out with her right hand and stroked down the front of Chase's denim, her fingers appreciating the enormity of the bulge she felt there, just below his belt. Then she reached behind with her left hand and measured the truth of Brian's boast.
No doubt about it, he, like his brother, had a cock of monster proportions. That didn't mean she had to make things easy for them. "I don't know. So far, I'm getting a whole lot of lip service with no real action to back it up. Could be y'all just have a couple of cucumbers stuffed down your drawers, tryin' to impress me."
Chase's mouth twitched, a sure sign he was fighting his laughter. Carrie kept her eyes on him. She'd learned to expect the unexpected with them both. If she kept her gaze on their eyes, she could usually count on at least a couple seconds' warning before they made their move.
But it wasn't Chase who moved. It was Brian.
Carrie shrieked and then covered her mouth with her hand to stifle the sound when Brian lifted her around the waist and then tossed her onto the bed. She bounced once, and then he fell on her, pinning her in place.
"I'm thinking you need a spanking for your cheek, woman." Chase loomed over her, his arms folded across his chest.
Carrie could barely hold in her laughter. "Well if you do spank me, I hope to hell it is on my cheek. Actually, on both of them, if you don't mind, to kind of balance things out."
"Sassy wench." Brian flipped her over onto her stomach. His hand landed hard and fast on her right ass cheek, and Carrie squeaked in surprise. He grunted, and landed three more quick smacks, left, right, and then left again.
Carrie had stopped laughing. Her body tingled, the heat now radiating out from her bottom sending tiny little snaps and sizzles of erotic pleasure and arousal all through her.
Her clit, that shameless hussy, just shivered and tingled and begged for more.
"Oh, God." She couldn't hold in the groan. She never would have imagined she would get turned on by having her ass smacked.
"Well it just gets better and better for us, doesn't it, darlin'?" Brian changed his position slightly so that he lay half on her and half on the bed. His chest covered only a part of her back, leaving the rest of her body, especially her bottom, uncovered and open to his hands. He ran one hand over her ass, smoothing her flesh and spreading the heat from his smacks all over her bottom.
"Y'all have turned me into a raving nymphomaniac." She felt itchy and needy and so aware of everything, of every breath of air that brushed over her skin, and every inch of the stare these two men were laying upon her.
Her clit twitched again, nearly throbbing in need, and she imagined it standing straight and tall as it reached for pleasure. She tried to angle her hips against the bed so she could rub the hungry little nub against the bedcover. It wouldn't take much, she knew, for her to come.
"No." Chase's stern one-word admonition sounded a couple seconds ahead of his hand landing on her bottom, hard. "You may not make yourself come, sugar. Your climax is for us to give you." He bent down and kissed her where he'd smacked her. "In fact, don't come, period, until we give you permission to do so."
"Don't come? But I like coming! I want to come!" Carrie made her bottom lip protrude just a little. Don't come until they gave her permission? Now that just doesn't sound fair at all.
"We're glad to hear you like coming. Of course, we never would have guessed that on our own, so thank you for advising us."
Carrie knew she didn't imagine the laughter in Chase's voice. Then he said, "Hang on to her while I go and get what we need for that sexy little ass of hers."
"I've got her, don't worry, big brother."
Brian didn't sound amused. He sounded smug. She felt him shift on the bed and lean closer to her. He began to kiss and lick the shell of her ear, something he had to know was guaranteed to make her shiver and quiver and moan.
"You're sounding pretty pleased with yourself, cowboy." Looking over her shoulder, she could just barely manage to see him.
He moved slightly, so she had no trouble meeting his grinning gaze. "Not nearly as pleased as I'm going to be