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

wasn’t prepared for the immediate
suction of her mouth, the grasp of her hand and his hips shot up off of the
couch making her pull back.
    Sitting back on her haunches between two
pairs of the most beautiful male thighs she had ever seen, an erect cock in
each hand, she regarded the brothers; before her, so different in many ways but
also startlingly familiar in appearance. It was almost like Paul was Matt’s
negative, the darkness to his light. Their features were the same, their eyes
exact replica’s in shape, differing only in colour. They had the same noses,
full lips and chins. Paul’s cheekbone’s were more defined than Matt’s but she
put that down to the fact that Paul was on the slender side of Matt’s
healthier, more rounded bulk.
    The similarities ended with their faces.
Both boys had sculptured bodies but where Matt would be considered stocky, Paul
would be classed as athletic. Matt’s legs were clearly shorter than his
brothers’, dusted with pale almost invisible hair in contrast to Paul’s dusting
of dark hair. Paul also looked deliciously tanned alongside his paler brother
but she wouldn’t have considered either of them pasty white.
    Her gaze dropped to the genitalia
currently in her grasp, hard, hot and ready to go and both following along the
lines of their owner’s body type. She released Matt’s cock only to turn her
hand and cup his balls, rolling them in her palm, separating them by pushing
her fingers between them as she once again took him in her mouth. Like Matt,
his cock had an impressive girth and the length wasn’t to be sniffed at either,
the bulbous head was flared and weeping, the thick vein tracing the underside
stood out in bold relief, making a mockery of the smaller veins vying for
attention along his shaft.
    The cock in her hand jerked and she felt a
warm hand wrap around hers, squeezing, forcing her to tighten her grip. She
switched her attention from Matt to Paul, removing her hand and pushing his
away, she licked the length of his shaft, nipped the bulbous head with her
teeth before taking him in her mouth. Paul had more length than his brother and
while his girth was also considerable, he wasn’t nearly as wide. Unlike Matt,
Paul’s cock was smooth, no peppering of veins for him and she had to admit,
from head to toe, the Jensen boys were two of the prettiest naked males she had
seen in a very long time, there should be a law against these two wearing
clothes.
    “How are we playing this?” Matt asked
drawing his brothers’ attention from the very talented mouth currently wrapped
around him.
    Paul, head lying back on the couch, turned
his gaze to his right and met his brothers’ eyes “It’s your show Matt, you call
the shots.”
    Matt’s eyebrows shot up, it wasn’t like
Paul to let him take the lead and he honestly doubted his own confidence in the
ability to do so. “I’m happy to do the easy part and sit here while she blows
me if you wanna take the other end?” He questioned, smirking when Paul lifted
Emily from his groin, positioned her squarely between Matt’s legs and scrabbled
in his discarded jeans for a condom.
    Settling into place between Matt’s thighs,
Emily once again parted her lips and sucked him in, not that she minded. Matt
didn’t force her head down or bump his hips up trying to get her to take more
of him; he let her go at her own pace, murmuring words of encouragement when
she did something he particularly liked.
    She felt warmth behind her as Paul’s knees
pushed hers further apart; his fingers stroked the curved line of her bottom,
down, down until he reached her sex. From his earlier grip on her head, she
expected him to plunge either his fingers or cock straight into her but gentle
fingers parted her lips and stroked the soft flesh hidden within, stoking the
flames of her arousal. She shivered when he glided his finger over her
sensitised clit and pushed back onto him, momentarily removing her mouth from
Matt, she looked over her