At Any Price | By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2124 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Joel swallowed audibly as he pushed himself up from the chair, eyes locked on Hilary's as he crossed the room and crawled onto the bed. He pushed his girlfriend down, straddling her as he kissed her.
“Sounds like a plan,” he agreed, hands playing with Hilary’s breasts as he sat up, pinning Tamara with a stare. “But there’s one other thing I need to do first.” A predatory grin spread across his face and he turned his attention to Tamara. Reaching out, he grabbed her belt and pulled her over to him, their lips meeting as he wrapped one arm around her waist. “You’re wearing too much,” Joel complained when the kiss broke. “Get naked and give me your belt!”
Joel grinned at Hilary’s intake of air, felt her sit up behind him but kept his eyes on Tamara, nodding appreciatively when she removed her top and bra. “Nice,” he commented, tweaking her nipples until she cried out, batting his hand away. He laughed, fingers darting down the curve of her stomach to the waistband of her jeans. “Lose them!”
Tamara nodded, unbuckling her belt and handing it to Joel. Her eyes darted between Hilary and Joel, both of them watching her as she unzipped the tight blue jeans, rolling them down her hips and legs to reveal she wasn’t wearing underwear.
“Little slut,” Joel murmured, flexing the belt between his hands. He chuckled as the scent of Tamara’s arousal filled the air, a faint blush on her cheeks. “Turn around,” he instructed. “Hands behind your back.” He grinned as she obeyed, wrapping her belt around her wrists, binding her hands behind her back. He turned her around again, kissing her as he pushed her backward to lean against the headboard. “Just relax and enjoy yourself,” he advised, nipping on her lower lip before turning back to Hilary.
She grinned, reaching out and pulling him close, tongue sliding past his lips as they kissed, teasing him into responding. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to lay on top of her, their legs tangling together. He pulled back slightly, his tongue flickering over her lips as he slid down her body, lips finding a nipple as his fingers found her clit. Hilary whimpered, her back arching off the bed, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly.
“Joel...” She broke off with a wordless whine as Joel pulled away from her, leaving her trembling on the edge of an orgasm. He laughed, kissing her again, his hands sliding around to cup the back of her head, fingers tangling in her hair.
“I can’t help but think, Joel, that you’re actually the one wearing too much!” Benji laughed from where he stood leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest. “Both girls are naked and there’s you fully dressed. Seems a bit unfair to me.”
“Benj!” Joel jumped and span around to face his brother, his eyes going wide as Benji grinned at him. “What... What are you doing here?”
“Watching you.” His tongue flickering out over his lower lip as he stepped into the room, quickly making his way to the bed. Wrapping his arm around Joel’s waist he pulled him off the bed, holding him close. “Or maybe that should be ‘kissing you’” he amended, his lips brushing over Joel’s, grinning as Joel responded; tongues sliding past each others’ lips, hands ripping and pushing fabric away, desperate for the feel of skin on skin. “Joel...”
“Benji...” Joel breathed in response, breaking the kiss long enough to pull Benji’s t-shirt over his head and dropping it to the floor, his own t-shirt soon joining it as they both stripped, stealing kisses and touches; both very aware of Hilary & Tamara watching them, their breathing getting heavier, the scents of their arousals increasing as the twins kissed.
Glancing at Tamara, Hilary whimpered at the lust etched clearly on her face before turning back to Benji and Joel. “Joel?” she asked quietly, obviously confused but at the same time unable to disguise how turned on she was.
Benji flashed a grin at the girls, running his tongue over Joel’s lower lip. “This is what you two wanted to see, isn’t it?” He pulled Joel over to the bed, kissing him again as he unzipped his pants, pushing them down his tattooed legs. “Twins fucking.”
Joel moaned, falling back onto the bed, Benji pressing down on top of him. “Ben...”
Benji cut him off, kissing him again until he was thrusting up against him, fingers clutching. “But...” he grinned, looking up and meeting Hilary’s eyes. “There’s something I need to do first.” He climbed off Joel and crawled over to where Hilary was watching, wide-eyed. “I’m going to kiss you now, Hilary, ok?”
He paused, waiting for Hilary to nod before cupping the back of her head, his lips on hers, tongue forcing his way into her mouth. She whimpered, climbing onto his lap and pushing him down as she returned the kiss, fingers fumbling as she unzipped his jeans, tossing them to the floor beside the bed.
“You liked it when Tamara went down on you, didn’t you?” Benji sucked Hilary’s lower lip into his mouth, teasing her as she nodded, her fingers stroking over his cheeks. “I think you should return the favour, don’t you?”
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