“Character flaw.” Creed smirked back before tackling him to the ground.
“Fucking hell, Creed!” he hollered as they rolled around in the grass, each trying to gain the upper hand.
Just as he thought he was winning he heard a vehicle pulling up and his distraction cost him as Creed put him in a headlock, winding his legs around his waist and cheering, “Victory is mine!”, as Kennedy climbed out of her little car laughing at them. A slight blush stained her cheeks as she watched him try to get out of Creed’s hold.
When she walked by them still laughing, it caught his breath. It was like a light tinkle that floated on air. Then she slapped his ass. “Woman!” Linc admonished while loving every minute of it.
Unsurprised when Creed smashed his face in the ground chasing after her, he got up brushing off the dirt just as Creed picked her up tossing her over his shoulder and making their way inside.
A pang hit him in the gut. Jealousy. Yup, totally jealous his brother had his hands on their girl. Jogging after them, he arrived at the door just as they fell in a heap on the couch, a tangle of limbs and lips locked. A smirk possessed his mouth as he thought about the possibilities.
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As soon as he’d seen her, something came over him like a man possessed. Creed needed to get his hands on her, have his mouth touch hers, have her under him. It was a need he was going to fulfill unless she said otherwise, and her laughter as he picked her up told him far more than words.
Once they were inside and he let her slide down his body until her feet met the floor, she had a look of want in her eyes he couldn’t ignore. Descending his mouth to hers slowly he gave her time to pull away or say no, but the second she closed her eyes he knew she wanted it as badly as he did.
The moment their mouths touched they lost control; at least, he did. He was on a mission to own every part of her. The way she seemed to explode under his ministrations had him harder than he could ever remember being. The way she rubbed against him left him panting for more.
At her whispered, “Oh, Creed,” between kisses was when he started to push for more. Running his hands up her back and under her shirt, he pulled her as close as they could get without him being inside her.
Without realizing it, he’d started walking her backwards toward the couch. When the backs of her knees hit it, they collapsed in a heap of limbs and passion. Her legs spread to fit him and he happily sunk against her heated core. Rubbing his length against her she let out a loud gasp of pleasure.
“Well shit,” Linc said from somewhere behind them.
“She just lights up like fire, doesn’t she?” The awe in his brother’s voice had him pulling back so he could taste some of her passion. One last kiss against her neck and a grind between her legs, and he reluctantly pulled back.
“Damn, Sunshine, you sure are fiery when you’re passionate,” Linc whispered against her lips, kneeling down beside her as an idea struck Creed.
He watched as his brother took control of her passion before going to get what he needed to help prepare her for being intimate without fear. Grabbing the feather from a few nights ago and going upstairs for the perfect thing he’d seen a few days ago that would help to instill trust in them, he grabbed it quickly and made his way back downstairs just as Linc was circling her belly button with his tongue. He watched as her back bowed off the couch in pleasure and she rubbed her creamy thighs together to try and find the relief they were determined to give her.
Watching her as he walked to the end of the couch where her head was resting, he kneeled and gently kissed her lips moving down to her ear where he asked quietly, “You trust us, Sunshine?”
When her eyes flew open and met his, he saw the vulnerability in them, the need and want. “Yes.” She didn’t hesitate which had him smiling and holding up what he’d gone upstairs to grab. Her eyes widened in shock at seeing the wide silk sash from her curtains.
Her breathing picked up, letting him know she wasn’t opposed to what she thought he had in mind so he explained, “I’d like to place it over your eyes. I won’t tie it, yet. But I… we need for you to trust that we’ll bring you nothing but pleasure. That you only need to focus on our touch.”
She seemed to ponder his words for a few minutes. The longer she took, the more nervous he became that she wouldn’t let them show her the pleasure that a man’s touch, their touch, could bring her.
When she finally nodded her head, they both let out a sigh of relief as she smiled at them. “Can we undress you?” Creed asked. At her approval, they began to slowly take off her clothes before placing the sash over her eyes so she could concentrate only on what they were going to do to her body.
Pulling off his own shirt, he placed one of her hands on his chest telling her, “Feel me, Sunshine, learn who I am.” Her soft sigh told them she was with them all the way.
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Kenny couldn’t believe she was letting them do this to her. Blindfolded and naked, she waited with anticipation and only a slight amount of fear for what they were going to do. When Creed had first shown her the sash she thought he’d meant to tie her up and fear had held her immobile, but then curiosity had won her over and she wanted to know what he had in store. Only to find he wanted her to focus on feeling by taking away one of her senses. Now she was impatient to feel what would happen next.
With one hand holding the back of the couch in a tight grip and the other running across Creed’s extremely hard chest and even harder abdomen, she could feel her arousal heating up, the vibrations of anticipation along her skin.
She jumped as she felt a feather-light touch run across the back of her hand that was on the couch and move slowly down her arm and across her chest. “What is that?” she asked softly, not wanting to break the quiet moment.
Feeling breath just below her ear followed by a small kiss, they never answered her which only made her more determined to figure it out. Focusing on the soft feel of it across her breasts, circling her nipples and brushing down to her belly button, her breath picked up to a rapid speed. She was more turned on in that moment from the small touches of whatever they were running along her than she could ever remember being. Not that she had much to go on. She’d only kissed a few boys in high school that never led to more than light petting on their part.
She had never wanted to just give her body to someone unless she was fully invested. She always wanted what her parents had; what her brothers had now with Keeley. And for the first time in her life she felt like it was finally there with Linc and Creed.
Each brush of whatever it was across her skin was followed by gentle kisses and small nips of what she assumed were Linc’s teeth because she still had her hand on Creed’s chest, running her fingers over him and he hadn’t bent over.
“A tie?” she guessed again. It was driving her nuts trying to figure it out. With still no answer from either of them, she figured that was a resounding no.