BROTHERS (Slater Brothers Book 6)

by L. A. Casey

  Branna ceased laughing and breathing altogether as her cheeks blushed scarlet. Moments ago, she was telling me, in detail, of all the dirty things she wanted to do to me, and me to her, and now she was blushing like an innocent virgin.

  “Seeing you blush hurts more than hearing you say you want me to tongue fuck you.”

  “Damn,” Dominic whispered. “I should have found a chick to bring home if I knew I’d have to listen to live porn.”

  “You and me both,” Kane snapped.

  “I have phone numbers,” Alec rasped from up front. “I’ll call a few women who I know will come by just for sex. They’re all hot and have very willing friends.”

  Branna’s eyes widened the second Alec finished speaking.

  “Maybe this is a bad idea.”

  My heart nearly stopped.

  “This is a great idea,” I assured her. “The fucking best idea.”

  Her lips twitched. “Your brother just made me realise I’m actin’ like a ... like a ... slut.”

  Alec winced up front. “I didn’t mean you Branna.”

  “But I’m goin’ to have sex with Ryder, and I’ve only known ‘im less than an hour. I’m no better than the girls who you’re goin’ to ring up for sex.”

  “First of all,” Kane chimed in, his voice gruff. “There is nothing wrong with no-strings-attached sex, whether you’re a man or a woman. If you want to fuck everyone in sight, that is your business and no one else’s. Second of all, it’s quite obvious you don’t do this often, so you don’t need to feel ashamed or embarrassed. Sex is a part of life, deal with it.”

  Branna stared, unblinking, at Kane, then her gaze shifted to Dominic when he snapped his fingers in Z formation, and said, “You sure told her, Oprah.”

  Kane thumped Dominic’s shoulder, making him snicker as he rubbed the spot with his hand. Branna looked back to me, so I lifted my hand and brushed my thumb over her soft lips.

  “We can just talk,” I said, hoping my voice didn’t sound as pained as I felt. “If you don’t want to do anything else, we won’t.”

  Something flashed in Branna’s eyes as she said, “We’ll see.”

  A minute or so later, and we came to a stop at our home.

  “Welcome to casa Slater!” Alec announced, proudly.

  I escorted Branna out of the car and ushered her up the pathway towards the house.

  “You live in Upton,” she commented, looking around.

  “Yes,” I said. “Where do you live?”

  “On Old Isle Green, it’s just ten minutes from here.”

  Dominic halted next to us. “Old Isle Green, did you say?”

  Branna nodded.

  My brother peered at her for a long moment. “What’s your sister’s name, can I ask?”

  I wasn’t standing around so my brothers could chat to the woman I wanted, so without a word, I picked her up and tugged her securely over my shoulder.

  “Omigod!”

  Branna’s hands latched onto my shirt as I started for the stairs and ran up them two at a time, with her bouncing and grunting against my back along the way.

  “Have fun!” Alec shouted followed by Damien’s yelling, “Don’t break her!”

  Dominic then hollered, “I want to be like Ryder when I grow up!”

  I laughed and shook my head.

  When I entered my bedroom and closed the door behind me, I set Branna’s feet back on the floor. I rested my hands on her shoulders, gripping her tightly as she swayed ever so slightly.

  “Sorry about that,” I said when she locked her eyes on mine. “They would have started a conversation with you, and I didn’t want that.”

  She huffed a laughed. “I could tell.”

  I reached for the light switch behind her and flicked it on. When I stepped to the side, her eyes roamed around my bedroom, and I silently thanked God that today was the day I changed my bedsheets and gave the room a thorough cleaning.

  “Wow,” Branna nodded appreciatively. “This looks like it belongs on an episode of Cribs.”

  I rid myself of my T-shirt. “Thanks, I like it.”

  Branna seemed to forget about my bedroom as her eyes wandered over my chest, stomach, and arms. I watched her swallow, and my ego inflated massively when she licked her lips suggestively. She found me attractive; there was no denying that.

  “You’ll need to worry about me jumping you if you keep looking at me like that, sweetness.”

  She gnawed on her lower lip. “That doesn’t sound bad to me.”

  I took a step towards her. “Are you sure?”

  She silently bobbed her head.

  “Last chance to run, darling,” I warned as I reached for my belt. “Once you allow me to touch you, you won’t leave this room until I fuck the shyness right out of you.”

  I definitely would let her leave if she changed her mind at any point during our time together, but her breathing quickened when I asserted some dominance with her. Being bossed around by me turned her on, and I loved that she liked it.

  “I need ye’,” she almost whimpered. “Right ‘ere. Right now.”

  I invaded her space as I back her up against my bedroom door. “I’m going to make you scream, beautiful.”

  She trembled before me. “I can’t wait.”

  I leaned down and took possession of her mouth with mine, kissing her with a hunger that almost hurt. Almost. She lifted her delicate hands to my biceps and gently scraped her nails against his skin. A shudder ran the length of my spine at the contact. A low growl rumbled deep in my throat, and Branna groaned upon hearing it. She rolled her hips upwards against my pelvis which caused me to tear my mouth from hers and press it against her ear. “One more bump like that, darling, and I’ll forget about easing you into my way of fucking.”

  “I can take it,” Branna replied, huskily.

  She hissed when I sucked her earlobe into my mouth and lowered my right hand to her leg. Her breathing became erratic as I raised that hand farther and farther up her quivering thigh.

  “How long do you think you can take of my cock pounding this sweet pussy of yours before you scream my name?”

  I brushed my fingers over the lace of her panties, and her body jerked at my touch.

  “Answer me,” I demanded.

  She cried out, “Ryder, please.”

  She was so responsive that it made me chuckle.

  “You cried out my name before we’ve even got started,” I teased. “Oh, darling, I’m going to have so much fun with you.”

  I took her hand in mine and led her to my bed.

  “You look stunning, Branna, but I want you naked. Now.”

  Her lips parted. “O ... okay.”

  I held myself still as she reached down, gripped the hem of her dress, and slowly shimmied it up to her waist, exposing her bare stomach, hips, and thighs. Branna was nowhere near fat, but she wasn’t skinny either. Her thighs were thick, her hips curvy, and her stomach looked soft. I desperately wanted to touch it, to run my fingers and tongue over it. I balled my hands into fists to keep from reaching out and aiding her in removing her clothing quicker. When she finally rid herself of the dress and dropped the fabric on the floor, standing before me in a matching black lace bra and panty set, my memory of her burned into my brain.

  “I’m going to ruin you.”

  She sucked in a deep breath, and said, “Yes, please.”

  With a growl, I ran at her and practically tackled her back onto my bed. Branna instantly parted her thighs for me, and I nestled between them. I leaned down, covered her mouth with mine, and forced my tongue between her lips. She groaned in delight and matched the fierceness of my heated kiss.

  “What can I do to you?” I asked, adrenaline flowing through my veins. “I want to know now so nothing I do surprises you.”

  “I want ye’ to do everythin’ to me, Ryder,” Branna said, her hands gripping my biceps. “Every. Fuckin’. Thing. Don’t hold back, please.”

  Thank you, Jesus.

 
“Not in my nature, darling.”

  I tugged her into a sitting position, reached behind her back, and unclasped her bra. The material fell down her shoulders, then away from her beautiful breasts. I tugged the fabric until the straps slid over her arms, then I threw it over my shoulder without looking away from Branna’s chest.

  “Damn,” I swallowed. “Your nipples are mouth-watering. Dusty pink is my favourite.”

  Branna tried to press her legs together but couldn’t because I was between them.

  “Ryder,” she whispered. “Please, I’m hurtin’.”

  I looked down to the apex of her thighs. “We can’t have that, can we?”

  Branna quickly shook her head.

  “So what will I do about it?” I asked, looking up at her as I grazed my finger over her panties, making contact with swollen clit.

  She groaned. “Please.”

  “You have to tell me,” I teased. “I know what you want me to do, sweetness, but I want to hear you say it.”

  Again, I rubbed my finger over her clit, but this time, I took it a step further and pushed her panties aside, then pressed my thumb against the hardened bud, and slowly rotated it in circles. I knew my movements were slow enough to give Branna licks of pleasure but too slow for her to achieve orgasm, and from the look on her face, it maddened her.

  “I can smell you,” I growled. “If you want me to have a taste, tell me.”

  Her eyes fluttered shut, clearly enjoying my touch.

  “Branna,” I prompted. “Tell me or I stop.”

  Her eyes opened, and the look she shot my way was threatening, causing my lips to twitch.

  “Tongue fuck me,” she said through clenched teeth. “Lick me, suck me, then fuck me with your mouth.”

  I was expecting her to ask me politely, maybe even add a please at the end of her request ... but hearing an order come from her delectable lips sent blood rushing to my already hard cock. It was brass and direct, two things I loved when it came to sex. Branna whimpered when I pulled her panties down her thighs and threw them to the side. I pushed her legs apart as far as they would go, dipped my head, and sucked in a breath that made me hum as I flatted my tongue against her clit. I closed my eyes as I tasted her and decided that sex with Branna wouldn’t be a one-time thing. I had to think of a way to convince her to see me regularly. She made me feel alive and carefree, two things I hadn’t felt in ... forever.

  “Ryder!” She moaned. “Oh, God. Your tongue!”

  I lifted my arms from under her thighs, moved them around her hips, and flattened them above her pussy, locking my hands together to keep her lower half on the bed. I sucked her clit into my mouth, and her hips bucked upward into my face. I kept the pressure on her body with my hands to keep her still, but she made it hard with how much she wriggled.

  “Yes!” she cried out. “RYDER!”

  I felt the first pulse of Branna’s orgasm as her clit throbbed in my mouth. She sucked in a breath and held it as her back arched and her hands balled into fists. I continued lazy strokes on her clit, then when her body twitched away from me, I placed a kiss on it before moving up her body.

  “I could eat you forever.”

  Her eyes fluttered open at my words. Her chest was rapidly rising and falling, but her breath seemed to catch in her throat when she looked up and her eyes landed on mine. I knew what she saw in them. My desire, my hunger, for her. My need.

  “That was ... wow.”

  My body shook with anticipation. “I couldn’t tell if you were enjoying it over all your screaming.”

  Branna grinned, lazily. “That was all just a big act for your ego.”

  Chuckling, I stood up off of her, undid the buttons on my jeans, and then pushed them down my thighs. Branna’s widened eyes brought another grin to my mouth when she stared at my cock and didn’t blink.

  “Is that wide-eyed look of yours for my ego too?”

  She mutely nodded before clearing her throat. “Of course, it is. I’m not impressed in the slightest. In fact, not only is your cock size lackin’, but your tongue skills need some serious work.”

  I smiled down at her as I kicked off my shoes and socks, then stepped out of my jeans, leaving me naked as the day I was born.

  “Would you mind being my practice partner?” I asked. “I definitely don’t want to be a fucking disappointment.”

  “Fine.” Branna dramatically sighed. “Have your way with me, but don’t be surprised if I fall asleep halfway through.”

  Not. Fucking. Likely.

  I pounced on her, and it had her squealing with laughter. That joyous laughter was quickly replaced by moaning when I zoned in on her neck and locked my lips on her sensitive flesh.

  “Fuck,” she hissed and bucked under me.

  When it became obvious to me that she wanted us to switch position, I pulled back allowed her to roll me under her body. Before I could enjoy the sight of her naked and straddling me, she shimmied down until she was sitting on my knees. She looked up at me and devilishly smiled. I knew what was about to happen, and I was so excited I wanted to scream. But I didn’t.

  “My turn.”

  I raised my hands, clasped them behind my head, and said, “Go right ahead, sweetness.”

  She licked her palm, gripped my cock tightly, and gave it one long stroke as she squeezed and twisted her hand her a circular motion. I bit down on my lower lip when Branna released my cock only to put her hands between her thighs. When she touched my cock once more, it was slick and slid up and down easier.

  “There,” she hummed. “Does that feel better?”

  When she looked my way, she found my eyes already on her face.

  “Holy shit,” I exhaled. “That was sexy as fuck!”

  I watched her, my eyes never leaving her hand as she stroked me. Every lick of pleasure I felt played out on my face, and I knew it did because Branna’s pretty cheeks flushed as she watched me. She broke eye contact when she lowered her head and sucked the throbbing tip of my cock into her mouth. The sound that left me was a mix of a groan and whimper.

  “Brannaaaaaa,” I reached down and tangled his fingers in my hair. “Christ. Fuck. You suck me so good, baby.”

  She hummed around my cock, the vibrations sending jolts of bliss to my balls.

  “I won’t last,” I hissed. “I need to come to take the edge off before I fuck you.”

  Branna went to work and bobbed her head up and down, applying heavy suction each time she let my cock almost fully withdraw from her mouth only to deep throat me at the last moment. It was a method she had on constant repeat, and all I could handle was one full minute, maybe two, before the pressure that built in my balls screamed for release.

  “Fuck!” I roared. “Yes, sweetness. Fuck me with that sexy mouth—oh shit!”

  I tapped the back of her head with my hand, giving her the chance to pull her mouth away, but she ignored me and sucked my cock harder. The pressure in my balls suddenly released as the first jet of cum coated Branna’s tongue. I was vaguely aware of her continuing to blow me as I experienced heaven and continued to come in her mouth.

  “Thank you, God,” I moaned. “Thank you for gifting Branna with the skill of sucking cock. Thank you so much.”

  When she released me and sat back on her heels, I was spent before her.

  “Sinful,” I panted. “You’re downright fucking sinful.”

  She smiled at me. That was all. A simple smile, and I was done for. I sat up, reached for her, and pulled her on top of my body before I rolled her beneath me. Her legs parted, and I settled between her thighs, feeling her heat on my cock as I nestled against her.

  “I may lock you up now that I know how good you are at—”

  “Suckin’ your cock?” she cut me off, giggling.

  “Darling, you should add it to your resume because damn.”

  She burst into laughter.

  “Hush,” I mused. “I don’t want my brothers thinking you’re laughing at the size of my dick or some shi
t like that.”

  She covered her mouth with her hands to muffle the sounds, but she stopped laughing as I leaned down and planted kisses along her neck before flicking my tongue over the spot under her ear that made her body jump.

  “Oh, fuck.”

  I slowly pumped my hips back and forth, and my cock found its way between the folds of Branna’s wet pussy. I felt myself harden, and so did the women beneath me.

  “Already?

  “What can I say?” I grinned. “You bring it out in me.”

  “Lucky me,” Branna said, licking her lips.

  I reached over to my nightstand and pulled open the first drawer. I felt around for a condom, and when I plucked out a foil packet, I brought it to my mouth and used my teeth to rip it open. I sat back on my heels, and Branna watched as I rolled a condom down my throbbing cock. She licked her lips.

  “Fucking hell,” I groaned. “You want to blow me again, don’t you?”

  She looked at me and nodded.

  “You’ll be the death of me, woman.”

  Branna devilishly grinned. “Death by head, that’d be a good way to go.”

  “You have no idea,” I said before he moved back between my legs.

  I placed my left arm next to her head, bending the elbow so I could hold my weight off of her. I used my right hand to fist his cock and rub it against her clit.

  “Ryder,” she breathed. “Please. Fuck me. Please.”

  “You don’t need to beg me, but I’d be lying if I said I don’t like how it sounds.”

  I licked my lips as I looked down and watched as the head my cock slid between her glistening pussy lips. I lined my cock to her entrance, lifted my gaze to Branna’s, and said, “You ready?”

  “Hell. Yes.”

  With a grin, I thrust forward, and almost instantly, my grin was washed away as sensation filled me. My lids fluttered shut as I pushed inch by agonising inch into Branna’s hot, tight, soaking wet pussy until my pelvis touch hers. I could barely move because I was terrified I was about to come again. Branna ... she felt heavenly.

  “Why so quiet?” she taunted. “Nothin’ to say now?”

  “You ... I ... Fuucckk.”

  Branna looped her arms around my neck and pulled my face down to hers. When I felt my lips pressed against hers, I kissed her like I had never kissed another woman in my life. Right now, I couldn’t remember anyone woman. The only one I wanted to remember was the one with me. Branna’s hands roamed all over my body, but when they went to my ass and she dug her fingers into my flesh, I growled against her mouth.