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Sunday morning. Last day. 9:23 a.m.
“Rise and shine!”
That’s the first thing Pen heard, in the sing-song voice of one Benedict Bridgerton. “Come on, you two! Breakfast is served!”. As he sat himself at the foot of the bed, bouncing.
A grunt by her side made her open her eyes only to meet Colin’s scrunched up face, eyes closed, facing her. “I’m going to kill him”.
“I’ll bury the body,” she replied, throwing a supposedly menacing glare at Ben all the way down her body, up to where he was sitting at her feet.
“No, you won’t! You both love me”, he sentenced, squeezing Pen’s arse over her panties with a big smile before bouncing back on his feet and leaving the room.
Colin’s eyes opened lazily right before he made a cut throat sign with his finger and a funny face, making Pen laugh.
“Good morning”
“Good morning”, she smiled at him and he smiled back.
“So, did you sleep well the rest of the night?”
Pen thought it was funny of Colin to ask, since whenever she moved in bed he would hold her tight against his chest. There was nothing else she could have done than to sleep. And yes, she slept like the angels, with his arms around her.
“Like the dead. And you?”
“Same”.
They kept smiling at each other, it seemed like they couldn’t stop doing so. Colin got closer to her, kissing her openmouthed, tongue sliding against hers, teeth biting her lips, one of his hands in her hair. Slow, sexy, wet kisses.
“Let’s go eat something. I got a surprise for you for after”
With his hand still in her hair and their forehead touching, her face might have shown some kind of expression unknowingly to her, because Colin chuckled and with one last kiss, he got out of bed, extending his hand to Pen.
Of course, she followed.
After breakfast, it turned out the surprise was a private swimming pool right above the suite, which could be accessed by a small set of stairs she hadn’t seen before.
“I didn’t bring a bathsuit”, Pen stated, while the three of them were still relaxing at the breakfast table. “So I’m afraid you two will have to go in the nude with me”.
“Oh, no” Ben faked a pout. “That is such a terrible fate”.
“I’m all for a whole morning of seeing you naked”. Colin smirked at her. “But not before we put some sunscreen on you”.
With that, he stood up and went to the bathroom, back to the living room with what appeared to be a complimentary sunscreen tube.
“That’s my cue”. Ben raised from the table. “I’m taking the butt plug, by the way. I’ll wait for you under the sun”.
When his brother winked and left, they grinned at each other and Colin uncupped the tube, rubbing some lotion on his hands, kissing her lips before slowly applying it to her shoulders.
“I don’t think I really need sunscreen, you know? Is not like this is Spain” Pen joked.
“Wrong”. Colin corrected her, moving now to her arms. “UV radiation can still be harmful on cloudy or cooler days. And yes, in summer days in England as well. As a person who has travelled to many places-” Pen rolled her eyes, mimicking his words moving her lips silently, mocking him. He swatted her ass playfully, making her giggle. “As I was saying, after travelling all over the world and learning all possible advice to go here and there, I assure you, sunscreen is good, especially for fair skin like yours. And especially in places that have never seen the sunlight. Like here”
Pen bit her lips as Colin poured a new batch of cream to his hands and applied it to her breasts, making her close her eyes and enjoy the way his hands massaged and held them, even lifting them to apply the lotion underneath.
He leant down to kiss her, “I love your tits”, kissing her over and over again as she melted and opened her mouth for him. Unable to let him go, she buried her hand in his hair, kissing him back with all her might, making him chuckle. “Let me get more cream, tigress”. When he did, Pen smiled at him lazily, looking at him through her eyelashes and lifted her arms above her head, allowing him free reign to her body. An opportunity he didn’t let pass, slowly devouring her lips and tongue as his hands roamed her sides, her belly and her lower back. When he leaned into her to apply a new batch of sunscreen to her thighs and arse, his hands parting her cheeks and one stray finger passing over her tight hole, as a reminder of what awaited for her, she gasped into his mouth and moaned low and soft, her stomach - and everything else - clenching deliciously.
She embraced his neck. “You’re very naughty, Mr. Bridgerton”.
“And you’re all sin, Miss Featherington”, a thrill going down her spine as he bit the side of her neck.
Never ever in her whole life had she imagined a man like Colin considering her a sin. Or that he applied some more cream on his hands and kneeling down in front of her, rubbing her knees, her calves and even her feet with such attention and care. A passionate and wild, but also funny and sensitive man like him. With such a lovely smile and warm eyes. The wave that ran up her body surprised her not so much because of its intensity - the whole weekend had been pretty intense - but because of the tenderness. And as he was making sure that the back of her thighs and underside her arse were properly protected while gently kissing her mound, she combed her fingers through his curls, looking at him as if it was the first time she saw him. Amazed by him.
Colin didn’t notice the way Pen looked at him, concentrated as he was on her body under the palms of his hands, soft and lush under his fingertips, his lips between her legs, his tongue peeking to run timidly over her folds, rubbing his face in her thigh as she combed his hair. It was as if he was addicted to her. Breakfast had gone by in an easy, warm camaraderie, exchanging glances, more smiles, laughing at Ben’s jokes and admittedly, a little too caught up with themselves, to be honest. He felt as if there had been a change since the night and their conversation. A shift. Everything felt more… more everything.
“Your turn”
Colin stood up and allowed her to get him naked by taking his briefs off, rubbing the sun cream on him as they playfully kissed and smiled non stop. Her hands went everywhere: his chest, his ass, his cock and balls - “I’ve been told sunscreen needs to go everywhere, especially in places that have never seen the sunlight. Like here” - And the mere touch and rub of her hands were more than enough to make him semi hard in the blink of an eye.
“I wish I wasn’t sore”, her tone regretful.
“Well, I can’t regret my part in making you sore, though”, making both of them chuckle.
Once she was done, - and she placed absolutely no hurry in doing so - Pen looked at him, a realisation hitting her. “Ben hasn’t put on sunscreen”
“No, I don’t think he has”, his voice dripping fake innocence.
With a look of determination, she grabbed the tube and jogged the stairs up, delighting him with the gingle of her lovely flesh.
“Ben! Come here!”
As he walked to the stairs leisurely, by the horrified tone of Ben’s voice, he could tell his brother had for sure guessed her intentions.
“What? I don't use sunscreen! I’m not ten years old” A beat. “Colin! Help!”
Smiling, he jogged up the stairs himself.
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Sunday morning. 10:11 a.m.
It was a splendid morning and the terrace was lovely. Not too big, but enough to include a lounging area with warm-colored cushions (orange, yellow, and beige) and a yellow blanket spread out. On the left, there was a small elevated pool with a transparent glass wall, through which whomever was swimming inside, could be seen.
And that’s what Pen was doing at that moment. As a naked Ben was sunbathing by her side, - after reluctantly applying sunscreen - a naked Colin was swimming in the pool. And sure as hell that a naked Pen -her- was going to join him. Even if that meant missing that fantastique view of his body moving smoothly through water. His arms, thighs and back in a fascinating choreography of skin and muscles, his soaked hair shook back every time his face came out of the water to breath, his mouth a perfect O. God, he was perfect.
Ben’s snort and ‘you got it bad’ by her side made her come out of her contemplating reverie, earning him a swat in the arm - his ‘don’t worry, he’s down even worse’ giving her goosebumps - as she finally stood up and approached the pool.
“Hey there, stranger”
Colin shook his head, water flying in all directions before he combed his hair back with his hands. Smiling at her, he started swimming on his back, exposing his body to her, knowing it had been the right move when her gaze trailed down from head to toe.
“Mind if I join you?”
He smirked. “What took you so long?”
Laughing, she walked down the first two steps of the pool, this time Colin’s gaze the one roaming down her body, and gracefully entered the water swimming. She loved swimming, had learned when she was merely a kid. One of the very few things she had to thank her dad for.
Ben watched from his lounge seat: how they circled each other, the way they dived in the water several times, playing, trying to catch each other under, laughing when coming up for air. It had been years since he had seen Colin this carefree. He was charming and never alone when he walked into a room. People frolicking to him all the time. But even though attentive and friendly, as his brother, he knew that many times Col would also block out everything around him and simply go with the flow, with no real soul into it. Ben had no idea how Penelope had done it, but she had definitely touched something inside of him. And he really hoped Colin would do something about it and give this… ‘something’ with the lovely redhaired a chance.
Besides, he liked Penelope. Not only because of her influence on Colin or because sex with her was great, but because he genuinely liked her. She was bubbly and brave and he was sure she would be a great addition to the Bridgerton. Because something else you had to know about his brother: he didn’t do things half way.
Although all of that didn’t prevent him, in that moment and time, to enjoy Pen’s arse underwater as her legs circled Colin’s hips, who was standing on his feet. To watch how his brother had her hair on his fist, whispering something in her ear as he twisted her nipple with his free hand. Something filthy, if Pen’s face was anything to take into account. Her soft whimpering reached his ears and when Colin looked at him as he whispered once more into her ear, she nodded. When he turned her to him and she opened her eyes, he could feel himself starting to get hard. As Colin kept arousing her with his words, her eyes never weavering from him, Ben started to stroke himself lazily, Colin taking Pen to the side of the pool with the crystal wall, keeping her legs open. His brother clearly wanted to show Pen off. She was already his, even if nothing had been said officially yet. But it was clear to Ben in the way he was manhandling her, Pen eagerly nodding yes to whatever he was telling to her, Colin smiling at him as he watched. Ben didn’t know what Col was doing, could only see his hand on her pussy, no fingering her, but it was clearly working as he kept talking in her ear, smiling at him as Pen closed her eyes and kept moaning. Tugging and twisting her nipples as his body supported her and until she came, Colin smiling wide at his triumph.
Cuddling her, whispering to her and Pen laughing softly at whatever it was Colin told her, they reached the edge of the pool and Colin looked back at him, nodding at the bag by his side. “Bring the plug”.
Pen bit her lips at his petition and once more, he said something to her that made her smile before she kissed him deeply.
When Ben reached the pool, Pen was already lying on a towel, with what could only be described as a placid but naughty smile on her face, looking at him.
Colin reached for the bag and nodded at Pen’s direction. “Take care of her”.
Ben didn’t doubt for a second what he had to do, so he got on his hands and knees and hovered his hips over her face. “Penelope, could you be a darling and open your mouth?”, the head of his dick already gracing her lips.
Still high on endorphins from her orgasm and Colin’s filthy promises, Pen smiled and parted her lips for him, sucking as she was taught. Colin was rummaging through the bag. Apparently, he had been searching for the lube, for when he had it he patted her hip and she released Ben with a pop. Colin rearranged her so she was lying face down, Ben now sitting in front of her, her arse up in the air.
Colin leaned down, covering her body with his. He turned her face to him, kissing her before passing spit with his tongue to her mouth and guiding it to Ben’s cock, who was holding it in his hand, ready for her. So Pen happily went back to her sucking enjoyment, her saliva and now also Colin’s down the warm and hard shaft. Colin’s hands parting her arse cheeks and licking her hole, spitting on it and applying edible lube as she kept sucking Ben. The combination of Colin’s face diving in between her arse cheeks, tongue and lips in her hole, eating her like nobody’s business, along with Ben’s dick in her mouth, drove her crazy. Pen was so desperate to be fucked. She wished she could part her legs and let the two of them take turns with her, like the first day. But she truly was too sore, so she let all the pent up energy out by taking Ben’s cock as deep as her mouth could, one hand cupping his balls, the other on his low back.
“Come on my face”, she panted when Ben was more than ready, his movements erratic, Colin’s tip of the tongue playing with her anus, having been massaging her ass all the time. Ben panted and nodded, getting on his knees, and as requested, jerked himself to completion, groaning softly. Coming all over her lips and chin under Colin’s attentive eyes, as he kept playing with her arsehole, this time with his pinkie. Colin turned her to him then, wordless passing the lube to Ben to keep up the job.
He looked so good after having had his face buried on her behind, with his lips slightly swollen and all red. And she wanted him. She needed him. “Give me more, Colin. Don’t hold back”. Panting, saliva dripping from her mouth, Ben’s cum over half her face, her skin flushed.
Colin knew what she meant and nodded. “Safeword?”
“ Crazy . I know, I remember”, She closed her eyes, feeling Ben’s lubed fingers working her behind. “I’ll slap your ass if I need you to let go. Give me more”, she repeated, demanding.
Colin stood on his knees and fed her his cock then, Pen’s mouth stretching, but he didn't stop. Pen kept her eyes trained on him as she blinked rapidly, a tear down her face after a moment, when she finally slapped his arse. She coughed once and breathed hard.
“Damn, someone is hungry”, she heard Ben saying from behind her, her anus pulsating.
“More”.
Colin repeated the process several times, pushing her on and off her cock, deeper each time. “Put the plug in her arse”
Ben looked at him. “Already?”
Pen, on her knees, looked over her shoulder at Ben and nodded at the same time that Colin did. So his brother started working his pinkie finger inside her anus, Colin pushing her head down by jerking hair, so he could watch. She cried at the lovely pain and closed her eyes when a new, tame one started in her ass as the plug went in at the same time Colin slapped her arse hard.
She went crazy. She couldn’t describe it any other way. She went back to sucking and choking on Colin’s cock, feeling her ass full and now Ben’s fingers gently massaging her pussy. Pen simply lost it. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her body trembling, her hands grabbing Colin’s arse, leaving the mark of her nails, Colin bobbing her mouth up and down his shaft, yanking her hair.
And it was like that that she came, feeling glorious.
“Here we go!”, Ben laughed as he rubbed her through her orgasm. “She’s squirting even more than the first time”.
Colin closed his eyes as his first rope of cum went inside her throat, but the rest landed on her face and tits, watching open mouthed as the white seed covered some of her skin.
Ben was still amazed at the show, smiling like a child at a candy store. Colin could barely breathe. Pen rested her face on his thighs, butt still up in the air. The plug sitting proud inside. Holy shit indeed. “How do you feel?”, Colin asked, his hand cupping the plug.
“Amazing”. She licked his thigh. “So full. I wish my pussy felt the same”
“Don’t worry, babe. It will happen. I promised you” he reassured her, his other hand cupping her face tenderly.
“So… you’re keeping her?”, Ben asked, hopeful.
Pen looked up at Colin and smiled, his promises in the pool making her heart beat even faster.
“Yes, I am”, he smiled as she carefully sat on her knees, Colin turning her face to Ben so he could celebrate it, his brother kissing her open mouthed, both of them smiling as their tongues rubbed each other.
Then Pen looked back at him, claiming also his kiss, which he willingly gave to her. Deep, messy, possessive, before standing up, stepping back and taking a good look at her as she leant on Ben, who was cupping her breasts.
Her hair was a mess. Saliva, his semen and Ben’s all over her. Her body flushed. Bite marks on her chest. Finger marks on her hips. Her pussy dripping, her thighs soaked. A plug inside her ass. Pen gave Colin the most radiant smile.
She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
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Almost a year later. Actual day
It’s been an exhausting day. Working hard non stop. When she scrolls down the forums, it catches her attention.
“This weekend I’m sharing my fiancé and his brother. Want to join? Send us a text to 020 7123 4567 explaining why it should be you”
It has been a while, so she composes a couple of lines and adds a picture of herself in some lingerie. They didn’t ask for it, but it won’t hurt. Hopefully, if chosen, this will help her forget the mysterious man she met on a business trip a few months back.
With that last thought, Sophie presses send.