driver opened the door for me.
I took my time, careful not to flash anyone since I wasn’t wearing panties.
“Are you sure this is the right place?”
He didn’t have to answer because the brothers appeared at the top of the steps of the theater. In black tuxes, they looked absolutely edible. They differed by the individual accents they had on. Jacob wore a white bowtie with a matching handkerchief in his tux pocket, and Jon wore a thin black silk tie. Both of them smiled as they descended towards me.
I couldn’t breathe. Both of these men said they wanted me, but it was hard to believe such gorgeousness could want me.
Chubby Sandy. I remembered the mean nicknames the neighborhood kids called me. It was one of the reasons I was so sensitive about everything.
But as the brothers kept their eyes on me as they made their way down, I didn’t feel fat. They made me feel like beauty radiated off me in waves.
“Hello, lovely,” Jacob said. He took my hand and brought it to his lips. “I knew that dress would be perfect for you.”
Not to be outdone, Jon kissed my other hand. “I could eat you whole right now,” he said.
My insides jerked with longing. It was like I had stepped out of a romantic movie and this was my special revealing.
“Shall we?” Jacob asked, holding his arm out for me.
I looped my arm through his and found Jon’s arm to do the same. We walked up the stairs together.
“Opera as a first date, huh?” I asked as we reached the top.
“Is this a first date?” Jon said.
My faced heated up. We never had the chance to talk about what we would be together if I showed up. Was I their girlfriend? Something more? “I...I’m not...”
Jon stopped and kissed me. It was one that would have left me speechless if I hadn’t have been mumbling already.
When Jon pulled away, he grinned. “I like getting you flustered.”
“My turn,” Jacob said before turning me to him.
I had no time to react to the kiss he gave. It was all lips and tongues and everything else in between. If he hadn’t been supporting me when he was through, I would have fallen back down those steps.
“Date or not, Sandy, we intend to make this a night you won’t forget,” Jacob said. “Like I warned before, once you’ve made your decision, it’s too late to go back. You’re ours.”
I nodded dreamily as they took my hands and placed each one back through their arms. I vaguely noticed a few people staring at us, probably taking in our full spectacle. It didn’t matter. I was oblivious to everyone but the two hot men on either side of me, and I couldn’t wait to explore everything they had planned.
Chapter Seven
The inside of the theater was glorious. Large chandeliers filled the ceilings while gold and scarlet accents made up the decor. A deep red carpet covered the floor and made it seem as if I’d stepped into old time cinema with everyone dancing the foxtrot or some other dance that was beyond me.
Classical music filled the room as people made their way to seats. Men and women, mostly white people, dressed in their finest attire glided through the building.
In the bright lighting, I noticed the brothers had traces of my lipstick on them, my little mark of ownership for each of them.
I couldn’t stop myself from giggling.
They gave me confused stares.
“My lipstick is on both you,” I said. I used my thumb to wipe the corner of Jacob’s mouth. After lifting my hand, I realized it probably wasn’t the most proper thing to do in public.
It was a small thing, but touching him there seemed so intimate and sensual. I could feel a little bit of stubble on his face. Touching him made me long to roam across more of his skin.
He reached up and held my hand close to his. With ease, he rubbed my hand against his cheek. Jacob held my eyes with his heated gaze.
I wanted to melt into him, allow him to consume me until I didn’t care about anything or anyone else. Except Jon.
With my hand still on Jacob, I turned to Jon just as he was wiping the remnants of my lipstick off of his mouth. He locked eyes with me as he raised his fingers to his lips and sucked his finger.
His sheepish smile covered his face. “I refuse to let any part of you go to waste,” Jon said.
An older white woman passed by as he said it and huffed.
I didn’t care how many people watched our display because, in my mind, we were the only ones who existed.
I craved them so much I could barely stand it. I had to have both of them soon, or I was going to lose my mind. All my restraint would fall away, and it wouldn’t matter who stayed to watch the show.
“We need to get to our private booth,” Jacob said, sharing a nod with Jon. “Sooner rather than later.”
I didn’t have time to ask where their private booth was as the brothers whisked me in a direction away from the crowd.
We shuffled to an elevator that appeared cut off from the growing group. Jacob pressed a code into a keypad, and the elevator doors opened.
As soon as the doors closed, Jon pushed me up against the back wall. “I want another kiss,” he said, moving in on me like a predator.
“Anything you want from me, you can have,” I said. I had no clue where my bravery was coming from, but I enjoyed how I wasn’t afraid to be myself with them and then some. I was discovering parts of me I never knew existed.
“Perfect answer.” Jon slid my dress up and parted my legs with his knee. “I’m curious to see if you followed our directions.”
His hand slid up my thigh until he found my moist heat. I shuddered as his fingers parted my folds.
“No panties. Good, girl,” Jon said. “You obeyed, and you’re already so wet and open f
or us. Maybe you should check and see if she wore a bra, Jacob.”
“Gladly,” Jacob said with his eyes aimed directly on my breasts. He pulled one side of my top down, exposing my erect nipple. “No bra either.”
Jacob sucked on my taut nub and nearly brought me to orgasm as Jon’s fingers twirled in my pussy.
Then the bell rang and the elevator doors opened again. I didn’t want to move. I wanted to stay in the elevator until we were all satiated. It ended too soon.
Jon lowered my dress as Jacob replaced the top part back into place. They took my arms and led me where they wanted me.
We ended up on the top floor in a secluded booth. The chairs had golden legs and backs with fancy red cushions and fabric. The walls were lined with a matching soft cloth that made the whole area have an exotic glow to it.
I looked down at the crowd making their way to their seats. I didn’t see a single black person in the audience. Except for a few Asian couples mixed in, I was the only ethnic person in the building.
Insecurities snuck in a little. What was I doing here? Why didn’t it bother me earlier? It was the brothers. They made me forget. When I was with them, it wasn’t about skin color. It was all about desire.
As if reading my thoughts, I felt arms come from behind and wrap around me. Jon’s spicy cologne filled my nose and made me fall into his embrace.
“We should take our seats,” he said in my ear. He snuggled his face against my neck.
I leaned back against him, enjoying the way I melded perfectly into his body. Under the tuxedo, I could feel the strength that rested underneath. As excited as I was to see my first opera, I was more anxious to be alone with the brothers.
He led me to my seat in between the two of them. Each seat was placed at shifted angles for optimum viewing. Jacob sat a little higher up from me, while Jon was a little behind my seat. When I sat down, Jon didn’t let go of my hand, which was comforting. Jacob placed his hand on my knee.
The connection to both seemed so natural that I couldn’t remember what it was like without it. I craved their touch like a drug, and I was completely ready to turn into an addict.
