Submitting Sarah (Montana Maiden Series Book 4)

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    The tips of my fingers brushed ever so lightly over her pussy. The hair there so silky soft, her flesh hot and wet, she gasped and pulled away from my kiss. "Garrett," she cried out, her voice throaty and breathy.
    "What, baby?" I hadn't moved my hands at all, but kept them just barely touching her.
    She tried to close her legs, but Tagg wouldn't let her. Neither would I, using my forearms to keep her spread wide. Tagg reached down for the edge of her shift, tugging it up to her hips before lifting it up so it gathered at her waist.
    "Does it feel good when we touch you?" I asked, holding her gaze. Her lips were red and swollen, damp from my kisses.
    "Yes, but--"
    "Lift your arms, Sarah," Tagg whispered in her ear. He nipped the lobe and she dropped her head to the side to give him better access. As he licked and nibbled at her nape, he worked the shift up her torso and she lifted her arms without thinking. He was able to get the shift over her head and tossed onto the floor before she realized what had happened.
    "You're so beautiful," I murmured, looking at her completely bare for the first time.
    The hair on her mound was such a fiery red, and I could see just a hint of her pink pussy lips peeking out, spread wide as she was. Her belly was flat and her hip bones were visible.
    Before she could cover herself, Tagg ran his hands over her ribs and cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling the tips that tightened as we watched.
    She cried out and dropped her head back on Tagg's shoulder when he tugged the tips between his fingers. For one so petite, she was quite voluptuous, her breasts not quite a handful. As Tagg continued to play with her nipples, I tucked my fingers between her legs to stroke over her pussy, to learn her shape, her folds, and to find her clit.
    "Your nipples are very sensitive, aren't they Sarah?" Tagg murmured, continuing his ministrations.
    "Her pussy is dripping wet, brother. I can see her clit, hard and very eager," I added.
    "I love the color of her hair, from the top of her head to her open pussy."
    "I bet she tastes so sweet."
    "Do you want to come for us, baby?"
    "Oh, she's so tight, Tagg," I said when I slipped one finger into her.
    With each word, with each caress of our hands, with each nip at her neck, Sarah became more aroused. It was obvious to us from the scent of it, how wet she was, how tight her nipples were, the way she shifted her hips.
    "I shouldn't...I can't...no, please," she breathed, her head thrashing against Tagg's shoulder. "This isn't right!"
    "Sarah, look at me. Come on, open your eyes," I commanded, even as I kept one finger inside her and Tagg continued to tug at her nipples. We wanted to overwhelm her, to push her to the point where she was not thinking, just feeling.
    Slowly, she blinked her eyes open and her emerald gaze met mine.
    "Good girl. Does having our hands on you feel good?"
    She nodded, her hair falling forward over Tagg's hand on her breast. "Yes, but you shouldn't be doing this, touching me this way."
    "This is how a husband touches his wife. This is how we are going to touch you. And more. It's not wrong."
    Her eyes flared. "It is!"
    Very deliberately, I curved my finger inside her to bump against a spot that had her leg muscles clenching, her hands tightening on Tagg's thighs and she lifted herself up onto her toes. She cried out and her eyes fell closed from the sheer pleasure of that one delicious spot.
    "Your body knows the truth, Sarah. It wants us. Needs us to make it feel good."
    "Do you want to come, baby?" Tagg murmured, brushing his fingertips over her nipples in a teasing way.
    "I don't...I don't know what you mean." Her hips shifted restlessly on Tagg's lap. He groaned against her neck because of her frantic movements.
    "We know what you need. We'll take care of you," I said, starting to move my finger in and out. The thumb of my other hand found her hard nub and started to move in circles. As I added a second finger to fill her pussy, she

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