by Eileen Green
Needing more, Carrie moved her hands down to Thomas’s chest and began to explore the hard planes there. She marveled at the strength that lay beneath her hands and the material that covered him from her.
Moans and groans filled the air. The need to breathe was strong. She hadn’t realized how much air was consumed by kissing, and she realized the act itself made the act a bit restrictive on breathing.
Thomas pulled back from the kiss first, drawing in a deep breath. He rested his forehead against hers as he smiled. “You are one lethal kisser, little one,” he managed to say in between breaths. “I love kissing you.”
* * * *
He loved the way the redness crept up her chest, to her neck, and then her face, when Carrie blushed. Gerard was fairer than Carrie, so when he blushed, the ruddiness hit full force. Now was one of those moments with Carrie due to his compliment.
Thomas knew she wasn’t experienced, but now that they knew what kind of upbringing she had and how alone she had been even as an adult, they were going to have to get her used to accepting their kind words.
“You are the most beautiful woman to me, Carrie, and I’m falling for you fast.” Thomas caressed her hair with one hand, and with the other, he held her neck, his thumb against her jaw near her ear.
He had never told a woman he was falling for her. This was a first, but he knew it was true because his stomach was tied up in knots. The same was to be said about his feelings for Gerard.
“No one’s ever told me that before,” Carrie murmured as she stared at Thomas’s lips.
Gerard pressed a kiss to her shoulder below Thomas’s hand before saying, “Well, they should have. They must have been blind.”
Thomas could practically see her brain working, but she remained silent. He smiled. “Can we take off our clothes now, little one?”
Earlier, he swore her face couldn’t become any redder, yet it did as she raised her eyes to meet his. Her nostrils flared. He could see uncertainty in her eyes, but he also saw desire.
His cock was aching in his cargo pants, throbbing against the zipper. A glance at Gerard told him that his other soon-to-be lover was in the same boat as him. His sweats were tented, and a wet spot had appeared near the waistband. They needed to claim each other before Thomas and Gerard exploded. He looked back at Carrie.
“We’ll go as slow as you want,” he whispered. “You set the pace.”
Surprise registered within Thomas when Carrie announced, “I don’t want to go slow. I want you to show me everything.”
Trying to contain his eagerness, Thomas said softly, “Tonight, we will be loving each other. Nothing kinky.”
She nodded quickly before saying, “Then, make love to me, please.”
Thomas pulled her to him and plastered his mouth to hers. Her hands moved to the hem of his T-shirt and then pushed the material upwards, her fingers skimming his sides. Since the moment he had laid eyes on her, he had imagined her hands on his flesh. He wanted her fingers to be exploring his body, the same as he wanted to do to her.
When her hands touched near his underarms, he pulled out of the kiss and raised his arms. He gazed into her stormy gray eyes. He had noticed her eyes got darker when she was aroused, and he wanted to see that color a lot.
Carrie pushed the shirt up his arms as she stared at his chest, licking her lips. Thomas helped remove the material the rest of the way and tossed the garment aside. Her hands moved to his chest and explored him.
Behind her, Gerard had pushed her sweater up and was gliding his hands along her stomach until they grazed the underside of her breasts. She moaned and then began to nibble on her lower lips.
Her fingers skimmed Thomas’s nipples, and his dick hardened even more. He growled low in his throat. He didn’t think he was going to last.
Thomas grasped her wrists, unable to stand her hands on him. He was afraid he was going to ejaculate in his pants, and he wanted to be balls deep inside her when he did that. The look of hurt on her face hurt him.
“I’m sorry, little one. I like the feel of you touching me, but right now, I’m too excited. We’re going to get you naked. When we take you, it will be quick the first time because of how horny we are. After that we can go slow.” His words sounded foreign coming from him for his voice was gravelly and deep from his arousal.
He released his hold on her, and Gerard immediately pulled the sweater from her body. Thomas undid the clasp and the zipper on her jeans and pushed them down over her hips and thighs and then let them drop to the floor.
Carrie stood before him in her simple panties and bra, which hung off her a bit since Gerard had undone it, her hands trembling as she seemed to fight the urge to cover herself from his eyes. Gerard moved around to stand next to him as they both took in the sight of their woman.
She had creamy skin everywhere, no tan lines at all, denoting her busy life. Curves abounded from her large breasts that over filled her bra to her soft tummy, and then down further to her hips. Her ass was rounded nicely, something Thomas couldn’t wait to lay his dick between. Her nipples were hard against the lacy material of her bra, and dampness had developed on her panties. She needed to be divested of those last items of clothing.
“God, you’re beautiful!” he exclaimed.
“A vision,” Gerard added as he stood and took her in also.
Not wanting her to stand there with her nerves threatening to take over, Thomas took her hand and then moved back until his legs hit the end of the bed. She toed out of her boots and stepped out of her jeans that were pooled at her ankles before she moved towards him. He sat down and drew her in so she stood between his legs. He was now looking straight at her breasts, and he licked his lips. Drawing in a deep breath, he could smell her desire.
“Gerard, remove her bra. I’m going to get rid of these panties,” he ordered as he placed his own hands on either side of her waist. Hooking his thumbs in the waistband of her panties, he began to push the garment down her hips as he looked up at Carrie and said, “When we are together, you are not to wear panties, except at the club, when I tell you to wear them. Understood?”
A look of shock passed over her features before she nodded and responded, “Yes.”
She was watching him intently, her teeth still worrying her lip. Trepidation registered in her eyes prompting Thomas to ask, “You said you dated one boy? How far did you go with him?”
Hesitation occurred as she lowered her head. “He couldn’t even find my boobs, so I left.”
The word blanketed the room, causing Thomas and Gerard to cease their actions. Gerard peeked over Carrie’s shoulder at the admission and looked down at Thomas, surprise written on his face.
Warmth filled Thomas. She didn’t know it, but she had saved herself fully for them. He smiled.
Wanting this moment to be special for Carrie, he kept his gaze focused on her. He could sense her trepidation, whether from fear of them or from losing her virginity.
“You’re so special,” he said as he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the top of her stomach. He felt her bra come loose from where her arms held it to her sides, and her breasts bounced. Leaning back, he watched as Gerard helped her remove the garment, and then Thomas was looking at Carrie’s beautiful body.
Her breasts were topped with coral-colored nipples which were small and beaded. He raised his hands to cover them and found she was bigger than a handful. A small moan escaped her.
Carrie was watching him intently, her breathing shallow. Her hands twitched as if she was fighting the urge to cover herself.
Lowering his gaze, he finally looked at her cunt. It was bare, and her lips were plump and glistening with her escaped juices. Inhaling, he could smell her feminine aroma which had his dick fighting for freedom.
Unable to hold off any longer, Thomas croaked, “Let’s get you on the bed, little one, so you can be comfortable, and Gerard and I can show you our bodies.”
Astonishment struck Thomas when Carrie quipped, “I’ve already se
en Gerard’s. I want to see yours, too.”
Thomas’s need doubled at her words. Just remembering the sight of Gerard’s naked body taking Thomas’s whip and flogger had Thomas quickly standing. He grasped Carrie’s wrist and led her to the side of the bed and motioned for her to climb up. As she did so, he reached behind his neck, grabbed the top of his T-shirt, and pulled it over his head.
A gasp escaped both Carrie and Gerard. Thomas didn’t have to ask why for he knew his scars might be questioned.
Two gunshot wounds and several knife slices marred his torso. There was also an area on his left thigh where the doctors had to remove three pieces of shrapnel that had hit him when he went after a kid in a marketplace in Afghanistan who had been acting suspiciously. The kid had deployed a suicide bomb in his jacket, and Thomas had been hit. Several others on the team were injured also, as well as multiple people in the marketplace. There were several civilian casualties, too.
Sadness crossed Carrie’s face as she continued to look at him. Gerard swallowed hard. “Hey,” Thomas said softly. “I’m fine now. No need to be sad.”
Kneeling, Carrie reached out and ran her fingers from one wound to another, until she had touched each of them. Her touch was like fire on his skin. Goose bumps raised in the path her digits took.
After a deep breath, and what appeared to be a boost in courage, Carrie continued her exploration downward. Her fingers traced from his side to his belt buckle along the top edge of his waistband. When she got to the buckle itself, she brought her other hand and undid the two pieces of metal.
Thomas took a deep breath as his abs undulated in anticipation. Carrie withdrew her hands in an instant. “Did I hurt you?” she asked, her voice full of innocence.
“No, little one. I need your hands on me. I want your hands on me,” he soothed her as he unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them. “But right now, I need to feast on your cunt and then fill it with my cock. Are you ready for that?”
Chapter Nine
Her gray-blue eyes were large as she looked up at him. Her mouth gaped as she nodded. She slid her gaze back down to his crotch. His cock was straining against his briefs, the head escaping from the waistband.
Gerard climbed onto the bed behind Carrie, naked. Thomas had been so focused on their woman that he hadn’t noticed his other lover strip. Carrie glanced behind her, surprise written on her face, before she looked back at Thomas.
He knew what she was waiting for. She had seen Gerard naked already. Now, she wanted to see him.
Not wanting to waste another moment, Thomas pushed the two garments that impeded his need down his hips and then let them drop to the floor. His arousal stood long and thick at an angle, as if it was trying to reach out to Carrie.
Carrie licked her lips as she stared at his cock, a slight smile on her lips. Her aroma permeated the room, letting Thomas know she was fully aroused and wet. He liked the way she smelled. The urge to bury his face in her cunt and eat her out was great.
Stepping out of the puddle of garments, Thomas leaned a knee on the bed beside Carrie. He glanced at Gerard who seem to know what Thomas was thinking for the man snagged Carrie around the waist and pulled her back as he scooted himself backwards. When Carrie was leaning against Gerard’s chest and her legs stretched out before her, Thomas grasped her ankles and pulled her legs apart. He lay between her legs, letting his wide shoulders continue to spread her out, and his face was a few inches away from her cunt.
Her labia were plump and pink, glistening with her honey. Even her upper thighs were moist. When she released a moan, Thomas looked up to see her lovers kissing. Gerard was also playing with her luscious breasts.
Ignoring the pain in his cock, which was trapped between the mattress and his body, Thomas ducked his head and looked at the seam of her pussy. She bucked her hips. Using his thumbs, he pulled her lips apart and licked from her opening to her clit. Her hips thrust upward again.
“Argh,” she said in a husky, almost tortured voice after pulling out of the kiss with Gerard.
A chuckle sounded from Girard before Thomas heard him ask, “Does that feel good, sugar?”
Her hand clutched at Thomas’s hair, her nails scratching his scalp before she ground out a quick “Yes!”
Thomas flicked his tongue across the hard pearl that was her clit, drawing more movement and sound from her. He glanced up her body and was taken in by the wonder and awe that was written on her face. She was flushed from her chest up to her face. Her legs were parted, and her nostrils flared. Her now dark gray eyes watched him intently.
Gerard continue to manipulate her breasts. He pulled her nipples and then squeezed them, eliciting small moans from her. Thomas felt that Carrie’s first orgasm was going to come swift and hard.
Continuing the tongue-lashing of her clit, Thomas thrust two fingers into her hot tight pussy. The smack of her pelvis against his face hurt, but he couldn’t fault her. Slowly he moved his fingers in and out of her, letting her adjust to the foreignness of his digits since she was a virgin. Her breath was coming in short gasps while her inner muscles squeezed his fingers. Her cream was flowing from the onslaught.
Twisting his hand, his fingers were now able to hook upwards, and he hit that spongy area Thomas knew drove women crazy. Carrie’s hip thrust up again, but Thomas pulled his head up in anticipation. When she settled a bit, he latched onto her clit with his lips and sucked on it strongly. He felt her cunt walls flutter against his fingers, right before they clamped down on him.
Carrie’s body went taut as a strangled shout erupted from her. Her juices burst out around his fingers, hitting Thomas’s chin and moistening his hand. He continued to thrust into her and sucked on her clit until he felt her body begin to relax.
Thomas lapped up her cream, reveling in the sweet taste of his woman. She was as delicious as Gerard was, but in a different way. Once he was finished, he pushed himself up and looked down at Carrie.
Contentment and bliss had settled on her face, her eyes glazed as her labored breathing was slowing. Thomas knew he wanted to see that look on her face often, and for the rest of his life.
Leaning over, Thomas wrapped his hand around Gerard’s nape and drew his lover towards him. “Taste her on me,” Thomas ordered roughly. “She tastes like heaven.”
Gerard pressed his lips against Thomas’s, and then he opened them and licked along them. Getting a bit sloppy, Gerard licked around Thomas’s lips as if he wanted every possible trace of Carrie’s cum.
As they kissed and licked at each other, Carrie moved below them, and then she whispered, “Damn, that’s hot!”
The two men separated and looked down at her.
* * * *
Small currents of electricity were still zinging in her pussy, a feeling she liked. A lot.
When she began to come out of the orgasmic stupor she had fallen into, she looked up to see her two men kissing. Desire blossomed in her core again as she watched them, a small fluttering beginning low inside her. She needed to be a part of both them, to be their woman.
“You liked that, little one?” Thomas asked as he moved his hand to her cheek.
Nodding, she smiled. “I want more. I want all you have to show me.” Then she thought about what Thomas sought in a relationship and quickly added, “Sir.”
The man smiled down at her, seemingly pleased with her. Gerard shifted from behind her, using an arm to gently lay her back on a pillow. He moved down to between her legs and then hooked his arms under her knees, drawing her legs up and her pussy closer to his face. He looked down at her most private area and then lowered his head until his nose touched her clit.
Her body quaked in anticipation, waiting for Gerard to taste her. For an instant, she felt guilty that she had only gotten a slight taste of him the other night, but then again, she wasn’t quite sure what was going on, or if she had wanted to partake in a relationship.
The touch of Gerard’s tongue along her slit was exquisite. He swept up from her asshole to her
clit. It was excruciating at how slow he went, as if he wanted to taste and feel every millimeter of her. She thrust her hips upward to give him the hint that she needed more.
Thomas had shifted so he lay beside Carrie, and now he turned her face towards him. “Be patient, little one. Gerard will give you what you need, and then when he’s done, I’m going to make love to you.”
She knew she hadn’t known these two men for very long, but she knew in her heart she belonged to them. There was sincerity in Thomas’s eyes when he called it ‘making love,’ which spoke volumes and filled her heart with love.
“I want to make love to both of you, too.” She squealed as Gerard nipped her clit with his teeth before drawing it into his mouth and sucking on it.
Moans emanated from Gerard as he pressed a finger into her cunt. He slipped past a place within her that ratcheted up her libido. Between the suction and the sensitive spot, Carrie’s orgasm was building again. She was surprised that could happen again so soon, but she wasn’t going to fight it.
Thomas leaned in and captured her mouth with his as he grasped her right breast. She opened to him and swept her tongue into his mouth. He let her explore, her tongue moving everywhere, learning every inch of him.
He also was letting her body feel what Gerard was doing, and it wasn’t long before the tingling had become more intense. It was building, moving upward until Gerard scraped across the special spot, and she went falling over an unseeing cliff and flew.
Her body felt as if it was tearing apart as fire coursed through her. Electricity rushed out to every nerve as Thomas accepted her scream with his mouth. Dark spots appeared behind her eyelids, and she felt as if her breath was caught in her throat. She felt as if she was floating, vaguely aware of hands on her, and soft voices talking. When she became aware again, she found Thomas poised above her, his body lying on hers. He was grinning down at her.