“Wait. Let me sheathe up. I don’t want you to have any worries.”
I can’t believe I nearly forgot about using a condom, though in my exhausted state, I should hardly be surprised. I’m not on birth control, and I talked with the men about protection before I came over. I’m grateful that all three of them have been so conscientious and safe.
It would be quite something to get pregnant at forty. A spot in my chest goes heavy at the thought, but I ignore it and focus on watching Brendan slide the rubber down his impressive length.
In the few seconds it takes him to cover himself, my lust quickly recharges. He has a really nice cock — long and thick with a well-defined head that I know is going to feel magical inside me.
As soon as he’s done, I sink down on him, and confirm my expectations. All three brothers are built to please, and I’m the lucky woman who’s with them tonight.
I ride him for several long strokes, savoring the feeling of our bodies coming together, until Brendan grips my hip, stilling me. “Let me do the work,” he says, his voice husky.
“There’s no way this can be called work,” I say, getting in one more grind before he slides out and rolls out from under me.
“Lie on your stomach,” he says. As I shift positions, he pushes a pillow beneath my hips before aligning his body above me, his chest against my back. He doesn’t put too much pressure on me, but just enough to feel good.
He enters me, and the new angle feels wonderful. Seemingly respectful of my fatigue, and of the pounding his brother just gave me, Brendan fucks me nice and slow, gliding in and out as his legs mingle with mine and one of his hands caresses my back, my shoulders, and my hip.
I rest my head on my folded arm and enjoy every moment. It’s a perfect way to end a perfect night.
When Brendan’s breathing grows heavier, I squeeze my inner muscles, tightening around his cock in rhythm with his thrusts. He groans and grips my hip in his palm. Moments later his body stiffens over mine and he comes in several long, deep strokes.
I wake up some time later. The room is still dark; it’s not morning yet.
Jonathan is beside me, eyes closed, his breathing slow and regular. We’re on top of the comforter but there’s another blanket covering us that wasn’t there when I apparently fell asleep.
When I shift and stretch, my leg bumps someone behind me. Brendan’s there, and responds to my movement. “Hey,” he whispers, running his hand over my arm.
“Hey,” I whisper back. Even though I’m not yet fully awake, a smile spreads across my face as memories of our night together come to the surface.
Brendan’s wearing shorts and a t-shirt, but looks groggy, like he may have been sleeping too.
“I need to get up,” I tell him quietly.
He turns and gets off the bed, offering me his hand as I slide over slowly, not wanting to disturb Jonathan.
I’m naked, of course, and uncomfortable about it, though not as much as I would have expected. “What time is it?”
He lifts his watch from the bedside table. “Almost five-thirty.”
“Oh, wow. I didn’t mean to fall asleep and spend the night.”
Brendan frowns as he follows me into the hall. “What were you going to do? Run off in the middle of the night?”
I shrug before looking left and right, trying to remember where the bathroom was.
“Is there somewhere you need to be this morning?” he asks, guiding me to the right with his hand resting lightly on the small of my back.
“No, but I should be going soon anyway.” Just before going into the bathroom, I turn abruptly. “Oh, wait, I need my clothes.”
He turns with me, leading me back to the main room, though I do remember where that is. “Are you always an early riser?” he asks.
I let out a small laugh. “No, not with my job. My dog usually wakes me by eight, though.”
Brendan locates my clothes first. Someone actually folded them and put them on the arm of a chair. “Why don’t you stay and get more sleep? Then we can all have breakfast together before you go.” His words are accompanied by a squeeze of my hand, making his invitation feel heartfelt rather than perfunctory.
“Okay, I guess so.”
“A friend of ours is arriving on the island today, but he shouldn’t be here until late this morning,” Brendan says.