Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
5
KITTEN
Istared in shock, and the most intense arousal I’d ever felt filled me when Gunnar dropped to his knees in front of Tate.
My mouth was dry, my palms sweating. I’d never been so turned on in my life.
Knowing Gunnar was going to give my stepbrother a blowjob was surreal.
My pussy was wet, my arousal dripping down my inner thighs. I felt extra exposed. Bared. On display despite being fully dressed, aside from my missing panties.
And as Tate tunneled his hand through Gunnar’s hair and stared at me from across the foyer, I felt my pulse skyrocket and my heart pound so hard I thought it would burst through my ribcage.
My clit and nipples throbbed in time with my pulse. The fact that both men were still fully dressed in those dark clothes, their masks in place, made things seem even more ominous.
Gunnar started jerking off as he rubbed his face over Tate’s hard, black-denim-covered cock.
I slowly drew my gaze back to my stepbrother, and Tate winked. He tightened his hand in Gunnar’s hair until the other man hissed and pushed him away hard enough that Gunnar himself fell back slightly.
But the gruff sound that left my stepbrother’s best friend was one of pure, unadulterated pleasure.
“Little Sunny wants to see more flesh.”
I didn’t know why my pussy clenched at the sound of him saying “little Sunny.” There was this hint of degradation in it, and I found my body heating to an inferno level because of it.
Gunnar got onto his knees again and looked over his shoulder at me. The slow and thorough way he dragged his eyes over me sent a thrill through me. And then he took off his jacket, reached behind his head and grabbed his shirt, and then pulled it up and over his head.
His entire back was inked up, as were his biceps and forearms. I could feel my entire body trembling, felt how quickly my chest was rising and falling because of how quickly my respirations were coming in and out.
I shifted on my feet, trying to relieve the ache that settled between my legs.
“Come back over here, Gun,” Tate said, still staring at me but gripping Gunnar’s hair again and jerking him forward.
With Gunnar kneeling before my stepbrother, it was hard for me to see what was happening, even though I knew. But God… I wanted to see all of it.
Maybe they read my mind. Maybe it was the soft moaning that came from my parted lips. But a second later, Tate and Gunnar both shifted to the side.
Their sides were now facing me, which meant I could see the massive erection Tate sported and Gunnar’s huge, bare cock.
“Come closer.”
I found myself obeying instantly.
“Take me out, Gun. Let little Sunny see how hard I am for both of you.”
I watched in shocked awe as Gunnar licked his lips and looked up at Tate before glancing at me and smirking again.
“W-What’s going on?” I finally whispered, feeling so out of my element I wouldn’t be surprised if I woke up and this had all been a dream.
Tate ran his hand over Gunnar’s hair, curling his fingers in the thick, darker locks. “You’re about to see my best friend deep throat my big fucking cock, Sunny girl.”
My mouth opened on its own, as if I were about to tell them to stop. None of this made sense.
“It was both of you the whole time?”
“The whole time, baby,” Gunnar said. “And let me tell you, it was so fucking hot.”
Gunnar still looked huge despite kneeling at Tate’s feet. And when Gunnar reached up, and I saw the button of Tate’s black jeans come undone, then heard the zipper being pulled down, I clenched my thighs together.
I was a slick mess and wondered how long it would take before my pussy juices made its way to my ankles.
When Tate’s hard cock was revealed, my breath stalled. Oh my fucking God.
This is so wrong, I thought again. Here I was, staring at my stepbrother's massive—pierced—dick.
Gunnar groaned and wrapped his big, tattooed hand around the base of Tate’s shaft, stroking him from root to tip.
The metal piercing at the end of Tate’s dick glinted in the low light, but it was the thick bead of pre-cum that had me transfixed.
As if the next moments played in slow motion, I watched with heightening pleasure and sick need as Gunnar then slowly opened his mouth and teased the edge of that silver ring at the end of Tate’s cock with his tongue.
“Be a good boy, Gunnar. Let’s show Kitten how well you suck my dick and like to get me off.”
Gunnar sucked at the end of Tate’s cock until my stepbrother grunted, and his hips thrusted forward.
I was close enough now that Tate reached out and ripped the wig off, exposing my natural locks as the strands tumbled out, which he grabbed.