Wilde Fire (The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 2)

“You bet, I am.”

Dallas moved down until his lips kissed her ass’s entrance, and then his tongue explored until she thought she might faint. Soon he was applying more lube and probing her with his fingers. The more he stretched her, the more Jessie craved to have both their dicks inside her.

Dallas took one of the vibrators, a blue one, and turned it on. She listened to its hypnotic buzzing. He placed it between her ass cheeks. The pulsation of the thing heated her up and drove her mad. When he pushed it into her ass, she tensed. Her insides burned and stretched.

“Shh. I’m going to go slow. Don’t worry. You can take this. Right?”

“Yes, Sir.” He moved the wicked device in and out of her, inching forward into her depths bit by bit. Soon her hurt faded and her desire grew. As she took most of the toy, she licked her lips. Her head lolled from side to side as she moaned.

“I’m gotta get inside her, Dallas.”

“You ready for him, love?”

She panted, “Y-yes, Sir.”

Phoenix drove his cock into her pussy, filling her up completely. He pumped in and out of her channel. He rolled onto his back, pulling her along the way, keeping his cock secured inside her.

Dallas removed the vibrator. “Didn’t that feel good?”

“Yes, Sir.”

He moved into position to take her from behind. “You ready for my cock, love?”

She felt the tip of his dick at her backside.

“Yes, Sir.”

Without waiting, he pushed his cock into her ass. There was pain, but it faded away after a bit, leaving Jessie with extreme desire. In no time, the Wilde brothers moved in and out of her body, filling her up.

Their invasion caused her hips to move instinctively. Need seized her entire being. The more they plundered her pussy and ass with their cocks, the more overwhelmed she became from the wild sensations galloping through her core.

She loved how she felt, loved them being inside her. Loved their domination of her.

Dallas continued sending his dick into her backside, while Phoenix worked over her pussy with his.

“I’m about to come,” Dallas growled from behind.

Phoenix breathed fast. “Me, too. Jessie, I want you to come, right now.”

“Y-Yes, Sir!” Her climax came like a lightning bolt that sparked every nerve ending to fire.

Both Phoenix and Dallas shot their loads.

Jessie quaked for several minutes with her slowly fading orgasm. The men rolled back on their sides with her in between. She looked at Phoenix, his eyes half-lidded with lust, his body glistening from his sexual heat. He’d helped her along the path of discovery. How had he known she would respond? The man stunned her. In no time at all, she’d fallen head over heels for him.

Chapter Ten

Jessie stood inside Carlotta’s waiting for the fortune-teller and liquor store owner to emerge from behind the beaded door. She’d come to depend on the woman for her wine and advice. Phoenix had turned her life upside down and sideways. She needed perspective, and fast. She hadn’t been able to reach Michael and doubted he would be unbiased in his recommendations. Carlotta was her best and only choice in Wilde.

Jessie patted the statue of Buddha that sat on the counter. “You think I’m crazy, right? Of course you do. Talking to inanimate objects. Who wouldn’t?”

She was beginning to enjoy the trancelike music and the smell of burning incense in the place. She hit the antique brass counter bell again. Where is Carlotta?

The fortune-teller parted the beads and stepped up to the counter. In her mid-sixties, she wore a long, flowing white dress. Her black, wavy hair hung to her shoulders. The woman was a character, but very endearing.

“Jessica, I vas expecting you. I hope I didn’t keep you vaiting too long. I vas talking with my daughter on da phone.”

“Don’t worry about it. I haven’t been here but a few minutes.” Jessie was surprised she wasn’t wearing the turban like the first time she’d met the woman.