pressing against her opening.
"You're beautiful when you come, sugar. The look of bliss on your face made my cock even harder than it already was, and I didn't think that was possible."
He kissed her, just a quick, chaste buss. Then he eased off the bed to stand and look down at her. Brian moved to stand on the other side, but at the moment it was Chase who had all of her attention.
As his brother had done, he sucked his fingers into his mouth. Then he began to unbutton his shirt. "Can you guess what I'm going to do now? I'm going to bury my face in your pussy and lick and suck until you scream my name as you come. And as soon as you do, sugar, I'm going to fuck you."
Carrie never knew she'd like dirty talk, never knew that it could turn her on and make her feel weak at the same time.
She couldn't take her eyes off him as he peeled the clothes from his body. Every inch of him was beautiful, bronzed muscle, strong limbs, and, oh, mamma, a gorgeous and very big, hard cock.
She looked up to meet his gaze. His grin and the twinkle in his aqua eyes settled somewhere in the vicinity of her heart. That sexy little lightning-bolt scar seemed to pulse in time with his cock.
She turned her head to the right and watched intently as Brian finished shucking his clothes. As bronzed and muscled as Chase, his cock also stood erect, the head of it nearly reaching his navel.
Motion on her left drew her attention back to Chase. He reached over to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and pulled out a condom. Tearing the package open with his teeth, he winked at her as he pulled the rolled latex out and slowly, sexily, used his hand to stroke it down into place.
Oh, my God, that was so sexy!
Brian stretched out beside her and took both her wrists in one hand. He loomed over her and grinned. "When Chase begins to fuck you, I want your mouth on my cock. Any objections to that plan, darlin'?"
Carrie never thought she would ever really want to have a man's cock in her mouth. But just the thought of having this man's cock between her lips, while she licked and sucked, turned her on. She'd been thinking about giving them blow jobs since she'd admitted to herself that she got turned on by them.
For an answer, she licked her lips.
Brian had done a good job of distracting her. The bed dipped by her feet and Chase was there, on his knees, his gaze on hers as he grasped her ankles, one in each hand.
He spread her legs slowly, opening her to not only his view, but to Brian's as well.
Wrists together and held over her head, legs spread and anchored in two strong, male hands, Carrie felt more vulnerable than she had in her entire life. Yet despite that vulnerability, she felt completely safe.
"You have such a pretty little pussy, sugar. I like that little landing strip you left for us to play on. Do you have your pussy waxed?"
Carrie licked suddenly dry lips. "Mmm, about every six weeks or so."
Chase grinned. "Maybe next time you can do a full Californian. I hear it makes your pussy and anus very sensitive. We're going to play with all of you. Eventually, you'll beg us to fuck you in tandem - one of us in your cunt, the other in your ass."
Oh, God. He hadn't even really touched her and she was already so close. "Please, Chase."
"Please what, sugar?"
Oh, the devil! He was teasing her. Since they'd both been talking dirty to her, arousing her, she guessed turnabout was fair play. "Please put your mouth on my cunt and eat me."
"Mmm, with pleasure." He let go of her ankles and settled down slowly between her spread legs, his wide shoulders forcing her legs apart even further.
He inhaled deeply, and Carrie shivered. How sexy was that, having a man inhale her pussy scent? He blew a stream of warm moist air on her cunt and she couldn't help but clench her muscles. When she saw his grin, she knew he had seen her labia quiver for him.
"Please." The waiting was driving her insane.
"Let's see if you taste like sugar, sugar."
Carrie moaned as Chase leaned in and lavished a long, luscious lick on her slit, from bottom to clit. Then he pressed his slightly opened lips