Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Once it’s over, my brother and I pull out, rods still dripping. But before Chrissy can move, we gather behind her to watch.
“What is it?” she pants, exhausted from the frenetic lovemaking. “Is there something I can do?”
“Yes,” I growl. “Push, honey. Push that come out of your body.”
And as we watch from behind, she obeys. A bit of goopy seed wells up at her pussy before dripping in a white stream down one thigh. Then, a bead appears at her asshole too, before spilling over and joining the previous streak. It’s filthy, disgusting, and utterly debauched, but this is how we like it: one woman, filled to the brim with our male essence. The question is: is this what Chrissy wants too?
5
Chrissy
Three months later.
I smile naughtily to myself while taking a sip of my morning cup of coffee. My life is a thousand times better than I ever imagined it could be, and the best parts are Rick and Ryder Walsh. Did that really happen last night? Did I really let the twins do that to me as I sucked them dry?
It must be true because I’m deliciously achy this morning. I shift slightly in my seat and wince, but my pussy and ass can take it because I know one thing: I definitely can’t get enough of the handsome alpha males. It’s as if I’m addicted, and only a hit of the real stuff can satisfy my cravings.
It’s so wrong because they’re my stepbrothers. Well, former stepbrothers at least. It’s all technicalities, I tell myself, because somehow, I don’t feel bad at all. Instead, I just feel achy and used, in a good way. It’s illicit and forbidden, but I guess that’s the kind of girl I am.
Then again, Rick and Ryder still don’t know my real identity even though we’ve been together three months now. I frown for a moment. I have to tell them. But somehow, I never get around to it. Something always comes up, whether it’s their business, my job, or another round of hot lovemaking. It’s getting ridiculous now. How much longer can I continue this charade?
I’ll have fun with them tonight, and then tell them who I am, I vow naughtily. Rick and Ryder always in such a good mood after we’ve had a satisfying romp.
With another sly smile, I glance around the penthouse. It’s sumptuous and I can’t help but sigh with happiness because who would have guessed that little old me would end up in such glamorous environs? That first encounter with Rick and Ryder had been fun and surprising, sure, but I thought it was a one-off. Instead, after that night, Rick and Ryder decided to work remotely from Sheridan, and invited me to move in with them.
Initially, I was surprised.
“What about Ayema?” I asked. “Aren’t your headquarters in NYC?”
They grinned and shared a glance.
“Yeah, but that’s the benefit of being co-CEOs,” growled Rick. “We’re the bosses, so we get to decide where to work from.”
“Besides, everything is remote these days,” added Ryder. “With the right technology, it’s the same as being in New York.”
So it was settled. The twins went to the East Coast to sort a few things out, but within a week, they’d purchased a sumptuous penthouse right here in Sheridan, and I moved in with them.
I lean back on the plush white couch, gazing at the fancy artwork on the walls and the decorative statue gracing our coffee table. This is their world, but by default, it’s mine now too. There’s an enormous chef’s kitchen off to one side, and five bedrooms. But it’s okay to have so much space because actually, the twins and I have christened all five bedrooms with our adventurous lovemaking.
But equally amazing is the fact that the Walshes aren’t overbearing assholes. Instead, they can sense talent when they see it, and when they told me that they wanted to invest in my lingerie designs, I was elated and astonished.
“Are you sure?” I asked in a trembling voice. “You’re not doing this because we’re dating, are you?”
Ryder shook his head, his expression serious.
“No, honey, absolutely not. These are incredible drawings, and we can see that you have vision and focus. With Ayema’s resources, your business is going to take off. We have the infrastructure already, so with our expanded design team and distribution channels, you should have no trouble launching your brand.”
As a result, Ayema by Chrissy is currently in the works. It’s not a standalone lingerie brand, at least not yet. The twins convinced me that launching as a line within the larger Ayema family would help get eyeballs and traction for my business. Then, once established, I can think about going independent, although at this point, I’m not even sure that I want to. After all, Ryder and Rick know exactly what they’re doing and I’ve already benefited from their business wisdom and retail experience. So why would I want to leave the fold?