Nail Me 2X

“Bree,” I muttered and pressed my lips against hers, needing to taste her right this second. Our tongues clashed against each other as my arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer to me. She moaned into my mouth and pressed her hands against my shoulders, stroking me with her tongue wildly, which made my cock hurt like a bitch.

Caleb approached us and kissed her neck. “It’s good to see you, babe,” he muttered into her skin.

She giggled and let him kiss her slowly, leaning into his hands on her waist. “I needed to see you, guys.”

I groaned and grinded against her. I couldn’t control myself when I was next to her, turning into a horny teenager. Seriously, I had to get a grip. I took a step back, checking her out again.

“You look so beautiful, Bree. That dress looks amazing on you.”

“Thank you, Trent.”

“Yeah. It’s so sexy that I want to fuck you right here and now,” Caleb agreed, turning her head around to give her a brief kiss. She was panting, just as aroused as Caleb and I.

“I want you too, guys, but first I want to do something for you.”

“Something for us? What?”

“Since you made me dinner last night and left me money to buy clothes, I wanted to offer to cook for you. I also cook, so I would like you to try some of my favorite dishes.”

“We would love that, Bree,” I told her.

We brought her to the kitchen, which was spacious, but the granite island in the middle of it took up most of its space. We sat at it and watched her manage her way through the kitchen like she’d been here hundreds of times already. She hummed as she mixed the sweet ingredients for pancakes and prepared them before she put them in the pan. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She looked sexy even when she did something as mundane as cooking.

“Since when do you cook?” Caleb asked her, following her every movement.

“Since I was ten. One day I decided it would be a good idea to use the oven by myself and make something out of nothing. I don’t even remember what that was. I just remember that my lame attempt at ‘cooking’ ended with me getting burned and my grandmother really upset. She made a decision to teach me how to cook so something like that wouldn’t happen again.”

I smiled, trying to imagine ten year old Bree who attempted to make her first dish. It was a cute image.

“But these pancakes are special because I’m using my own recipe, people don’t make them from scratch anymore, it’s a shame,” she said as she poured some chocolate sauce on the dough.

“You’re special, baby,” Caleb said, taking the words out of my mouth.

She giggled and put the finished pancakes in front of us. “Here. I hope you’ll like them.”

“Like” was a mild word for how delicious they were. We ate them like we’d been starving, making her laugh when she saw how quickly they were gone. She was a good cook indeed, and I wanted to try more of her recipes, but right now I just wanted her.

I stood up without a word and brought her up from her chair, pushing everything on the kitchen island aside. I grabbed her hips and put her on the counter, crashing my lips on hers.

“Trent!” she squealed. Her cheeks flushed when I put my hands on her thighs and moved them across her silky skin and beneath her sexy dress. “What are you doing?”

“Already left without air?” I teased and pressed my lips on her neck, enjoying immensely the quick pulsing of her vein against my lips.

She looked at the entrance. “Someone might come in.”

“No one will come in. The other guys are out in the field and they won’t be back anytime soon.”

Caleb sat next to her and pushed her strapless dress down, releasing her lush breasts in the sexiest lace bra I’d ever seen. For a moment, my blood boiled, adding to this desire that crushed me from the inside out.

“Fuck, baby. That’s such a sexy bra for your perfect tits,” Caleb said. He lowered his head and licked her nipple over the lace.

“Ah...” She moaned and leaned against him, separating her legs widely.

My hands appreciated the access she’d given me, latching onto her panties instantly. “Raise her dress,” I told him.

She shimmied as Caleb brought it up, and I groaned when her glistening pussy came into my view, almost completely exposed beneath the lace thong that revealed more than it covered. She was puffy and pink, driving me nuts with how hot she was.

“Please, Trent. Do something.”