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STORY EXCERPT
Today couldn’t get any worse. To make
matters even worse, Chase and Jarrod Walker had seen the whole thing.
She had had a huge crush on the two men since she had set eyes on them
the day they had first walked into the diner. It was her first shift and
the brothers had come in for breakfast. She was hurrying around with
the morning rush, not paying attention when she had crashed into a solid
chest. Hands had reached out and steadied her before she went flying to
the floor.
Looking up and then further up again,
Holly’s jaw had dropped. He was absolutely gorgeous. Crystal blue eyes
stared back at her and she almost swooned. He had strong chiseled
features and a three-day growth. Light-brown hair peeked out from under
his cowboy hat, and when he flashed her a killer smile, she knew she was
a goner. She and half the damned women in town.
Holly had quickly stepped back and was
then able to take in the rest of him. The man was tall, well over six
feet and full of muscle. He wore faded blue Wranglers and a well-worn
flannel shirt covering his big solid chest.
Holly looked over at the second man, when
she heard an interrupting cough. She felt her heart skip a beat. He was
just as hot and every bit as solid as the first man.
He too stood well over six feet tall, but
didn’t have the rugged outdoorsy look of the other man. He was clean
cut, his dirty-blond hair was trimmed neat and short, and he was wearing
black jeans and a bomber jacket over a black T-shirt.
Both men had the same deep crystal blue eyes, and Holly guessed they were related.
“Are you going to show these men to a
table, missy, or just stare at them all day?” Michael, the other owner
of Stephie’s said. His voice had her jumping back in shock and
scrambling to show them to a table.
“Here are your menus, and I’ll be back
with the coffeepot,” Holly told them and then fled. She walked into the
kitchen and took her time in catching her breath. She was dumbfounded.
Never had men knocked her off her feet, the way that these two did,
literally and figuratively.
How was she ever going to face them
without embarrassing herself further? She was so attracted to them, her
nipples had hardened behind her apron and her pussy had gushed. She
didn’t even know their names.
Holly grabbed the coffeepot off the
counter and rushed back out to fill their cups. Luckily she had managed
to achieve that without spilling it everywhere. When it was time to take
their order, she had looked everywhere but at the men. She had heard
one of them chuckle and was sure she had turned bright red.
“What’s your name, darling?” the cowboy
asked. Holly had almost swallowed her tongue. She blinked at him a
couple of times before she was able to answer.
“Holly…Um…Holly Butterfield,” she finally replied.
“Well, Holly. I’m Jarrod and this here is my brother Chase.”
“Pleasure to meet you,” she said and then
walked off. It wasn’t until she had reached the kitchen that she
realized she hadn’t taken their order.
Holly smiled back at the memory. She
didn’t usually get so timid in people’s company, but something about the
two brothers got her all flustered.
They had eaten nearly every meal in
Stephie’s since. They always sat in her section, and she continued to
find ways to embarrass herself in front of them.
Holly had gotten to know them quite well,
and they had become some of her closest friends. They watched out for
her and were very helpful when her house burnt down. Little by little,
her shyness had left, which made her days at work much easier.
She actually dropped things less since she
had gotten used to them. Which wasn’t saying much, since she dropped
things constantly anyway.
Holly had thought they were interested in
her, but they had yet to make a move. The longer time went on and the
better she knew them, the more she felt that they just wanted to be her
friend. Which was a bummer, because she was really attracted to them.
She tried to tell herself it wasn’t
because of her weight. She had seen them around town with larger-figured
woman, but the doubts crept in. Holly had always been ashamed of her
size. Her old boyfriend had constantly called her fat and told her to
diet, but then he was a bum who had fleeced her of all her money.
She was only twenty-three years old and
felt she had already lived for forty or more years. She huffed and
brushed her curly blonde hair from her face, which sprang straight back.
Surely she wasn’t that bad. She had nice features and liked the hazel
color of her eyes, and she didn’t have a big nose or anything.
Holly sighed and finished cleaning. She needed to finish serving her customers. Surely her day would improve.
ADULT EXCERPT
“Roll over, sweetheart,” Jarrod said. “It’s time for some loving.”
Jarrod and Chase helped Holly roll onto
her back and then position her arm out to the side. Once they had
checked she was comfortable, Jarrod looked her body over.
Holly lay demurely with her eyes closed
and her legs closed tighter. He chuckled to himself and grabbed an ankle
in each of his hands.
“You aren’t to hide yourself from us,
remember. When we are alone like this you will be open and available to
us. Emotionally and physically.”
Jarrod gently pried her legs apart, bent
her knees, and placed her heels close to her bottom. Then he waited,
looking down at her from his kneeling position near her feet.
Come on, sweetheart, you can do it, he said to himself as he waited for her to open herself up to his stronger will.
Surely enough, Holly opened her knees ever
so slowly until her legs touched the blanket and her pussy was showing.
Jarrod continued to wait. He wasn’t going to rush her, but she was
going to follow his commands.
Chase knelt next to her head, his hands
fisted on his jean-clad legs, his knuckles almost white. Jarrod could
see the desperation on his face. Chase was every bit as impatient to
touch their woman as Jarrod, but they needed to stay in control. Their
inner Doms demanded it.
Holly pulled in a large breath, and her
breasts wiggled as she did. Jarrod’s smile damned well nearly split his
face, when her hazel eyes opened and she peeked up at him, before they
swung over to Chase.
“Good girl,” Chase said, slowly
unbuttoning his flannel shirt and then pulling it from his body. Jarrod
quickly followed until they were both as naked as she was and ready to
move forward.
“Wow, er…I mean…um,” Holly said, stumbling
over her words. She was looking at their bodies, her eyes swinging back
and forth between the two of them.
Jarrod smiled a predatory smile and
reached down to take his hard length in his hand. He watched her eyes as
he slowly stroked himself, up and down.
Holly’s eyes turned green with lust and
her lips parted as she puffed out little breaths. Chase moved to lay
along her side, naked and every bit as hard as Jarrod.
“Kiss me, baby,” Chase said, turning her
face toward him and lowering his head to capture her lips with his own.
When Chase reached out to palm one of her breasts in his large hand,
Jarrod heard Holly moan low, her body shifting to get closer to Chase’s
touch.
Jarrod grunted his approval and then lay
down on his stomach, his face inches from Holly’s welcoming heat.
Drawing in a breath through his nose, the unique smell of her musk hit
his senses, and his cock grew even harder.
He couldn’t wait anymore to taste her.
Lowering his head, he licked his way from her puckered opening, all the
way up until he hit her little bud.
Jarrod placed his hands on her hips to
hold her still, as she bucked under his mouth. He used one hand to pull
back her lips and expose her pearly clit.
Fuck, she was hot. Jarrod dove in like a
mad man and suckled, licked, and bit, until Holly was panting and
moaning into Chase’s mouth.
Freeing her hips, he slowly entered her
with one long finger. Heat surrounded him immediately, engulfing his
digit in hot wet flesh. Holly’s hips bucked again and the walls of her
channel tightened, gripping him with a force that was surprisingly
strong.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” he said, lifting
his head to look at her over the top of her pubic bone. “Let it all go.
No one can hear you.”
He lowered his head once more, tasting her
flavor on his tongue. It exploded on his taste buds, sweet and spicy,
and all Holly. Jarrod added another finger to her channel and curled
them until he hit the little soft sponge and sucked her clit into his
mouth at the same time.
She drove her hips high to meet him,
breaking her mouth away from Chase and arching her neck back. She opened
her mouth on a silent cry, and Jarrod knew she was moments away from
release.
“Pinch her nipples, Chase,” Jarrod told his brother. “She’s so close.”
Jarrod added a third finger and drove into
her tight heat with force. His fingers stretched her channel, and her
juices coated his fingers and palm.
Chase reached over and squeezed her
nipples, pulling and tugging on them until they were hard red buds.
Holly was thrashing about mindless of her surroundings, placing all her
trust in Chase and Jarrod’s skillful hands.
