Father & Son: Book two of the Jensen Family Series by Michelle Day

shoulder.
    “Stop teasing and fuck me.” She demanded,
she caught Paul’s mocking grin before she returned her attention to the boy in
front of her.
    Holding the base of his cock, Paul
shuffled forward and guided himself into her a little at a time until he was
buried balls deep inside her. He stilled, allowing her time to adjust to his
size and himself time to get over the head rush of her unexpected tightness.
Withdrawing slowly, he thrust into her up to the hilt and almost lost it.
    “Holy shit, you’re tight.” He breathed,
pressing his chest to her back. “You haven’t been used in quite some time have
you?” he asked.
    Emily shook her head, not removing her
mouth from Matt.
    “Matt, you have to get in on this.” Paul
told him “You’ll regret it if you don’t.” He withdrew again as Matt eased
himself from her mouth and they switched places.
    She groaned as Matt entered her, his girth
stretching her to the limit and she began the slow thrust backwards to meet his
advance. Her eyes opened to see a condom covered cock hovering in front of her
face. “Hang on.” She said to Matt over her shoulder. “If you think I’m sucking
that after it’s had a condom on it, think again.” She told Paul.
    “Come on Emily, I’ll make it worth your
while.” He cajoled.
    “Why can’t you just stick it in my ass
like a normal bloke would?” She almost sneered, all she wanted now was hot hard
cock ramming into her, she wasn’t bothered which hole it occupied.
    Paul let out a silent chuckle “You’re
serious?” He asked.
    “Yes! I’ve always wondered what it would
be like to do brothers.”
    “We’re more than brothers.” Matt’s voice
now, “We’re twins.”
    She sat back, forcing Matt out of her,
“Twins? Nice. So what are you waiting for?”
    A momentary silence ensued while the
brothers regarded each other.
    Paul spoke first “Where do you want to
be?”
    “I’m not really an ass man.” Matt
answered. “I’ll leave that to you bro.”
    “Hah, there is a God.” He grinned once
again meeting Matt’s gaze. “Sofa?” he questioned.
    “Sofa.” Matt confirmed.
    No sooner had Matt’s naked behind hit the
sofa than Emily was on him, sliding down his length before pressing her chest
to his, giving Paul instant easy access to her ass.
    With sweat cooling their recently clothed
bodies, the threesome exited the VIP area and jostled their way across the
dance floor to the exit. In the relative stillness of the doorway, Paul reached
for her, his long fingers encasing her throat, adding a little pressure before
he lowered his head to kiss her, his mouth telling her, without words, that he
would most definitely enjoy taking her for another ride.
    “Don’t forget how we made you feel,” he
whispered in her ear “You can have that any time you please, any how you
please.” He stepped back and opened the door as Matt approached with their
jackets.
    “I should head home.” Emily muttered,
narrowly avoiding tripping over the curb. Matt’s strong arms wrapped around her
and prevented her from falling.
    “Are you going to be ok? You’ve had quite
a lot to drink.” He asked, still holding her.
    She hiccupped before replying “I’ll be
fine.”
    “We should get her a cab.” Paul spoke,
peering down the road for the familiar sight of a black cab.
    “No, no, honestly, I’m fine.” She
protested.
    “Perhaps.” Paul regarded her “But we’d be
happier if you took a cab home. Our treat Emily, seeing as you were so nice to
us.” He shot her a smirk so cold that it made her shiver before whistling at
the approaching cab and leaning in through the passenger window, handing the
driver a roll of notes.
    Matt handed her into the cab, closing her
jacket tightly around her, kissing her cheek softly before stepping back and
closing the door. While she told the cabbie her address, she regarded the two
young men through the window and had the feeling this wouldn’t be the last time
she’d be seeing one