Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“Um, so how can I help you?” Paisley murmurs as she takes a seat on an enormous coffee-colored couch. She’s prim and proper, crossing her legs before folding her hands on one knee just so. “I’m really, really sorry about what I did,” she adds quickly. “It was a momentary lapse of judgment.”
Talon nods, his expression ominous as he takes a seat on a nearby sofa.
“You should be sorry because what you did was reprehensible. You invaded my privacy while I was showering.”
Paisley looks down, her eyes filling with tears.
“I know, and I hope you’ll forgive me.”
I cock my head.
“We’ll consider it, but we need a token of good faith from you first, sweetheart. To show that you’re serious about making up for your lapse in judgment.”
At that, her chin jerks up as she stares at me.
“But this is between me and Talon,” she chokes out. “I didn’t take any photos of you, and besides, I don’t know what a token of good faith means. Why are you guys speaking in riddles?”
My brother and I share a look.
“Well, because we’re a team, honey, both professionally and personally, so when you hurt Talon you hurt me too.”
“Oh, of course,” Paisley says in a soft voice, looking down once more. “I didn’t realize you guys were so close. Again, I’m so sorry.”
Talon steps in again.
“As I mentioned in the parking lot earlier today, we’d like to talk about you servicing us.”
Paisley’s chin jerks up once more.
“But what does that mean? I mean, do you want me to clean your house? Cook your meals? Change your car’s tires? I swear, I can learn anything.”
My brother and I share another look before bursting into laughter because she really has no idea. Yet, Talon and I already know what we want.
“Surely a curvy girl like you knows how to service a man,” I say in a gentle tone. “Or is this all new to you?”
Paisley’s eyes widen and her face goes pale as realization dawns.
“Are you serious?” she asks in a whisper. “Service, as in … sexually service?”
I nod, my expression serious.
“Yes baby. You may not have been with two men before, but there’s always the thrill of new experiences. Besides, we don’t need a cook, cleaner, or a mechanic. What we want is a beautiful woman ready to do our bidding.”
Paisley’s still staring at us as her bosom quivers with shock.
“You’re serious,” she says in a slow voice.
“We are,” Talon responds genially. “The question is, are you ready to comply?”
Paisley shakes her head.
“But service, how? And for how long?”
I smile like a predator stalking its prey.
“We’ll teach you everything you need to know, sweetheart, and we’ll work out the duration later too. Why don’t we try just this first time, and see how it goes? It could be fun. You might like it. In fact, I think you’ll love it.”
With that, the beautiful woman stares at us once more with her brown eyes wide. But then silently, she slips from the couch and comes to kneel before us, her head bent and her bosom quivering.
“I can take care of you, Talon and Torment,” she whispers. “I’m happy to do your bidding.”
With that, a low growl rises from our chests because this is exactly the scenario we were hoping for: a gorgeous girl with whom to play, explore, and enjoy.
Slowly, my brother and I undo our flies, letting our cocks pop out. They’re already huge, and Paisley gasps when she sees them, the tips dripping with anticipation. But she doesn’t hesitate and immediately leans forward to suckle first Talon’s pole, and then mine into her mouth.
“Mmm,” she moans, her eyes fluttering shut. “Unnnh, tastes good.”
“That’s right, baby girl,” I rasp while trailing my fingers through her soft hair. “Just like that.” Her tongue travels my length as she sucks, following the path of a bulging vein along the bottom. Then she turns to Talon and does the same, tracing a vein along his right side that literally pulses as she teases him.
But Paisley is more than a one-trick pony. In fact, she knows exactly what she’s doing because she bends then to pull his balls into her mouth, tonguing the soft velvet as her hand slides up and down my pole.
“Fuck!” my brother gasps, throwing his head back as his jaw tightens. “This feels fucking amazing!”
Paisley merely giggles and turns to me while continuing to stroke him with her hand. This time, she swirls her tongue around my tip before pressing her tongue into the little slit at the top. A hot squirt of juice jets out and she swallows it before shooting me a naughty grin.
“You’ve been eating well, Torment, because you taste really sweet. I can’t wait to get more of that in me.”
That does it. I’m aroused beyond all measure and I can tell my brother is the same. We generally like to play with our women for hours at a time, stroking and loving them. But Paisley has us so worked up within the course of five minutes that I need into that sweet body now.