by Krista Wolf
My high heels clacked loudly on the worn wooden floor. I swallowed hard, trying not to lose my momentum.
“But you need to know that every single fucking thing about our relationship… well that was REAL. That wasn’t made up, like Hannah was. It sure as hell wasn’t for some dumb writing assignment, either.”
A violent shiver wracked my body, but I kept on going.
“I fell for you,” I said, keeping my voice strong. “The three of you. That was all me. That was all Brooke.”
I stepped even closer, eyeing them over. Adam was still in his work clothes. He smelled like all good things; sweat and steel and sawdust. Dante had slipped into a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. They both looked fantastic. I could feel my body, tingling beneath my long black trench coat. Willing itself in their direction.
“You’re shivering,” Adam finally said.
“It’s freezing out there,” I acknowledged. “Cold and wet and disgusting.”
“And yet you came here unannounced,” said Dante. He jerked his chin in the direction of the elevator. “Used your… car key?”
I nodded and took a final step forward. “One day someone’s gonna break in here, and steal all the shit you don’t have.”
Either the joke fell flat, or they were still figuring out how to answer. And the joke definitely hadn’t fallen flat.
“Now you can stay mad at me if you want,” I said. “Throw this whole thing away over a foolish, foolish mistake…”
I shrugged, letting my trench coat drop heavily to the floor. Beneath it I wore virtually nothing. A white lace bra, a matching thong. White fishnet stockings, trailing all the way down to my spiked white heels.
“Or you can forgive me,” I said simply. “And we can… make up.”
For a long time they just stared at me, but not in the eyes. Their gaze crawled up and down my mostly-naked body, stopping to devour my virgin-white lingerie. Lingering on vast stretches of my ivory skin, flushed pink with cold.
Dante coughed and cleared his throat. “So you think you can just come here, apologize, then try and lure us back with sex?”
“Yes,” I replied simply. Slowly I brought both hands to my hips. “So… is it working?”
Dante’s hardened look went somewhat soft. My heart pounded as it went softer still, until I was sure one corner of his mouth was turned upward in an almost imperceptible grin.
“Yeah,” Adam finally admitted. “It’s definitely working.”
Relief flowed through me, to such an extent my whole body felt charged and alive. I walked straight up to them now. Stood nearly eye-to-eye with them on my five-inch stilettos, my body quivering as much with excitement as with the cold.
“I need you,” I said in a breathless whisper. “Emotionally. Mentally. Physically. Nothing else matters to me anymore. Not my job… not the article…”
I slipped an arm over each of their shoulders. Leaning in close, I took turns giving both lovers a slow, lingering, open-mouthed kiss.
“Nothing but this,” I said pressing myself against them. Their bodies were warm and hard. “Nothing but us.”
Their eyes wandered my naked frame freely now, having given themselves permission. They were eating me up, head to toe. Despoiling me in their minds.
“Normally we’d frown upon wearing shoes in the house,” said Dante, staring down at my heels. “But in this case… I’m pretty sure we can make an exception.”
“I thought you might,” I teased.
“This is really all you’re wearing?” asked Adam. “Other than your coat… you left the house like this?”
“Just like this,” I confirmed.
“You’re insane,” laughed Dante. “Totally certifiable.”
Even as he spoke his hand slid downward, over the curve of one naked hip. After a moment’s pause it moved even further, cupping my ass.
Wow…
The heat of his smooth, warm palm felt absolutely incredible against my skin. Like fire on ice.
“Every last inch of you is totally freezing,” Dante marveled.
I slid in close, sandwiching myself between them. Reaching back with one arm, I pulled Adam snugly against me from behind.
“Then maybe you guys should warm me up…”
Thirty-Four
BROOKE
They’d ravaged me so many times, together, in this very place. Taken me over and over again, passing my sweat-soaked body from one bed to the next.
But on this night… I took them.
Our reunion was more about need, than desire. More about quenching an undeniable thirst, and reconnecting soul to soul, as well as on more physical levels.
In short, I had to have them. And to really shove things home, so to speak, I had to do it my way.
I got them naked as fast as I could, stripping their clothes off myself. While I did it their hands wandered my body, and I could tell they were just as eager as I was. I fought through a double shower of affection; hot, wet kisses planted along my face, my neck, my shoulder. But this wasn’t about me. It was about them.
Sort of…
I pushed Adam onto his back and mounted him first, enjoying the surprise on his face at my crotchless thong. His hard cock went straight up inside me, piercing me to the core. It was like scratching an unreachable itch; like downing a tall, cold glass of crystal clear water, after crawling through the desert on your hands and knees.
Alright, maybe it wasn’t like that. But it was good. So totally fucking beyond good that I had to physically stop myself from coming all over him, after only half a minute of riding his wonderful cock.
“FUCK I missed you...” I heard him murmur.
“It’s only been a few days,” I teased.
“Doesn’t matter,” Adam shook his head. “This… this is just so…”
I rolled my hips in a tight circle, then screwed down with all my weight. Adam responded by throwing his head back and tightening his grip on my thighs. He groaned so loudly I thought he’d lost it. The intensity was just too much to bear.
“Go on and come if you have to,” I said, shifting to lean over his hard body. I could smell the day on him. The scent of hard work and toil and sweat. Everything about it turned me on.
“Let it go,” I said sultrily. My hair fell forward, ticking both sides of his face. “Finish inside me.”
My whole body was a machine, now. Churning, rolling, grinding into him. Using his cock to reach the deepest of all places inside me. To bring me to a level of excitement so high, so crazy, release would be the only option.
“I need it baby,” I cooed. “I have to have—”
Adam came in a rush, soaking me from within. Screaming into the silence of their shadowy studio, while bucking and thrashing beneath me. Dante knelt behind me, holding me steady. Pulling my head back to kiss me passionately, as his friend continued pumping me full.
When it was over I shoved Dante backward and mounted him too, his erection almost irrationally hard and thick. It speared me all the way on a single thrust, having just taken everything Adam could give me.
Thank God for this…
He reached for me with eager hands, but I pushed them away. This time I rose up on the balls of my feet, planting my hands on his chest for leverage as I began bouncing up and down on his throbbing manhood.
“Lay back,” I grunted, picking up speed. “Enjoy this.”
I focused on making it good for him. Riding the entire length of his shaft, first all the way out, then all the way back in. I bounced hard at the end, bottoming out on him. Savoring the distinct feeling of having all of him in me… every last inch, every millimeter — all of it, buried inside me for a single, glorious moment.
It went on and on, minute by beautiful minute. Our bodies slapping excitedly against one another at the end of every thrust. The forbiddenness of it was indescribable. The naughty yet silky feel of having already taken one man’s seed, while another man was plunging in and out of my body.
Adam sat beside us, pulli
ng my hair back. Kissing my face tenderly, while telling me how incredible it felt to put his come in my pussy again.
Fuck…
I was dripping with anticipation now. Totally lost in lust. I looked down, and realized I was close to scratching holes in Dante’s beautiful, unblemished chest. I knew he wouldn’t stop me. I had to stop myself.
“Come for me,” I growled, sliding down on him. I put my mouth right up against his ear. “I’m not asking you…” I whispered. “I’m telling you.”
It was like pushing him over the edge of a cliff.
Dante pulsed, powerfully, somewhere so deep inside me it made me gasp. I could feel him flooding my womb, splashing it with his heat and wetness. Over and over he twitched inside me, his magnificent cock jumping and thumping through a sequence of rhythmic jerks that triggered my own orgasm and left me squirming and squealing against the broad expanse of his warm, wonderful chest.
When it was over they closed in on me, from either side. Pressing every inch of their hot, naked bodies against my still-cold flesh. It felt like paradise. Like slipping into a hot tub after taking the Polar Bear Plunge.
Only this hot tub had four strong arms, wrapping themselves around me. Two hot mouths planting kisses all over me… twisting me back and forth between them, so they could take turns making out with me while the other spooned me from behind.
I was in a warm, beautiful nest. Ensconced in heat and safety and hard, trembling muscle. For a long time they just held me between them… kissing me, over and over. Twenty soft fingertips exploring my skin, lingering along every curve of my naked, sated body.
When they’d finally driven the last shiver away, I sat up between them. Reaching out to caress their gorgeous, stubbled faces, I slid the backs of my hands lovingly down their chests and wrapped them around their already-stiffening members.
“I’m not done,” I whispered. “I need one more thing from you.”
Adam smirked. Dante smiled. They each shifted to accommodate my two stroking hands.
“I need you both inside me. Together.”
They looked at each other for a moment, then nodded. Dante reached for my hips, while Adam slid toward the other end of my body.
“No, not like that,” I said. “More like…” I bowed my head, flushing with a little embarrassment. God, it was one thing to fantasize about it! But to actually ask for it…
“I want it the other way we talked about.”
Thirty-Five
BROOKE
I winced hard, as the last few inches slid all the way in. It felt good. Full. A little naughty, a lot dirty, and very, very hot.
“Oh my God that’s tight,” Adam grunted.
I’d mounted him again, this time reverse cowgirl. Facing away. The full length of hard cock, buried inside my body…
Only this time it was in my ass.
“Let me… get used to it… for a little while…”
I rocked slowly back and forth, planting my hands on either side of him. Enjoying the feel of being packed so full, in such an amazingly forbidden way.
“That’s it…”
Adam was helping me, guiding me slowly. He had both hands on my hips, controlling the depth of penetration as I leaned backward against his body.
It was insane, what I was about to do. I’d only seen it in movies. But it had always looked good. The girls in those movies… well, they’d always looked happy.
“O—Okay…” I said, after a minute or so. “I think I’m ready.”
Dante was already there, kneeling between both our legs. He bent to kiss me first, which was sweet. He took his time with it too. A slow, sensual dueling of our tongues, while Adam rocked me gently.
“I’ll go slow,” he whispered, getting in position. “We both will.”
I nodded obediently and bit my lip. I trusted them. If anyone would take care of me, they would.
“Spread your legs a little more,” he whispered. I could feel him shifting forward, now. Pressing the very tip of his engorged cock, right up against my dripping entrance. “There. Just like that.”
My stockinged legs were on either side of Adam’s thighs. He flexed, spreading me open even further.
“Ohhh…”
I looked and felt like a complete whore, which only added to the excitement. My white fishnets were all torn up, from our previous round of lovemaking. My high-heels were long since gone. The visual gave me goosebumps. It made my stomach flutter, and my body quiver.
“Easy,” Dante smiled, guiding himself against me. He took my chin in one hand, pulling my gaze upward to meet his. “You’re going to love this.”
I smiled weakly. “O—Okay.”
His hands went gently to my shoulders. Then, with a slow but careful roll of his hips… he pushed the head inside me.
Oh my God.
I was still locked in his crystal blue eyes. Still staring into his soul, as he penetrated me inch by inch. It was an amazing moment. One that bound us together on emotional levels I never thought possible, filling my heart with love and trust.
“You okay?”
I nodded, almost imperceptibly. I was still savoring the moment, lost in his magnetic eyes. I wanted to look… to see what was happening to my body. I could feel him inside me now. Filling my pussy, making it tight and full…
All while Adam was still buried deep in my ass.
“Look,” he said finally, mercifully. “You need to see how fucking hot this is.”
His gaze dropped, and mine followed. Dante was nearly all the way in. His cock sheathed snugly in my warm, wet channel.
I felt his hands go rigid. His fingers flex. There was one last push — more of a final shove, really — and all of sudden, he was all the way in.
“Oh my God…”
I sucked in a sharp gasp of air as I realized the significance of the moment. I was being double-penetrated. Filled in the most magnificent way, by two incredibly hot guys, at the same time.
They gave me a full minute, to enjoy the first dreamy moments of the whole experience. To mentally burn the image of having them both in me at once… embedded deep in my body, penetrating me in a way no single lover ever possibly could.
Then they began shifting, moving. Slowly pumping, forward and back.
“Oh my God oh my God oh my God…”
My body was rocking on theirs. Shifting between them, as they controlled my every movement. It felt like being weightless. Like floating, like flying… only while being taken and held. I was being pumped from beneath, by two hot pistons dedicated to giving me pleasure. Plunging in and out of me in a slow, steady rhythm… then picking up speed, as the three of us got into a groove.
Adam’s mouth closed over the back of my neck. Dante pressed his lips to the other side. I was whimpering and cooing. Crying with pleasure and gasping in ecstasy, as my two lovers continued holding and kissing and fucking me.
“MMmmMMmmMMmmMMmm…”
I was making noises I’d never made before. Low gurgles of pleasure, rising from deep in my throat. I thought it might hurt. That the intensity might be too much. In all the times I’d imagined it, even in my most far-flung fantasies, it didn’t feel anything at all like I thought it would.
No. It was actually a thousand times better.
They kept on going, moving together as one. Their cocks piecing and penetrating me, their mouths nuzzling and ravishing my body. I was spread wide for them. Grunting like an animal, in the throes of heat. Eventually the sensations became overwhelming. An orgasm unlike anything I’d ever experienced came rushing out of me. I started gushing like a geyser, tapped all the way down at the very source of my soul.
“UNGHHHHHHHH!”
I came so hard I almost bit my tongue off, my jaw clenching savagely as the waves of pleasure finally engulfed me. It was everything. The entire universe, crashing into me at once. My mind went utterly blank — my brain washed totally clean of all but the pure white waves of ultimate rapture, as I soared to places I’d never, ever kno
wn.
In the meantime, my body thrashed like I’d been possessed. It bucked and clawed and screwed its way through my climax, as my lovers kept me crushed lovingly between them.
I don’t know which of them came first, to be honest. I was still half-conscious and delirious with aftershocks as they both began grunting and dumping themselves inside me. Adam’s hands turned to claws as he erupted deep in my ass, while Dante roared over my shoulder, creaming my pussy with such savage force it was all I could do to grip his back with both hands and hold on for dear life.
We collapsed together at the same time, with me pinned in the middle. I could’ve died happy at that moment. My life totally fulfilled.
Then Dante rolled off me, and we all started taking in oxygen once more.
“We… have got… to try that again…” Adam managed between breaths.
For a long time, no one said anything. The big studio apartment lay empty and silent, the rich aroma of would-be tacos permeating our nostrils.
“After we eat, of course,” he added.
Thirty-Six
BROOKE
“Here you go,” I said triumphantly, strutting into Chloe’s office and dropping a hard copy of my article onto her desk. “All done.”
My boss dropped everything she was holding in her hands. Chloe never dropped anything. It was a good sign.
“Edited and finalized?” she looked up hopefully.
“Yes and yes,” I announced. “The electronic version’s already in your inbox.”
A warm smile spread across her face. She looked happy. Thrilled. Ecstatic. Almost as happy as me.
“This is going to really make us,” she said. “You know that, right?”
“Oh, I know,” I said proudly.
The past twenty-four hours had really turned things around for me. I’d made up with the guys. Well, two of them anyway. The third, Trey, would take a little more convincing. He seemed to be the most hurt by what happened, and the one quickest to sever ties.