You had never been able to help the way you looked at Luke; you had given up trying long ago. He was Jai's perfect twin, but something about him was different - it always attracted you.
Luke's eyes were an impossible color, different every day. But the clear, smooth skin of his cheeks and the perfect curve of his chin were unmistakable. His dark hair was soft and curly, no beanie on like he was trying to keep it under control. Control was obviously out the window tonight.
More often than you would care to admit, you had wondered if he was somehow just as good as Jai was in bed. After all, they were twins.
You met Luke's eyes again and almost expected him to blush, but he just sucked his lower lip into his mouth, tasting your skin on them, and shrugged. You realized then that Luke probably hadn't needed to be asked twice. Maybe he and Jai were exactly alike after all.
Jai turned your face to him again, keeping his hand on your cheek. This time, he looked sure of himself.
"Happy birthday," he repeated, lifting your mouth to his.
His kiss was so familiar - pouty lips and smooth skin. In contrast, Luke's skin was smooth with stubble, his lips a tad thinner as they worked their way toward your far shoulder. He pressed his body to your back, a wall of solid muscle, and used his grip on your hips to rub his lap against your ass. You gasped, right into Jai's kiss, as Luke's growing need made itself known against the flimsy slip of your outfit.
"I knew you'd want him," Jai said. So quietly that, with Luke so busy, you thought it was meant just for your ears. Luke drew the dress up over your ass, revealing your thong, and slid his hands onto the bare flesh. Jai shifted his weight to one leg and held you against his hard thigh. A flick of his hip rolled him right across your clit, Luke helped with the pressure from behind. You gasped again, trembling.
Jai just laughed and stepped away.
You would have fallen forward with him, if it hadn't been for Luke's quick hands across your stomach, under your dress. With his thumbs at your sides, his long fingers easily overlapped in the middle as if promising how far they could go. A second later, his left arm slipped into the cleft between your legs. You could only whimper and buck against him. His right hand slid over your breast, holding you upright as his fingertip ran the length of your thong, tugging at the lace and soaking them both. His other hand roughly kneaded your breast.
Jai sat on the edge of his king-sized bed, eyes hooded. This was as much for him as it was for you. Luke hooked away the useless thread of your panties and hit exactly the right spot on the first touch, and you knew then that Jai had told Luke a lot of things to prepare for this.
It made sense now, as Luke went skin-on-swollen skin down the quivering lips of your pussy. Jai was self-conscious. Not in the same ways as Luke, but self-conscious all the same. He thought no one knew. You thought he showed the world every day by trying so hard to cover it up. One of the only people with whom Jai would ever share the exact specifications of his insecurities was also the same person he would ever grant access to his girlfriend. Luke.
He teased you with one finger, probing slowly so you could feel each delicious millimeter of him. When he finally reached the softest, wettest part of you, you could do nothing but moan. Luke kept going, pressing his long finger as deep as it could go. He breathed heavily against your neck as he started to pump.
His huge arm was immovable across your chest, and good thing, because you couldn't keep your feet. As if he was tuning a guitar, Luke tested every rhythm and combination in quick succession until he found the one he wanted. He added another finger then and you moaned for him all over again. Every upward stroke was like another turn of a screw, and you were about to collapse. The force of his fingers inside you rode the crack of your ass firmly along his huge erection.
