I turned my head and Bennett's lips were there, touching mine as his brother kissed the side of my neck. His tongue pushed into my mouth, much more forceful than his brother's, and he held my face in his hands as our kissed intensified, grew more passionate.
I laid back down on my bed, one man on each side of me, and they laid with me. Their bodies were wrapped around mine, holding me closely, protecting me from the evils of the world.
No one said a word. We just laid there, and I felt their hearts beating against me – Quinn's in the front, Bennett's in the back. I felt both of them growing hard against me, as they held me close. Neither one made a move, though. They just held me. An awkward silence descended upon us all, the moment absolutely saturated with expectation and anticipation.
The aching need started low in my body and grew more persistent. I tried to resist and found that I wanted to touch them – and have them touch me back. My body pressed up against Quinn's, his cock rubbing against my pelvis. I rubbed my body against it, moaning lightly. Quinn stared at me, wide eyed, then looked back at his brother as if trying to decide if we should do this or not. I knew it had to be weird for him, so I stopped. Pulling back from Quinn though, meant my ass rubbed against Bennett. I felt his swollen member against my body and that only made the aching inside of me grow more intense.
It was Bennett who started to kiss the back of my neck, pressing himself deep into me. Closing my eyes, I let myself succumb to the sensation. Weird and awkward or not, Quinn apparently, did not want to be left out. He kissed my lips, and I felt his cock pressing into me again too.
“Yes, yes,” I muttered, wrapping my legs around Quinn's body and pulling him into me.
His lips moved lower, down to my neck, – and then lower still. Pushing down my sweater, he kissed my collarbone as I whimpered softly. Bennett nibbled on my ear lobe, his hands moving to my breasts. Of the two, he was the one most dominant, which surprised me only slightly. Quinn liked to pretend he was an alpha, but he really wasn't. There was no pretending with Bennett though.
If either brother had doubts about what we were doing at that point, it was all thrown out the window quickly. Bennett lifted my sweater over my head, exposing my lacy black bra. His hands massaged my breasts, teasing the nipple until I writhed, pushing myself against his brother. Bennett pressed himself against me harder, rubbing his erection against my ass as his brother removed my bra.
Quinn's hands fumbled at the snaps for only a moment before my breasts fell free from the contraption. He leaned down, taking one of my stiff nipples between his luscious lips and sucked.
I shuddered, grabbing onto his head and letting my hands get tangled in his long, auburn locks. My own hands moved lower on his body, stroking his cock through his jeans. The gravelly moan from Quinn's throat sent me over the top and I grabbed at his belt, undoing it as quickly as I could. I needed to feel his cock for myself, to see if it was as large as it felt underneath his pants. Once his pants were unzipped, I slid my hand down and grabbed hold of it. Quinn threw his head back and groaned as I gripped him tightly. I stroked him, my hand barely wrapping around the thick base of his rod.
Bennett reached around and slipped his hand down the front of my leggings, pulling my body closer to him as he searched for my sweet spot. Finding my clit, he circled it gently with his finger, causing me to jump slightly, and to press against him even harder.
His fingers moved toward my suddenly drenched opening as I continued stroking his brother's cock, and before I knew what was happening, he slid a finger inside of me. I moaned, my head falling forward onto Quinn's shoulder as Bennett fingered me – moving in and out of me, almost at the same pace as my hand moved on Quinn's dick.
I continued pressing my ass against Bennett, rubbing his erection with my body, and he ground against me nice and hard. The sensation of him against me, and his finger inside of me, was almost too much. I so badly needed one of them inside of me. My body felt ready to explode.
As if they could read my mind, Quinn and Bennett pulled down my leggings, working together to get them off of me. My hand had slipped from Quinn's cock, and I reached for it again. This time, however, I positioned his erection against my body. Quinn rubbed against my clit with his shaft, while Bennett's held my body still, rubbing himself against my ass. I took Quinn's dick in my hand and guided him to my opening, and when he slid forward, he pressed into me.
Both of us let out a gasp as our bodies united. Quinn stretched me open and filled me up with one thrust. My arms were now wrapped around his neck, his cock deep inside of me. We stared at each other for a moment without moving, and it was beautiful. His soulful brown eyes stared into me and the connection between us was instant. We were one.
Quinn rolled me over, so he was on top and began pumping in and out of me, as if Bennett wasn't even there. He kissed me as he made love to me, deep, sensuous kisses. My hands kneaded at his back, holding him close to me. And for a moment, it was just him and me enjoying each other's bodies.
Then I remembered his brother was there, likely watching, and my cheeks turned bright red. I turned and looked at Bennett who was staring back at me. Not wanting him to feel left out, I motioned for him to come closer. As he scooted closer, I gave him a sultry little smile.
“Take of your pants,” I said.
Bennett removed his belt and then unzipped his slacks, pushing his pants and boxers down to his hips. His cock was long and hard, glistening wet with pre-cum. I reached out and touched the tip of him, savoring the feel of him as his eyes rolled back in his head.
He moved closer and propped himself up on his side, allowing me to reach him. Gripping Bennett's cock in my hand, I stroked him as Quinn continued fucking me, burying himself deep inside me again and again. Quinn's head fell to the side, his breathing growing ragged as he kissed my neck. Bennett leaned forward and kissed my mouth, my hand still gripping his thick rod tight.
Pleasure washed through my body, making me gasp as my toes to curled at the same time my pussy tightened around Quinn's dick. I spasmed around him, sending my own level of pleasure through the roof. I gripped Bennett tighter as every muscle in my body clenched up. Arching my back upward, I cried out.
“Yes, Quinn... I'm coming.”
As if my words were the key that unlocked the center of me, I lost all control of my body. Wave after wave of pleasure hit me hard, and for a brief time, I lost control of my body. Poor Bennett was so close too, I could see his face twisted into a look of pleasure as I jerked him off. He nearly spewed his seed all over us – but my own orgasm caused my hand to pull away and I dug my nails into Quinn's shoulders as I rode out the pleasure.
My focus, for the moment, was on Quinn. He adjusted so he could watch me climax, and I could see he was trying so hard to keep up the rhythm that had brought me to the edge, but he was barely holding on himself. My spasming pussy wasn't helping much either, tightening around him as I orgasmed not once, but twice in a row, flailing and holding onto his body as I screamed out his name over and over again.
I hadn't experienced such intense pleasure in I didn't even know how long, and it was absolutely rocking my body from head to toe.
“Quinn... Oh Quinn.”
And that was it. Quinn's eyes opened wide and rolled back in his head. A look of ecstasy crossed his face as he buried himself into me deeply, one last time, and I knew he was coming. He groaned as his head fell forward, his body shuddering slightly as the last of his seed filled me up.
Quinn collapsed on top of me, but then rolled over to my side, kissing me.
“That was amazing,” he said, nuzzling against my neck.
My eyes fell on poor Bennett. He was stroking his own cock now, a look of absolute desire and need on his face, and I felt bad for him. Having to watch his brother come inside of me like that. He caught me staring and a wicked grin spread across his face.