Authors: Marla Monroe
“Save the fashion critique, Dillon. I know I’m gaining weight.” Briana stepped out of the jeans and jerked them out of his hands.
“That’s just it, Briana. You aren’t gaining weight. You’ve lost weight. I can tell when I pick you up. Remember, I know what you felt like before you got pregnant. You’ve lost weight.”
“I don’t feel like I’ve lost weight. I think it’s just redistributed, is all.” She walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind her, but Dillon opened it back up.
“Hey, I deserve some privacy.”
“First, promise me you won’t get in the shower or the tub without one of us to help you in and out.”
“You’re serious.”
“Dead serious. We don’t want you to fall and hurt yourself.” Dillon crossed his arms and stood there in the doorway.
“Fine. I won’t get in or out of either the tub or shower without help. Satisfied?”
He smiled and left her alone in the bathroom. She smothered the urge to scream and took care of her needs before turning on the shower and pulling off her panties. She opened the bathroom door to find Dillon standing right outside. Her face colored at the thought of him hearing her in the bathroom.
“Ready for the shower?” he asked.
“Yeah.” She headed back to it and was about to step in when Dillon stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.
“Wait while I get undressed. You’re not getting in there alone. The tub is one thing, but standing up in the shower is another.” Dillon began pulling off his clothes.
“I don’t believe this. You’re going to shower with me so I won’t fall? I’m not going to fall, Dillon!”
“And I’m not going to take the chance. Now wait while I finish undressing, or I’ll spank your ass.”
Briana felt like screaming. If there hadn’t have been others in the house, she probably would have done it. Instead she crossed her arms and waited for Dillon to finish undressing.
“Okay, baby. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He helped her in the shower and handed her the bath cloth.
He took another one and began soaping it up. She presumed to bathe himself, but he began washing her back. She started and slipped. He grabbed her.
“Easy there. See, you need help in the shower.”
“You scared me. I wasn’t expecting you to touch me like that.”
“Briana, we need to get you used to being touched by us. We plan to touch you a lot, baby.”
Briana ignored that comment and concentrated instead on bathing so she could get out of the shower and into bed. As much as she hated to admit it, she really was dead on her feet. The added excitement of visiting with all of those people had drained her.
Dillon continued bathing her back and buttocks then continued down her legs. When he finished, he turned her around to rinse off. She’d gotten most of her front, but had stopped at her legs. He knelt down in the shower and took care of those for her. When he looked up at her she could see heat in his eyes. He buried his face in her pussy and groaned.
“Please let me taste your sweet pussy, baby. I promise I’ll make you feel good. I just really need a taste if nothing else.” He ran his hands lightly up and down her thighs.
“Dillon,” she whispered, because she couldn’t do anything else. His touch was turning her on.
He took that as a yes and spread her pussy lips before burying his tongue between them. She grabbed his head in an effort to stay upright. He seemed to realize she was going to have trouble standing because he pulled away and stood up.
“I’m going to dry you off and get you to bed, baby. I don’t want you to fall because I’m going to eat your tasty pussy until you come.” Dillon stood up, reaching around her to turn off the water.
He helped her step out of the shower and dried her off with a large, fluffy towel. After drying himself off, he picked her up and carried her to the bed. Once he had her settled there, he climbed up between her legs and, once again, buried his face there and licked her from top to bottom. He licked all around her pussy lips then sucked them into his mouth and teased them with his tongue.
He tongued around her clit, forming large circles without touching the little button. Frustration had her moving her pelvis to try and follow his tongue. All that she gained was the exercise it took to do it. She moaned in frustration.
“Easy, baby. I’ll take care of you. I want that sweet honey now, though.” He stimulated her cunt with two fingers and continued to lap at her juices as they flowed.
When he rasped over her sweet spot with his fingers, she gasped and clamped down on them. He chuckled and wiggled them inside of her. She nearly went off right then and there as his fingers rubbed back and forth over that spot.
“Please, Dillon. I can’t stand it anymore.”
“Come for me, baby. Give me more of your sweet cream.”
He sucked in her clit while stroking her G-spot until she had to bite her hand to keep from screaming. He licked her pussy as she came down, pulling his fingers from her cunt.
“There you go, baby. You should sleep fine now.” He climbed into bed and pulled her into his arms.
She could feel his stiff cock rubbing against her thigh. If she hadn’t been so tired, she would have asked him why he hadn’t fucked her, but sleep soon put a stop to her naughty thoughts.
* * * *
Dillon lay there holding Briana close to him, wishing she had already been to the doctor. He desperately wanted to fuck her sweet pussy, but he and Gavin had agreed that until they got the okay from the doctor, no actual sex. It was going to kill him, he was sure.
Twenty minutes later, Gavin walked in and shook his head with a frown.
“I thought we agreed, no sex, Dillon,” he whispered.
“Didn’t happen. I went down on her and had myself a yummy treat, but that was it.”
“Well, you certainly wore her out,” Gavin said as he undressed. “I’m going to jump in the shower. I’ll be right back.”
Dillon nodded and snuggled closer to Briana’s neck. When Gavin got in bed, he’d lose his place. He didn’t mind. She just gravitated to him in her sleep for some reason.
He inhaled her scent and held it inside him for a few seconds before letting it out again. She always smelled so fresh. Even before she’d had the shower, she smelled like spring to him. He twirled a lock of hair around his finger as he waited for Gavin to finish in the shower. He wanted to know what, if anything, Cole might have said about working again. He didn’t want to leave Briana alone right now. Their hold on her was precarious at best.
“She still sleeping sound?” Gavin padded into the bedroom, still drying off with a towel as he walked toward the bed.
“Yeah. She was already worn out from the party, and the oral sex just topped it all off. She’ll be asleep for the rest of the night.” Dillon watched as Gavin crawled into the bed on the other side of Briana.
“What did Cole have to say about working again?” he asked.
“He’s still working with the company about keeping us local. They have a job they’re trying to get us to do two hours north of
Dallas
. We could come home on the weekends, but we’d be there during the week. Starts next month. He says we’ll probably take it.”
“Fuck. I don’t like leaving her right now,” Dillon said.
“Me either. We can always opt out.”
“Hate to do that to the rest of the guys. Puts them in a tough situation. Let’s see what the doctor says.”
“Plus, we can see about having Tina and Brandy checking on her some, too,” Gavin suggested.
“Good idea. Do you think we can convince her to stay here instead of that cracker box she’s in?”
Gavin sighed. “I doubt it.”
Dillon tried to think of a reason she would need to stay at their place and couldn’t come up with anything. Their place would be so much more comfortable for her than the place she was living. Plus, they had security, and she didn’t.
“Well, we have a few weeks to work on her. Maybe we’ll think of something by then,” Dillon said.
Briana moaned then rolled over toward Gavin. Dillon smiled. Never failed. She would be on top of him before the night was out. He adjusted his cock now that she wasn’t pressed against it. He seriously thought about getting up and taking another shower so he could jack off, but he was tired. He would manage to fall asleep just fine with a hard cock.
Chapter Fourteen
Tuesday, the guys were at her apartment just before
to
help
her get ready for her doctor’s appointment.
“I don’t need help to get ready,” she complained when they ushered her into her bedroom.
“You need to wear something loose and comfortable,” Dillon told her.
“I’ll help you bathe,” Gavin said.
“I can bathe and dress myself. Will you two get out of my bedroom before I have you thrown out by the police?” Briana felt like throwing something.
“At least let me help you get in and out of the tub. I don’t want you to fall, baby.” Gavin had his hands on his hips.
“Fine. Will you leave me alone if I let you?”
“I promise not to bother you while you’re bathing,” he said.
“That wasn’t exactly what I asked.”
Gavin acted as if he hadn’t heard her.
By
, Briana was ready to scream. The men had supervised every part of her getting ready for her doctor’s appointment. They’d even brought a DVD in case they did an ultrasound. They said the doctor would burn it on the DVD so they would have a recording of it.
Briana gathered her purse and some bills she wanted to mail and pronounced herself ready to go.
They all three managed to get into the truck and buckled in without a major meltdown. She was slowly learning how to maneuver around them. She guessed they meant well, but they were driving her crazy. Surely they would be going out to work again soon. Then she would have some peace and quiet.
They stopped by the post office where Dillon dropped off her mail. Then they headed for the doctor’s office. The parking lot was full, so Gavin let them out at the door and went to park the car. He would join them inside.
The receptionist was very nice and handed her several forms to fill out. She noticed one was for the father. Great. How was she going to do that one? She settled in the comfortable chair and adjusted the clipboard so she could fill out her information first.
By the time she had gotten to the father’s form, she felt like she’d given her life history. Well, if nothing else, she would learn about the guys.
“This form is about you two. Why don’t you fill it out, Gavin?” She handed the clipboard and pen to him.
“Got it. Shouldn’t be hard to do.”
A few minutes later he was scratching his head and conferring with Dillon on several of the questions. She rolled her lips into her mouth to keep from grinning at them. Being twins helped them out a lot, but there were still some tough questions when you didn’t remember being sick as a baby.
“Okay, I think we have it done,” he said, handing it back to her.
“Want me to take it back up there for you?” Dillon asked.
“No, thanks. I can handle it.”
She handed the clipboard with the forms back to the receptionist. She looked over them quickly, frowned, then shook her head and looked up.
“Um, it looks like both of the men with you worked on this form. We just need the father to fill it out.”
Briana was afraid of that. They’d each put in dates with their name for different illnesses. She drew in a deep breath.
“They’re twins.”
“Yes, that’s what it says here, but I only need the father’s information.” She smiled sweetly at Briana.
“I don’t know which of them is the father,” she finally said.
“Oh.”
“Did you need anything else?”
“No, not right now.” She quickly turned her back and began working on the computer behind her.
Briana sighed and returned to the men.
“What was the problem?” Dillon asked.
“You and Gavin both writing on the form.”
“Huh? Why?” Gavin asked.
“Because my not knowing who the father of the baby is makes it a little difficult for them to fill out their computer program.”
“Oh.”
They waited for nearly thirty minutes before she was called back to the back. They had a moment with the nurse when she only wanted to allow the father to go with her. She handled it rather well when Briana explained that she didn’t know which of them was the father. She just sighed and let them both come to the back.
“If either of you causes a problem though, you’re out of here.”
They both promised to behave themselves. Briana couldn’t believe that was going to happen.
They weighed her, drew her blood, got her urine, measured her abdomen, and generally checked her all over before the doctor even came in the room.
“I understand we have a rather unique situation here,” the doctor began.
“Yes, sir.” Gavin introduced himself, then Dillon, and finally Briana.