In no time, most of the meal disappeared. “I hope I brought enough.”
Clay winked. “Not when it’s this good. I thought we did a fairly good job cooking, but, sugar, this is fantastic. What’s it called again?”
“Picadillo. It’s the Cuban version of the dish.”
Clay looked over at Matt. “We might have to go to Miami to sample more of this fare.”
“I’d love for you to come. I could show you nightclubs where everyone is into Latin dancing.”
Matt glanced up. “I’d like you to teach me to windsurf.”
“I’d love to, but it takes a lot of practice.” They’d have to stay for quite a while.
He laughed. “I bet I’d pick up on the balancing thing pretty fast. It takes a lot of coordination to do some of the cattle roping stunts we have to do all the time.”
“That might be true.” Both Matt and Clay were agile men.
When every scrap of food was eaten, she stood to get the flan. Both men jumped up. “You sit and we’ll clear.”
“I was getting dessert.”
Their eyes widened. “You’re going spoil us.”
That was her plan.
She brought over the dessert and they decided to sit in the living room and relax in front of the fire. She’d been about to sit in the chair, leaving the sofa and a chair for the men, but Matt guided her to the sofa and sat next to her. Clay joined her on the other side. She thought about saying that by sitting so close it made it a little awkward to eat their dessert, but why spoil the fun?
Matt put some flan in his mouth and smacked his lips. “This is like custard.”
“That’s what it is, except for the topping.”
She thought the dessert came out well. She’d just taken her last bite, when Clay removed the dish from her hands and placed it on the table. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, drew her near, and kissed her. At first, she stiffened.
He sat back. “What’s wrong, sugar?”
Her laugh was totally from embarrassment. “It feels kind of strange kissing you in front of Matt.”
“Why? Matt told me about the shower and the incredible time you both had in bed.”
Nothing was sacred. “Oh.”
“We like to share.” He caressed her cheek and lightly kissed her again.
Her eyes seemed to close on their own. She rested her hand on his thigh, and the memory of his body was like lighting tinder. She wanted to explore both of them further, but something stopped her.
Matt leaned over and nuzzled her neck. The double sensations shot through her like fire. Two lips on her body seemed foreign yet delicious at the same time. When Matt’s hand reached around to her breast, her pussy contracted. It was as if her body was ready far sooner than her conscious mind.
You want this.
Yes.
This would probably be the last time she ever got the chance to have two men make love to her at the same time. It might have been years before she had sex at all. Now was the time to toss her inhibitions out the window.
Chapter Ten
Robin broke the kiss. “Maybe I wouldn’t be so tense if you didn’t have so many clothes on.”
Clay smiled. “You asking us to get nekked?”
She loved how Clay was such a tease. “I thought maybe you’d let me do the honors.”
Clay popped up off the sofa and pulled her to a stand.
From behind, Matt wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her back against his erection then let her go. She’d taken one step when Clay swooped her up in his arms.
“Whoa.” She was about to say she could walk, but the fact he lifted her with such ease made her feel tiny.
He headed straight into his bedroom, and Matt trailed behind.
“I’ll be right back,” Matt announced.
She didn’t think to ask where he was going. Clay placed her on the bed. “My turn to take off your clothes.” She licked her lips, ready to reveal his glorious body once more.
He raised his arms and waited for her to take off his shirt. How cool was that?
She stood and faced him. “No touching. I don’t want to get distracted from this task.”
He cocked a brow. “How long is this moratorium going to take?”
“Just until you’re naked.”
He rubbed his chin. “I guess I can handle that.”
Matt came back in the room, placed something on the dresser, and tossed himself on the bed. “This is going to be good.”
She looked over her shoulder. “You just wait your turn.”
“Who said anything about me not being patient?”
No one. She just wasn’t sure how to handle having two men at the same time. She wanted to savor the experience with Clay but didn’t want to keep Matt waiting. The balancing would take some getting used to.
Removing Clay’s shirt took little effort. With his chest exposed, she couldn’t help but lean over and lick his flat nipples. The tip peaked. “You are sensitive.”
“It’s the cold air.”
“Sure it is.”
Next she dragged her palms down his chest, loving how they undulated over his ribs and muscled abs. Thankfully, he wasn’t wearing a belt. All she had to do was unhook one button, pull, undo the next, pull, and undo the last one.
Her breath caught as she unbuttoned each one. When she got to the last one, she looked up at his smiling face. “You dog. You didn’t wear underwear.”
“I knew you were coming over. I figured the celebratory dinner would end in a celebration.”
She hadn’t realized she’d been that obvious. “I guess it’s one less thing to take off.”
She slipped his jeans over his hips. His thumbs hooked into the waistband to take them completely off when she swatted his hands. “Uh-uh. No touching. Leave them there. I have plans for him.” She nodded to his huge cock.
To get a better angle, she backed up and sat on the bed, and then pulled him closer. “I’ve been dying to taste you for days.”
“Be careful.”
She looked up and winked. “I don’t think you’d come too soon when your brother is watching, now would you?”
Matt chuckled behind her. “Would you, bro?”
Clay gritted his teeth. “No. I have control.”
“Huh. I don’t?”
Clay glanced down at her. “Do your best.”
She hadn’t come for a contest, but it might have been fun to see how much she could torture her men. Drawing him into her mouth right now would take away the anticipation. Instead, she used the lightest touch possible and ran one finger up and down his cock a few times before circling the tip. When she used her forefinger and thumb to squeeze the head a bit, Clay sucked in a breath.
Victory! She looked up and winked.
“Just remember fair play.”
“I can handle it.” That was a total and blatant lie. When either of them had touched her, her whole body had exploded with need.
Next, she wanted to test his resolve with her tongue. Carefully, she licked the outside of his cock. After a few swipes, she moved to his balls. His were so nice and firm. She palmed his hard sac and rolled the balls in her palm.
Clay hissed and pressed his lips together as if it took every ounce of his control to hold on. The power magnified her desire to prolong the blow job. Her mouth captured his balls. One suck, and his powerful thighs tightened.
“You know, sugar, this only means I can’t pleasure you as long.”
There was that fact. She let go of his package, looked up, and smiled. “I have every faith you’ll hang on.”
Maybe it was time to take him into her mouth. It was what she’d wanted to do all along. Cupping his hardened sac in her palm, she slowly lowered her mouth over his length. Too bad, she could only reach halfway. Tightening her mouth on him, she drew her lips upward. He might have moaned again, but it was the thrill of his masculine scent that stimulated her pussy. She twisted her tongue around his cock, loving how the vein pulsed
every time she swept past.
By now her panties were sopping wet. If she continued, she’d be the one who begged them. She lifted her head. “I think you’ve had enough for now.”
“Praise be.”
“You can get rid of the boots and the pants.”
He was naked in a flash. His eyes glistened. “Now I want to do the same for you.”
“What about Matt?”
Clay nodded behind her. “It’s a little too late. You never told him the rules.”
She looked behind her. Matt was grinning, totally naked, holding his rigid cock.
Hmm. “I see that. I can still torture him.”
“Not on your life. I want your pussy so bad, sugar, I’m not going to wait around while you do to him what you did to me. My little brother may have no stamina, but I’m still not waiting. I want you now.”
She laughed at their competitiveness. “I’d like to find that out for myself just how sensitive Matt is.”
Just as she turned around, Clay grabbed her hips and pulled her toward him. “That would be a no.”
These two were so much fun. She loved how they could be kind one minute but alpha men the next. “So now what?”
“We’d rather show you,” Clay said.
Both men got to work divesting her of her boots, jeans, and top.
Matt whistled. “Red looks good on you, darlin’.”
She’d bought two sets of sexy underwear, one in purple and the other in red. Apparently, the expense was worth it.
“Hey Matt, what do you think about blindfolding this sweet thing?”
She glanced between the two men, not sure why they’d want to. “Boys?”
Clay looked down at her. “Since you’ve never had two men, I think the sensations will be more intense if you don’t watch. That can be quite distracting.” He raised his right hand, palm out. “We won’t do anything you don’t want us to.”
That sounded reasonable. “Okay.”
Clay walked over to his drawer and pulled out a red bandana and tied it over her eyes. The sudden blackness was a bit scary at first. Her skin prickled in anticipation, and her sense of smell heightened. One of the men dragged a callused palm over her belly, and the friction seemed more powerful.
“You okay, darlin’?”
“Yes, Matt.” She couldn’t help but giggle. What else could she do? Everything was so new and exciting.
Since Matt was currently on her right and Clay on her left, it was easy to know who was doing what. The bed depressed on both sides as if they were kneeling. Thinking about their next move ratcheted up her thrill.
Both men lowered her bra straps at the same time, which had the negative effect of trapping her arms a bit. Matt lowered the cup and tucked it under her tit. Clay followed on his side. When they both pinched her nipples at the same time, she let out a squeak.
“That didn’t hurt, sugar, did it?”
“No. It felt good. I wasn’t expecting you to do that at the same time, that’s all.”
“There will be a lot of things you won’t expect. That’s the beauty of the blindfold.”
She guessed that was the purpose. Clay rubbed his palm across her breast while Matt lifted her right breast in both hands as if he wanted to worship it. When he took her nipple into his mouth, streaks of pleasure raced down her body. She didn’t know which was a more powerful aphrodisiac, the rubbing or the sucking. All she could say for sure was that the combination made her pussy want to fuck them right then.
Her groan came out too loud. She tried to reach for something, but her arms were held prisoner. She lifted her elbows, and the straps popped up her shoulders.
“That won’t do. Matt, our little girl is trying to cause trouble.”
From the chuckle in their voices, she was going to like what came next. Clay unhooked her bra and threaded it down her arms. Next, he clasped her hands with one of his. “Matt, get a tie.”
Oh, my God. This was a fantasy come true. Her pussy ached thinking about the bondage. “I’m being held captive?” She kept her tone light. She didn’t want them to think she was against their plan.
In a flash, Matt tied her hands together and then hooked the strap to the bed.
“There. She’s ours now.”
She had to laugh at the bravado in Matt’s tone.
With both breasts bared, the men feasted on her. Thank goodness, Matt was kind enough to slip a hand over her belly and into her panties. He mercifully dipped a finger into her pussy.
“Clay, she’s already about to explode. Robin, you need to stop juicin’ for a bit.”
“That’s impossible.” He wiggled the finger around in erotic swirls. “You’re making it worse. I’m ready to burst.”
While she couldn’t see him, she imagined Clay was smiling. The weight on the bed shifted. Clay was climbing between her legs. Matt must have realized that the top half of her body was his. He dragged a palm from her wrist to her shoulder. The light touch caused shivers to skitter along her skin.
“That tickles.”
“Sorry.” As if he were erasing his actions, he rubbed her arm harder. The friction did get rid of all the goose chills.
Just as he cupped both of her breasts, Clay clamped his hands over her thighs and widened her legs. He sucked hard through the silk. The warm moisture made her more desperate. He pulled down the sides of her panties only to trap her legs at thigh level. She wanted to spread her legs wider to better experience him, but she couldn’t. She was about to complain when Matt twisted her nipples. The quick stab of pain elevated her lust and made her needy hole cream even more.
“I love your tits. They are so full and lush.”
She pressed her lips together. She’d been about to say they were too big and not perky like breasts should be, but these men seemed to like everything about her, which thrilled her to no end.
Matt licked the crest of her nipples before taking one into his mouth. The touch from his velvety tongue elevated the tension inside her. She loved having her breasts fondled and savored.
She’d almost forgotten that Clay was ensconced between her legs until his tongue stabbed her opening. He tugged on her panties and threaded a leg through the hole until she was free. After one more swipe, her hips bucked at the incredible chaos that ensued. He lapped up her juices with gusto.
She should have been embarrassed they were turning her on so much, but wasn’t that the point of them seductively assaulting her body with so much pleasure? If her hands hadn’t been tied, she would have tried to touch their cocks or run her fingers down the planes of their muscles. She flexed her fingers and pretended she was rolling their cocks in the palms of her hands.
Clay threaded a finger into her hole. She clamped down on him.
“Easy, sugar.”
Her body had just reacted. “This is so new for me. Four hands is sensory overload.”
“Wait until I stretch you out enough to pack your ass with my cock. That will be the true definition of overload, but I promise you’ll love it.”
Her ass cheeks clenched in anticipation. “I’d like to try that.” The whole thing scared her, but she was trying to get out of the tight little shell she lived in. Being with these men had opened her up to exploring her true self.
When Clay hit her secret spot, she let out a controlled yell. He must have sensed she was close to coming because he continued to stroke her insides faster and faster as he sucked on her clit. The little flicks of his tongue took her higher. When Matt pressed down on both nipples, she lost it. Her climax slammed into her with full force. Spasms rolled down her inner walls, stealing her breath and making her heart race. Her pussy pulsed with joy.
Clay slowed his fingers and eventually extracted them. Matt kissed her lightly.
She hadn’t reciprocated fast enough. “Can you try that again? I wasn’t ready.”
“I’ll never turn down that offer.” His warmth reached her seconds before his lips contacted hers.
This time she nipped at him
and sucked his bottom lip into her mouth. Then she let go. “If my hands were free, I’d be able to aim better.”
“You mean if I removed the blindfold.”
“Yeah, that, too.”
In a flash, the restraints were gone. Both men were leaning over her smiling. Clay clasped her hips. “How about getting onto your hands and knees?”
Oh, my God. Now that the time had come she wasn’t sure she was quite ready. “Are you going to come in my ass?”
“I’d like nothing better, but not today. I have to stretch you out first.”
Bella had written to her about the first time one of her men had put a plug in her ass. She said it was just the right size to get her started. “Okay.”
Clay slipped off the bed as she got on her hands and knees. Matt got in front of her. His big cock was inches from her mouth. Without asking, she dipped her head and sucked on him.
“Jesus.”
Her pussy contracted at his excitement. She was in the middle of devouring him, when Clay swiped a warm, damp cloth between her legs. He said nothing as if he didn’t want to interfere with her continued enjoyment.
The scent of cherry floated toward her. She was about to ask what that was about but then remembered that lube might have a scent. Her cheeks clenched with her thinking about what he was going to do. Instead of a finger probing her ass, Clay rubbed her butt in slow, soothing circles.
“Keep doing what you’re doing and relax. This will be enjoyable, I promise.”
“Mmm.” She couldn’t speak with Matt’s dick in her mouth, but she appreciated his kindness.
The fact both men wanted to make her happy instead of just relieving themselves made her realize how special they were. She doubted she’d find one man half as good as either of these two.
Since she was holding herself up with both hands, she couldn’t play with Matt’s balls like she wanted. However, she could suck on them. After lifting off his cock, she ran a tongue down his length.
“Be careful, darlin’. Watching you climax nearly made me spew all over you.”
“Ewww.”
He laughed. “It’s true. Just touching your titties has me so hot and bothered that I’m on edge.”
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