Holidays with the Walker Brothers (Alluring Indulgence #4)(50)
Author: Nicole Edwards

“Fucking hell.” Travis’ tone was a warning, letting them know that he was close.

Kylie was right there with him. Replacing her mouth with her hand, she kneaded his balls and met Gage’s mouth along Travis’ shaft.

“Fuck me,” she pleaded.

Gage’s eyes opened wide.

“Fuck me now.”

When Gage eased back onto his knees, Kylie took Travis’ cock deep in her mouth as she gripped his thighs, forcing him to twist his body so she could relax back against the couch. When she could take him deep in her throat, she squeezed his ass. It didn’t take him long to fall into the same rhythm as Gage, both of them fucking her, Travis in her mouth, Gage in her pussy.

Gripping the base of Travis’ cock firmly, she began stroking him faster, sucking him harder as her pleasure intensified, her body pulled taut as they both took her at the same time. With her eyes locked with Travis’, Kylie urged him to come without saying a word.

“Fuck,” Gage yelled. “God yes, milk me, Kylie. I’m going to…” Gage’s thumb stroked over her clit as his body stilled, his groan of release filled the air, setting off mini-explosions within her.

When Travis slid his hand into Gage’s hair, as though he needed to touch him, or he’d be lost, Kylie lost it. Her orgasm gripped her, at the same time Travis stilled, one hand wrapped around her hand on his cock, the other holding Gage to him. His cock pulsed in her hand as he came in her mouth, a roar of pleasure erupting from his chest as he did.

After a few minutes, when they managed to catch their breath, Kylie opened her eyes and looked at her husbands.

Travis’ sly grin had her insides tightening.

“I think you’ll be hard pressed to top that Christmas present.”

Kylie was inclined to agree.

Chapter Twenty

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Braydon

“Why aren’t you ready?” Braydon asked Brendon when he joined his brother in the living room. He noticed that Brendon was shirtless, his bare feet propped up on the coffee table. Clearly he wasn’t ready for much of anything.

“Ready for what?” Brendon asked, not looking away from the television.

So it would appear Brendon was still in a funk. And if he had to guess, today wasn’t going to be much different from the last few days where Brendon spent most of his time moping around the house.

They certainly were quite the pair these days.

“We’re heading to Mom and Dad’s, remember?”

That comment earned Braydon a quick glance.

“That’s not until three,” Brendon answered simply.

“Yeah, but the girls are going to be there, so I figured we’d go hang out.”

“Not up for it yet,” Brendon told him, his attention back on the television which was playing…

Wait. Was that?

“Are you seriously watching Duck Dynasty?”

Brendon’s brow furrowed as he turned toward him. “Shut the hell up.”

Rather than argue with Brendon because it wouldn’t get him anywhere, Braydon grabbed his cell phone and headed back into his bedroom. He shot off a quick text because it was clear his brother was in a funk, and if this was going to be a good day, he needed backup.

A few seconds later, he received a response, and he smiled.

Ten minutes later, Braydon was sitting in the oversized leather chair that he claimed as his own, his bare feet propped up on the coffee table in a position that mirrored his twin’s.

“What the hell are you doing?” Brendon asked, glaring at him.

“What does it look like I’m doing?”

“Thought you were going to Mom and Dad’s.”

“Not without you, I’m not.”

“Whatever.”

With that, they sat quietly in the living room watching Duck Dynasty, although Braydon was pretty sure Brendon was paying about as much attention as he was to what was going on.

He didn’t have to wait long before the front door opened and in walked Jessie with a huge grin on her face.

Brendon actually sat up, but Braydon remained exactly where he was, merely glancing around behind the chair to see her.

He knew that, like this, they looked identical, which meant the only way to tell them apart was by their actions. Brendon was always the one to jump up when Jessie walked in the door. Braydon had been working on playing it cool. Not that he succeeded, but he definitely tried.

“Hey,” Brendon said with a grin. “I thought you were going to help my mom cook.”

“That was the plan,” Jessie said sweetly, looking back and forth between the two of them. “But then I remembered that today is Christmas, and I forgot to give my two favorite men their Christmas present, so I had V drop me off over here.”