Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
“So who’s kissing me first?” she murmurs.
I feel the vibrations of her words against my cheek.
“We have two hours,” Zeke informs her.
A motherfucking eternity, in other words.
“Really?” she sighs. “You’re really going to make me wait two hours?”
16
Olivia
They really made me wait two hours. They fed me, which was great, but my stomach wasn’t the thing in my body that was hungry. Levi rubbed my feet for a real long time. A few times it looked like he was ready to devour my toes and I got so wet at the thought. Who knew that toe rubbing could be so erotic? But he didn’t do anything. He just sighed heavily and went back to stroking every inch.
I felt his hard-on against my heel, though. I wanted to press down and tease him, but I didn’t. Their determined resistance was endearing. They wanted to keep their promise to my mom, and how could I be mad about that? I let my eyes drift closed when Zeke’s hands joined in on the rubbing and I realized that, like Levi, he wasn't going to give in. I wasn't going to push, though, because I had done enough over the last week to tempt them. My full stomach and their personal massage have my body so relaxed that I start to drift into a peaceful state. Maybe I’ll just lie here for a minute is the last thought I remember having before it was lights out for me. They should know better than to let me close my eyes. I have a habit of having nap attacks.
Dreaming turns out to be the perfect way to spend the time. My imagination conjures up all the things I want the twins to do to me. The first image starts out innocently with Zeke’s hand slipping up under my shirt as Levi begins to slowly pull my yoga pants down. The caress of his hand down my leg gives me goosebumps. I can hear the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room. I suddenly feel a chill and at the same time I see that my pants are on the floor.
I arch into Zeke’s hand as it grazes the underside of my breast. I curse my own brain for including a bra. Who wears a bra when they dream?
“Livvie.” Levi says softly as his hands begin to travel up my thighs. This is the first time in my life that I can remember being thankful for my short size. His hands don’t have too far to travel to reach my waist. His mouth grazes my stomach before he places a soft kiss there. He licks the spot he kissed and blows on it after. A tremble runs through my entire body and my nipples pucker underneath my bra. I moan and beg for the restrictive garment to be removed.
The moan threatens to wake me from my trance. I resist, keeping my eyes closed and willing myself back into the dream where the heavy breathing still fills my ears and my body is still in the grips of my lovers. It feels so real…almost as if I’m not dreaming. My eyes pop open to meet Levi’s hot gaze.
“I’m not asleep,” I blurt out.
“It’s not a dream,” he agrees. He plants another kiss near my navel. My eyes stay trained on him, and for a moment, I swear I can’t breathe. I’m in a sexual haze and I can’t believe that this is finally happening. I lick my lips when I see how close Levi is to my pussy. My hips arch up on their own as if my pussy is trying to get to where she belongs. I was always nervous that I wouldn’t know what to do, but I feel like my body knows exactly what it wants. The next thing I know, Levi has moved his way in between my thighs. My legs are now spread wide to make room for his thick frame.
“Happy birthday,” Zeke whispers into my ear. My back is pressed into his chest and I’m leaning against him as he sits up on the sofa. I can feel his massive hard-on against my ass. I try to slide my ass up and down on it, but I’m unable to move with them caging me in.
“I fell asleep?” I ask, sounding breathy even to myself. I need confirmation again that this is really happening. If I’m still dreaming, I’m going to punch my own self when I wake up. My eyes look to Levi again and he chuckles as he leans down and kisses my stomach again.
“Sorry about that. We had to make you pass out or we never would have made it,” Zeke says from behind me. His mouth is so close to my ear that it makes my body hum.
“But we made it?” I rush to say. I’m still looking for a confirmation that I’m not dreaming. There go my hips again, thrusting upwards like they have no shame. Okay, maybe I help my hips a little this time around. Levi grips them and pins them back down onto the sofa, making it so I can’t move them. I groan in frustration and try to thrust my breasts forward. Maybe that will get me a little more action.