She surged upward and he caught her around the waist, lifting her to her toes as though she weighed nothing. Her ex might have thought her too big and that good looking, successful man would want her if she wasn’t slender, but Josh had news for that asshole… There were two men standing in the kitchen who weren’t bad looking, who were successful in their own rights, and who definitely wanted her.
Josh slipped his tongue over hers and into her mouth, tilted his head to get deeper access, and swallowed her moan. He felt rather than saw Jay squeeze in behind her and she faltered for a moment, stopped kissing Josh, and without moving her lips from his, opened her eyes. They stared at one another until he lifted away so he could see her more clearly, but she didn’t remove her hands from around his neck.
“If you don’t want this, it’s fine. Just say the word,” he said. “Neither of us wants to take advantage of your vulnerability after the day you had.”
“He’s right, honey,” Jay said from behind her. His hands held her loosely at the hips, but just like with Josh, she wasn’t trying to move. “We can talk, watch a movie, sit outside under the stars, or we can take you home.”
“I don’t want to go home,” she admitted after a few minutes of tense silence. Josh let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding and Jay sagged back against the counter, taking her with him and when she laid her head on his chest, Jay grinned like a kid on Christmas morning.
“Okay.”
“But I don’t… I’ve never… Two of you and just one of me.”
She blushed the prettiest shade of pink and Josh leaned in and kissed each of her cheeks. “You can have just one of us, if you want. This night, while a wish come true for me, is really about taking care of you in whatever way you need. Friends or lovers.”
“I wouldn’t know how to choose and I don’t…” She shook her head and turned it to the side, not looking at Josh anymore. She closed her eyes and worried her bottom lip the way he’d come to realize was a tell when she didn’t know how to voice what she was feeling or thinking. It was endearing and for a split second he felt bad about putting her in this position.
He looked at Jay and at Jay’s nod, Josh opened his mouth and started to speak, but she cut him off before he could get anything out.
“I don’t want to choose,” she said softly, her eyes still closed and her face still turned to the side.
“Then we’re yours,” Josh confirmed, stepping close again.
“Both of us.”
*
She was solid and soft against him and Jay knew she had to feel how hard he was. He couldn’t hide it when he was pressed so tightly to her. He’d been fighting it all night. Neither of them really knew her and she didn’t really know them, but damn, there was attraction and sizzle popping off between them all.
He’d seen the desire in her eyes, the lust, the hunger. He’d seen the way she brightened when he called her honey or when Josh called her darlin’. She wasn’t immune to them, but he and Josh were on the same page when it came to not wanting to take advantage of her.
“I don’t know what to do,” she said between kisses with Josh.
Jay lowered his lips to her neck. “What do you mean?”
“Two men. Younger men.”
“We’ll take care of it, of you. You don’t have to worry about that.”
“H-have you done it before?”
Jay knew there were women who didn’t like to hear men talking about other lovers, but she asked and he wouldn’t lie to her. “Yes.”
“Did they like it?”
Jay smiled against her skin. “Yes, honey. They liked it.”
She sighed and sagged into him even more. It was a form of trust. He and Josh had learned that through all the women they had shared. He —
“Why do you do it?”
“Share women?” Josh asked.
“Yes.”
“I don’t know. We found we liked the same type of woman and one night it just kind of happened.”
“How?”
“Are you sure you want to know?” She nodded when Jay asked. “Then let’s move somewhere more comfortable to talk.”
“Is that code for bed or something?”
“Huh?”
“You know, when women say they’re going to slip into something more comfortable, it usually means lingerie or get naked. God, I’m rusty at this.” She tried to bury her face in her hands but Josh wouldn’t let her. He took her fingers and pulled her to him, kissed her gently on the forehead and led her from the kitchen.
Jay flipped the lights off and followed, watching without shame, the sway of her hips and the way the denim hugged her ass. The indent of her waist, the thickness of her legs, the slope of her shoulders… Every inch of her turned him on.
Full-figured women always had, too. So had older women. His first serious crush had been on his seventh grade teacher. She’d been fresh out of college and she’d had the prettiest face and would wear pencil skirts and button down shirts that showed just the right amount of cleavage to tempt without giving everything away. Of course, all he’d known then was he could see between her boobs when she leaned forward. But she’d had wonderful curves and he’d masturbated to images of her in his mind every night for years.
Jess reminded him of that teacher a little, except Jess he could touch and taste and make smile at him and look at him as though he could make her fantasies come true.
He liked that a lot.
Josh settled on the couch and tugged Jess down beside him. Jay took up residence on the coffee table in front of her. “Now, you asked how it happened the first time.”
“Yeah. Is that okay?”
“Anything is okay,” Josh assured her. “We were out at a bar one night. Famous last words, right?” He laughed. “There was a group of us from the firehouse out for a drink and some of the paramedics showed up. I had been playing pool and had my eye on a woman who had her eye on me. We were headed out the door when she caught sight of Jay. She asked if he could join us. I had had several beers and wasn’t opposed to the idea and she approached Jay and he said yes.”
“And the rest is history?”
“Pretty much. We’ve been sharing women ever since. It just works for us. We usually end up with an eye on the same woman before we realize it. Not everyone is into it, but there are a lot who are.”
“You’d really be okay if I chose one of you and not both?”
Jay didn’t hesitate. “Yes.” He wouldn’t make her choose though. He’d walk out of the room, or out of the house before he let her choose him over Josh. He didn’t think she would, but anything was possible. Josh had wanted her for so long and he deserved a chance.
“And if I wanted to try…? With both of you? You wouldn’t think badly of me?”
“Damn, honey. How could we? Giving us you? How could we think badly of you for that when it’s what we both want?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never thought about something like this before.”
“So, don’t think about it now. If you want it, take it. If you don’t, don’t.” Josh took her chin in his hand and turned her so she was looking at him. “More than anything, I wanted to meet you, talk to you, and if you let me, kiss you. I got all that and more. If we’re nothing more than friends or neighbors from here on out, I’m good. But…” He leaned closer to her and Jay saw her breath catch, her chest seize, and her lashes flutter. Josh turned her on and her arousal turned Jay on even more. “But if you want more, all you have to do is take it. Just one hour, or one night.”
She looked back and forth between them. The woman in the bar Josh had told her about said Josh’s darkness made him look like a devil and that Jay’s lightness made him look like an angel. Maybe she’d been right, maybe that’s what Jess was thinking too.
Josh said it didn’t have to last but one night at the most with Jess if she didn’t want it to, but Jay had a strange feeling that one night would only be the tip of something hot and wonderful. She’d fit a
gainst him as though she’d been made for him and he had no doubt when Josh had been pressed against her that he’d felt the same way.
They were tall where she was short. They were hard and solid where she was soft and giving. It would be so good, but the answer had to come from her.
“We didn’t intend or mean to pressure you, honey.”
“You make it hard for a girl to say no, that’s for sure.”
Josh nodded and sat back against the arm of the couch, regarding her. “I suppose we have. So, we’ll take the pressure off. What do you want to do? A movie? A walk through the neighborhood? Watch Jay suck at video games?”
“Hey. You suck at them too.”
Jess laughed and shook her head. “None of it.”
“Okay.”
“I want you to take me to bed.”
Chapter Seven
Josh wasn’t sure he’d heard right, but Jess was moving toward him, pressing her chest to his, her lips to his, and holding a hand out to Jay. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched as Jay twined his fingers with Jess and stood from his seat on the table.
She took a deep breath and sat back, but only slightly. “I get the feeling you two live each moment to the fullest. You do things I’d never have the courage on my own to do. The worst thing I’ve ever been through is my divorce and selling a business I loved. But I realized something today while sitting downtown at a table in front that same business. I had replaced one life with another and yet, I haven’t even really been living. I don’t date. I’m married to my jobs. I don’t want that to be my life. I love what I do, but… I don’t know what I’m trying to say, only that I want this. Both of you.”
Jay kissed the back of her neck, under her short auburn curls. “You never know, honey. That fire in your kitchen may have been the best thing that could have happened to you.”
She moaned, nodded, and closed her eyes. She dropped her head forward and gave Jay more access to her exposed skin. There wasn’t much, thanks to her shirt, but if things progressed, that would be gone soon enough.
Strands of her hair brushed Josh’s shirt and the top of his shorts and honest to God, it took every ounce of will power he had not to lift his hips toward her face. He wanted to feel her mouth on him. He wanted to feel her throat close around him. He wanted to feel her swallow as he emptied himself.
She was the prettiest thing he’d ever seen. The sultriest, most sensual woman and he was fairly certain she didn’t even know it. She was sexy and innocent all at once and he wanted to ignite that combination in his bed.
“Do you want to stay here or move to the bedroom?” Jay asked between the kisses he continued to shower her with. One of his hands had moved between her chest and Josh’s and he was working at the buttons of her shirt.
Josh loved the show, the hints of her skin as more and more became visible. It had fascinated him how much he loved to watch Jay undress a woman for all their pleasure. Sometimes it was quick, a rip of fabric. And sometimes it was a slow, easy revealing.
“Bedroom,” she answered. The word was a gasp and a plea all rolled into one. Josh would make sure she didn’t have to beg for long.
Jay lifted her off the couch with an arm around her waist from behind and Josh stood. He walked backward, not wanting to miss a moment of the interaction of Jay and Jess.
Jay had her top fully undone and the teasing peeks of her bra were almost too much for him to take. “Shirt. Off.” The words were more of a caveman-style grunt, but he didn’t care. He wanted to see her full breasts. He wanted to see more of her soft, rounded flesh. He wanted her naked by the time they got to his door.
Her eyes flared when he said the words too. Whether because of his tone or the words themselves, he didn’t know. She’d said she wanted this and he and Jay would give her the full experience.
She wrote a food blog for a living, created family friendly recipes, but what they were going to do to her was anything but… They were going to give her decadence and pleasure. She’d said she didn’t think she’d really been living. They were going to change that for her.
She’d said yes. And Josh would make sure she screamed it so much by dawn that she would be hoarse.
Jay slowly peeled the shirt from Jess’s shoulders as he guided her down the hall with his body. Jay set the pace and she kept it. She didn’t look away from Josh and that made him ache low in his gut. She tripped his triggers and she hadn’t even let go, yet. He’d be lucky if he made it out of this without singe marks on his ass.
Her bra was white satin with lace at the edges resting against the mounds of her breasts. Her belly made him want to sink his head into it, so creamy and pillow-like. He licked his lips and tore his gaze from hers to follow the movement of Jay’s fingers as they pulled at the button and lowered the zipper of her jeans.
More white lace was revealed. Josh stopped moving, forcing Jay to halt Jess’ forward progress. “Take them off her. Let me see.”
“Josh is a bit of a voyeur,” Jay said into the silence, his lips against Jess’ cheek. “You doin’ okay?”
She gave a jerky nod. Her breathing was heavy in the close confines of the hall, but Josh’s swallow was audible.
The denim revealed pale, full hips and the lower Jay move them down her legs, the lower Josh sank to the floor until he was kneeling, his gaze level with the shadow between her thighs. He licked his lips and crooked his finger. He didn’t care who moved in his direction, but he wanted to taste her, needed to taste her.
Jay walked her forward and Josh salivated. She smelled musky and moist and sweet in a way only a woman like her could be. And a woman like her…vulnerable, precious, strong was the one kind of woman he adored.
“Lift one leg over Josh’s shoulder, honey,” Jay murmured to her. She hesitated until Josh nodded, then did as Jay had said. It opened her slightly and Josh inhaled sharply. If he’d thought his mouth watered before, that was nothing compared to now. “Good girl. I’m going to lift you you up and I want you to put your other leg over his other shoulder.”
“I-I can’t.”
“Why not?” Jay was tender and patient with her and Josh was chomping at the bit, wanting to devour her.
“I’m too heavy,” she whispered, her voice small and full of embarrassment. Jay nipped at her shoulder and lifted her off the ground with his hands under her ass.
“You’re not at all too heavy. You’re just right, see? Now, put your leg over his other shoulder and let him make you feel good. Lean into me. I’ve got you. We’ve both got you. I promise.”
Another jerky nod and then part of her weight settled on him and Josh sighed in happiness. From the second he set eyes on her in person earlier in the day, he’d wanted to feel her on him like this and it was better than he could have imagined. Yeah, he shouldn’t have been having those thoughts about her given the circumstances of their actual meeting, but he hadn’t been able to keep his mind from going there.
She was too beautiful, too muted with life brimming right below the surface, and he wanted to bring her into the light, to shower her with affection and sex. Everyone needed sex and he had a feeling she most of all needed it.
Shaky fingers brushed at the crotch of her panties and moist heat greeted him. She moaned softly and he glanced up to find her watching him, and her lip between her teeth. He fucking loved that.
Jay watched as well. It got each of them off to see the other pleasure a woman. As much as Josh was a voyeur, so was Jay. Their strengths complimented one another and no woman had ever walked away unsatisfied.
Dropping his gaze to her face again, he pulled her panties to the side and leaned in for a lick. She gasped and tightened her thighs on the sides of his head. “Good girl,” he whispered. Another lick, and another and a tease of her clit with the tip of his tongue and she bucked. Jay held tight to her and she braced one hand on the wall and wrapped the other behind Jay’s head. She was anchored and that was good.
He gripped the white satin and lace in his fist and feas
ted on her. The more he ate at her, the wetter she became. Her moans grew and echoed off the walls and wood floors. His knees hurt, but he couldn’t give a damn with her sweet pussy in his mouth.
She tasted of sugar, of woman, of ravenous hunger. He wanted her to explode like a ripe fruit on his tongue and he worked her until she did just that. He slid his tongue inside her, pressed his thumb to her clit and felt the spasms ripple through her. He trusted Jay to hold her steady as she writhed through her orgasm.
His dream girl was coming on his lips and tongue. He’d fuckin’ died and gone to heaven.
* * * * *
Jay laid her on the bed and covered her body with his, swallowing her whimpers with his mouth. She’d been a live wire in his hands as Josh had given her the first of several orgasms they intended to ply her body with.
She’d been beautiful coming apart as she had and for all her worries about her weight, it had been incredible holding her softness and femininity as she’d let go.
She kissed him back and wrapped her arms and legs around him. Josh was somewhere in the room because Jay could hear the rustle of clothes coming off.
They might be half brothers, but having been in locker rooms throughout school and the gym and the hospital and the firehouse with other guys, seeing Josh’s junk didn’t bother Jay at all. In that moment, Josh was just a guy with a hard-on for the same girl Jay had one for. If she could have both of them, wanted both of them, who were they to say no?
“Bra on or off,” he whispered to Jess, who lay beneath him, a sweet smile on her face and her eyes closed. He waited for the answer, but bent his head to suck on her nipple through the virginal satin fabric. The tip pebbled and with the tips of his fingers, he pulled the bra cup down to expose her breast.
Full, milky white, with lovely peach colored areolas. Freckles dotted her chest above her breasts and her skin flushed. Josh knelt on the side of her and lowered the other bra cup. Two mouths converged on her, each with a nipple between his teeth.
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