Dixie Lynn Dwyer

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long strips of wounds, bigger and much deeper than just scratches.
    She moved again, and this time Monte awoke.
    “Hey, what’s wrong?” Monte asked, and BJ wasn’t sure he wanted to tell Monte. He would start jumping to conclusions and then confront Susanna. She was already afraid of this relationship and seemed overly cautious. He couldn’t help but wonder if it had anything to do with the scars on Susanna’s back.
    “Rest, we’ll talk later.”
    Monte shrugged then closed his eyes and snuggled closer to Susanna. BJ lay there thinking, wondering how Susanna got those scars and what her reaction to him seeing them might be
     
    * * * *
     
    Susanna awoke to the feel of soft kisses to her shoulder and down her back. Lost in the sensations of warmth and gentle caresses over her ass and down her thighs, she cooed like a kitten. The sunlight warned her of the evening’s end and quickly came the realization that she was on her belly and both BJ and Monte were paying special attention to her back.
    She tightened as she opened her eyes to see a very handsome-looking Monte.
    “Mornin’, sleepyhead. I thought you’d never wake up.” She gave a half smile, trying to weigh out his reaction when she felt BJ’s large hand caress her ass cheeks then travel up her spine to her shoulders. Her belly tightened. Other parts came awake even though her mind began to panic.
    “Hey, are you okay? You seem upset.”
    She began to turn over onto her side in hopes of covering her back even though it was too late. Her move was anticipated by BJ as she felt the palm of his hand press gently on her lower back.
    She turned her head to look at him, and Monte pressed her long, thick hair over her shoulder to see her face more clearly. She felt exposed, with her entire backside to their view.
    “I’m used to sleeping in on Sundays. Staying up late for the club is exhausting.”
    Monte smiled and caressed her hair then her shoulder. She took in the sight of his tan, muscular chest and the definition in his arms as he continued to caress her skin.
    “Baby, you’re so beautiful. Your skin is soft and your body toned. I love these tiny freckles scattered along your shoulders,” BJ whispered as he kissed her shoulders then moved lower. She knew he could see the marks on her body. She felt herself tighten again, and tears filled her eyes.
    Monte joined his brother in examining her closer.
    “Baby, where did these marks come from?” His finger trailed along one. She felt her belly ache, and she immediately panicked. This was what she was trying to avoid. She attempted to turn over or maybe escape from their perusal, but BJ had other intentions.
    He lifted her up and placed her how he wanted her.
    “Stay on all fours. Just like that.”
    She gripped the sheets, grateful that he wouldn’t pursue an interrogation now. She was aroused by his control and command, and it surprised her.
    She felt his fingers spread her pussy lips. She heard Monte get up off the bed, but her hair was draped over her shoulder and blocked her view of him. Her pussy dripped with cream, and BJ removed his fingers and replaced them immediately with his cock. He pressed into her slowly then shoved in the rest of the way, making her moan. She was turned on by the weight and solidity of his thighs that basically swallowed up her smaller frame. He increased his speed while he fucked her from behind with one arm wrapped around her midsection and breasts. Then he hugged himself to her, holding her tight while he kissed along her back. Tears reached her eyes and she had a feeling he was trying to let her know that he would be patient in asking his questions. At least she hoped that’s what the hug meant. Then he lifted up, penetrating her deeply before increasing his speed. It’s what she wanted and needed right now. With BJ inside of her, she felt safe and nothing else mattered at the moment. The bed rocked and moaned from his deep thrusts. He was a big man and she felt his

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