Lust Contracts 18+ Hunting for Love with My Three Contract Husbands

111 Hot Dinner

“Justin should be reaching out to you about the new contract...” I replied.

“Awesome. So, I guess no one would complain if we started a little early...” he said with a satisfied smile.

With that, he pulled me up from my seat before he sat down on my chair instead. Then his hand began pulling me down onto his lap. I found myself sitting on his lap and his arms were around my waist in no time at all.

“Brandon, let’s not...” I murmured softly.

“Wrong dress...” he said as his hands began cupping my breasts.

His lips captured mine in a playful kiss that put all my protests on hold. His lips felt warm on mine before he parted my lips with the wet tip of his tongue. Slowly, I parted my lips and granted his tongue entry into my mouth. He moaned softly into our kiss before his tongue began dancing fervently along with mine. Our kiss quickly deepened as Brandon began kissing me from various angles. His large manly hands kneaded my breasts over my dress. I moaned into our kiss as his hand began caressing the naked skin of my chest.

He broke our kiss before his mesmerizing grey eyes captured mine. I was left panting from our heated kisses. My core throbbed with desire, and I let out a soft moan as his hand dipped into my dress to caress my breasts directly.

“You love it when I play with them like this...” he said knowingly.

His large hand massaged my breasts in turn, and I whimpered his name as desire started to cloud my mind. His touch was familiar, and it felt so pleasurable that I couldn’t stand it. My nipples grew taunt at his stimulation and my pussy throbbed with need. As he continued to knead my breasts skillfully, the heat in my lower abdomen intensified until it became almost too much to bear. I moaned louder when I felt my hot wetness gushing out from between my legs.

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My pussy throbbed and quivered with desire, and I knew that he had made me very wet down there. I moaned his name when he began peeling down the front of my dress. My soft breasts sprung out into his awaiting hands. I looked down to see his beautiful fingers splayed across my breasts as they moved expertly to give me immense pleasure.

“Brandon...please...” I whimpered weakly.

“You want more, don’t you?” he asked teasingly.

His fingertips pinched my nipples between them, and I cried out. Although we were in a private room, we were still in a restaurant. However, the way he was playing with me told me that it would take more than I had in me to stop him. Brandon had always been like this. His sex drive was crazy.

“Maybe we should...” I began protesting weakly.

“Stop? No way...” he brushed my concerns away before his lips captured mine again to silence me.

His kiss was aggressive from the start. Sucking all the breath out of me as he threatened to devour me. His hand continued pinching my nipples in rhythm before rolling them in between his fingertips. I cried out into his kiss when he applied more pressure onto my nipples. It hurt a little but the pleasure that coursed through me from the peaks where his fingers were squeezing felt mind-blowingly good. My body began writhing for relief on his lap as my body got hotter.

One of his hands started making its way down the curve of my body from my breast down along the plain of my stomach to the curve of my hips. He yanked up my skirt before his leg nudged my legs apart. I moaned as my legs spread wider for him. His hand caressed my naked thigh and my pussy clenched in anticipation of his touch. I moaned his name, and he began sucking on my ear lobe, drawing a much louder cry out of me.

His hand pressed against my core through my panties and my body stiffened. His fingers probed my wetness through the thin fabric of my panties. I let out soft whimpering moans as the pressure began rubbing the fabric against my sensitive and swollen clit.

“Your panties are soaked through, Elena...” Brandon whispered lustily into my ear.

I didn’t have the time to respond to him before I felt his fingers pulling the thin fabric that was covering the entrance of my wet tunnel to the side. Then his fingers were stroking my wetness directly as he ran his fingertips up and down the length of my wet slit.

“Ahhh...Ahhh...Bran...don...” I moaned as my head moved from side to side against his broad shoulder.

“Shhh...you’re getting too loud,” Brandon whispered a mocking warning to me.

Although he told me to keep my voice down, his actions continued to draw loud moans of pleasure from me. His fingers brushed against my clit softly before he stimulated it harder and faster in circular motions. I cried out his name as my hips began moving shamelessly against his fingertips, grinding my swollen clit against his fingers.

“Does it feel that good? You’re getting wetter...” Brandon teased.

He knew well that he was making me feel so good. He was doing this on purpose and we both knew it. I cried out as his fingers thrusted sharply and deeply into my wet hole. My hips bucked at the shock of his entrance as my pussy clenched vigorously around his intruding fingers. Although it was just his fingers inside of me, it already felt so good. He began feeling around inside of me with his fingers and my hips began thrusting up and down. My pussy working hard to suck in his fingers so that I could feel more of him deeper inside of me.

**ring ring ring**

My eyes widened at the sound of his ringtone ringing. Someone is calling him.

Casually, Brandon removed his hand from my breast and answered his phone with one hand. I glanced up to see him press his phone against his ear casually as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Multi-tasking was something very easy and basic for Brandon.

–To be continued...