Free Father & Son: Book two of the Jensen Family Series by Michelle Day Page A

eased her breast from the constricting material, smiling
against her soft, fragrant skin when he felt her hands in his hair holding him
to her tighter as she pushed her breast closer to his mouth.
    The debate about whether or not to
announce his presence was short lived and Paul turned from the room to place
the tray he held on the desk in the office, downing a couple of shots before
returning to watch his as his brother did all the hard work.
    He thought she would have put up a bit of
a struggle but Emily was writhing under his touch, obviously the alcohol had
worked wonders and only a short time had lapsed between him kissing her to
having her almost naked in his arms.
    Easing her shirt open and sliding her
breasts from her bra had been the easy part, the battle with her jeans had
almost been epic and he felt certain he would have found scissors and cut them
off if her giggles hadn’t amused him quite so much. She had thrashed her legs
as his fingers gripped the bottom of her jeans, touching her feet by accident
sent her off into another fit of giggles causing the leg thrashing with the end
result being? Her jeans in a heap on the floor. Awesome!
    He clambered up beside her, assisting her
fumbling fingers as she attacked his shirt. It seemed strange that she didn’t
appear to have any problems at all opening his jeans and thrusting her hand
inside. Her hand felt cool around the heat of his erection. As she lowered her
head to his groin, he raised his hips, bumping the tip of his erection against
her lips while easing his jeans and boxers down over his muscled thighs.
    “Hmm” she hummed around him and sucked him
deep before releasing him and allowing her nails to trace the clearly defined
abs and pecs. “You’re a natural blond I see.” She grinned before taking him
into her mouth again.
    Matt let his head fall back, closed his
eyes as she sucked him. He idly stroked her back, his hand gliding over her
soft skin and over her flanks to the curve of her breast, finding her nipples
erect, he flicked and toyed with them noticing that she deepened and lessened
her suction on him with each tweak of her sensitive flesh.
    Emily slipped from the couch to her knees
as Matt canted his hips, easing the angle of her neck as she had landed off to
one side of him instead of between his legs. He hissed when her hand squeezed
his balls with a little too much enthusiasm, his eyes opening to watch her
mouth swallow him and that’s when he noticed Paul.
    “Are you just going to stand there and
watch or do you plan on joining in any time soon?” He asked.
    Paul grinned and started forward,
stretching out to stroke his hand across Emily’s behind as he circled her,
placed the retrieved tray of drinks on the table at her back before sitting on
the other side of her and pushing his fingers into her hair, guiding her
movements on his brothers’ cock.
    Matt thrust up as Paul pushed her head
down forcing Matt’s cock deep into her throat, both brothers’ eased off when
she began to gag and lifted her up from his groin.
    “A bit of warning next time boys.” She
chastised “I’m beginning to sober up, I need a drink.” She muttered. Paul leant
around her and grabbed three shot glasses in one of his large hands, his
intention, to have a shot each but Emily downed one after the other, handing
each empty glass back to him. “That’s better.” She smiled then looked at Paul
“If you expect me to do you as well as Matt, you’d better get naked.” She told
him shortly before turning her attention back to Matt.
    Matt chuckled as he watched Paul divest himself
of his clothing in record time. If getting naked was an Olympic sport, his
brother would break world records. The couch dipped as Paul dropped into it,
his hand stroking his already healthy erection.
    Once again sliding his hand into her hair,
Paul lifted Emily’s mouth from Matt’s groin and positioned it over his own. “My
turn.” He told her, oozing confidence but he