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Justin soaked a clean dishrag in the lukewarm water and placed it on top of the cloth sticking to her oozing cut. “You got it in there?” He didn’t even have to look up and make eye contact for his twin to understand his meaning.
“Yeah.” The soft light of regret in Jason’s eyes made it clear she wasn’t going to like whatever they implied.
“Have what?” She asked, lost amid their unspoken conversation.
“Suture supply kit.” Justin’s blunt answer made her cringe. She turned squeamish at the thought of metal piercing the raw wound on her leg.
“I don’t think that’s necessary,” she tried objecting. Alexa started to shove off the counter but each brother put out a hand in unison to prevent her from hopping down. Jason held one hip while Justin stroked the other.
“You don’t want a scar to mess up that sexy thigh.” Justin slipped between her legs, his abdomen pressing against her core. One broad finger reached up to tuck her hair behind her ear. The sight of his blackened fingernail, where he’d obviously smashed it, and calloused hand only increased his attractiveness. Her body betrayed her, turning pliant and greedy. Instead of pushing him away, she wrapped her fist in his shirt and tugged him closer.
His smile hovered a millimeter away from touching her. “I missed you,” he whispered and licked her with the tip of his tongue, soothing the swollen spot where she’d bitten her lip earlier. She moaned, all thoughts but sinking into his touch vaporized when he kissed her. He cupped her breast as his tongue probed her mouth, stroking her with a sweet, candid fervor. Alexa arched closer, her skirt riding high up on her thighs. Then something cool and slippery spread across her skin before the initial sting of the needle pricked her leg. What the hell?
The passion Justin sparked in her narrowed her world to his touch and the intense pleasure he gave her. She’d forgotten his brother stood less than a foot away on the other side of her leg. She struggled against Justin’s hold but he clasped her tighter and continued to seduce her.
“Let him distract you, sweetheart.” Jason’s metered voice came soft and rational in her ear. His unwavering hand guided the thread. “I’m trained in first aid. I used a topical anesthetic but it’s still going to be uncomfortable. I don’t want you to hurt any more than you have to.”
She whimpered. She had no desire to experience more than the first few passes he’d already made. She surrendered to Justin’s touch. His mouth persuaded her to forget everything but him. She sipped at his lips and leaned into his embrace.
“That’s it, Alexa.” Jason crooned his encouragement. “Good girl.”
She spread her thighs wider, allowing Justin room to fit tight to her. The cool air of the kitchen washed over the saturated crotch of her racy panties a moment before the ridge of his hardening cock stirred against her aching pussy. Breaking the taboo of privacy by inviting Jason to watch their carnal interaction unlocked a secret chamber of arousal she hadn’t known existed within her. Nervousness fought with the desire attempting to overwhelm her.
“Just relax, baby.” Jason soothed both her worry over the physical discomfort and the greater panic threatening her when she realized how much she enjoyed their forbidden display. She hardly felt the deft touch of Jason’s hand on her thigh. “Justin will give you an orgasm if you let him.”
The combination of Jason’s reserved narration and Justin’s scalding touch fueled her needs. It was like being trapped between fire and ice. She moaned as Justin rocked against her. One hand supported her back while the other teased her steel
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