Falling for my husband's twin brother
The cool wood kissed my back, but his body was heat - hovering over me, kissing my stomach, my ribs, my chest.
When he pulled my top up, my breasts spilled out - no bra, no barrier.
He groaned low. “Look at you. All bare for me.”
His mouth wrapped around one nipple, sucking deep and slow.
I gasped, arching into him.
His hand slid between my thighs, fingers gliding over my folds - slick, hot, begging.
One finger.
He slid it in, slow and deep, while his tongue circled my nipple.
I moaned, helplessly.