by Jess Dee
“Oh, God, please,” Kaz begged.
“Please, what?” Seth asked.
“P-please… Just…kiss him already.”
Suddenly Luke was hungry, starving for a taste of Seth. He stepped forward, squashing Kaz between them, clasped his hand behind Seth’s head and crushed his mouth to Seth’s. Seth’s tongue met his in greedy welcome, and Luke could focus on nothing but the sensation racing through his heart and the feel of Kaz pressed against him.
Her breasts were once against squashed to his chest, and her hips ground into his. Between those hips, though, it wasn’t Kaz’s mound he felt. It was the rhythmic movement of Seth’s hand as he fingered her. It rubbed against Luke’s erect cock, driving him crazy each time Seth pulled out of her pussy then pumped back inside. It was almost as though Seth were using his hand to fuck them both at the same time.
“Sexy,” Kaz whispered. “So bloody sexy.”
A hand feathered over his cheek. A soft hand, with smooth fingers and long nails. That same hand traced a line around his and Seth’s lips, as though sharing in their kiss in the only way possible.
Seth broke the kiss just long enough to dart his tongue out and lick the finger, and then he was kissing Luke again. Luke would have stopped to treat Kaz’s finger to the same care, only he didn’t have a chance.
Kaz suddenly went rigid. Her breath caught and her hand fell away from Luke’s face.
“Oh, God, yes!” Her cry filled the room.
Trapped between himself and Seth, with Seth’s hand in her pussy and Luke’s mouth fused to Seth’s, Kaz came.
It took long moments for Kaz to float back to earth. Long moments until her heart stopped racing and her breathing normalized.
“Oh, my,” she murmured. “I haven’t come that hard in a very long time.”
Luke raised an eyebrow. “You done for the night?”
She laughed languidly. “Oh, no, Lucas. I’m just getting started.”
Jordan trailed a path of light kisses up her neck. “You came pretty quick for someone who’s just getting started.”
“Mmmm,” Kaz agreed. “I told you. Watching the two of you together is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“You ever seen two men together before now, sweet pea?”
Sweet pea. Luke seemed to have given her a nickname.
She shook her head. “You two are my first.”
Her head spun. Jordan Speed had just fingered her until she’d come. He’d also shared several red-hot kisses with Luke Struthers.
Jordan Speed and Luke Struthers.
It wasn’t possible. Hell, it wasn’t even probable. How on earth did she ever get so lucky?
“’S’funny, y’know,” she told them. “Just last month I was stuck in a relationship with a man I no longer wanted to be with. And now I’m standing in a luxury hotel suite with the two wicked-hot men, praying to God they show me the kind of sex I’ve always fantasized about.”
“And what kind of sex have you always fantasized about?” Luke asked.
“The hot, dirty, no-holds-barred kind.”
“And does that no-holds-barred kind include two men fucking you at the same time?” This from Jordan.
“It used to,” Kaz whispered. Her face flamed, but she didn’t care. Now that she was living her fantasy she wasn’t about to hold back. Not on anything. “I once thought that would be about the kinkiest thing I could ever do. But now I know I’m wrong.”
“There’s something kinkier?” Jordan asked.
“Oh yeah, Jordan. There’s something way kinkier.”
Luke stroked his finger over her cheek and around her lips. “Tell us about it.”
Kaz breathed in jerkily. “Well, Luke, I now think the most erotic thing I could ever experience is…”
“Is…” Jordan prompted.
“Is if you, Jordan, fucked me, while Luke fucked you.”
And with those words, Kaz said goodbye to every last inhibition. If she could confess that out loud to two virtual strangers, then she could do anything with them.
Besides, it might seem dumb, but they didn’t feel like strangers. Kaz was comfortable with them. Okay, maybe comfortable wasn’t the right word, since rampant desire and raw, untamed lust didn’t really make for a comfortable sensation. But she trusted them both, knew they meant her no harm, only pleasure.
It was the glow in their auras that reassured her, that told her no matter how much they loved each other, they both experienced the same magnetic attraction towards her that she felt for them. There were so many other colors she saw as she looked at them, so many intense, complex hues—not least of which the carmine red which pulsed around both Jordan and Luke, but honestly, she was too saturated with pleasure and passion to look into them too deeply. For now, she wanted only to feel. To escape. Her life outside of this suite was complicated, needed fixing. Just for tonight, she didn’t want to think about that. Didn’t want to work on her problems. Just for tonight she wanted to take the escape route Jordan and Luke so generously offered.
“Jordan,” Luke said. “We may have a problem.”
Kaz’s heart stuttered.
“What’s that?” Jordan asked.
Luke let his gaze sweep over her body and catch on the jeans that perched on her thighs. “The woman has too many clothes on.”
With a soft laugh, Jordan stood behind her once again and finished undressing her. Kaz squirmed under his ministrations, her desire climbing once more. Jordan undressed himself. Kaz couldn’t see him, but she heard the dull thuds as his shoes hit the floor and saw first his T-shirt and then his jeans being tossed aside. She was amazed she’d even taken notice of those details, because Jordan wasn’t the only one stripping. Luke was ditching his clothes too, and Kaz’s throat ran so dry she feared she’d never swallow again.
The man was beautiful. Built like a tennis player. Muscle rippled along every inch of his flesh. His long, hard legs sported powerful thighs, and his washboard belly and chest and chiseled arms made Kaz squirm with the need to touch him. She figured he could pick her up without breaking into a sweat.
Jordan took her hand and led her to the bedroom. Naked, he was just as beautiful as Luke, but so very different. He was leaner in build, although his arms and shoulders had exquisite muscle definition, and while he didn’t tower above her like Luke did, he was still tall enough to make her feel petite and feminine beside him. Again the word “pretty” came to mind, but it was hard to think of a man with such a magnificent erection as pretty.
Her heart thumped as Jordan lay her down on the enormous bed, her head resting on the pillows, her legs spread wide before her. Anticipation made her shiver.
Sex with Martin had always been okay, nothing too exciting, though. Several times she’d have gladly foregone making love in favor of sleep. But she’d lived with the eternal hope that if the two of them became closer physically, she’d fall as deeply in love with him as he had with her.
She never had. Which was why when he’d proposed to her last month, the only answer she could give him was no.
Kaz wasn’t interested in falling in love now. Not with Luke and Jordan. No, they already had love, a strong bond between them she took great joy in observing.
She didn’t want marriage proposals or promises of forever. What she wanted was to spend the night lost in the arms of these two men, caught up in the beauty and sensuality of their love for each other.
She wanted to be fucked long and hard and thoroughly, until she was so satiated with pleasure she couldn’t move. And then she wanted to watch Luke fuck Jordan until they were equally satisfied. And if it all happened at the same time…even better.
As Luke removed lube and condoms from the bedside drawer—ah, yes, practical, in-control Luke—Jordan knelt between her legs, lowered his head, opened his mouth and licked her from her pussy lips all the way up over her clit and back down again.
Kaz almost shot off the bed. Almost. But nothing would stop her from indulging tonight. So she held
her body right where it was, stretched her legs a little wider to give him better access, and lay back to enjoy the sight of Jordan Speed going down on her.
For long seconds, oxygen seemed elusive. Superstar Jordan Speed licked her pussy—hers—while Luke Struthers watched him. It was surreal. Incredible. It was also outrageously carnal, and Kaz struggled to think of Jordan as a rock star. She was beginning to view him as an ordinary guy. Okay, well, a cute-as-anything ordinary guy who made her body weep with excitement.
If anything, it was Luke she struggled to relate to as ordinary. He was anything but. Perhaps it was because he exuded such energy and confidence? Perhaps because he kept himself at a slight distance? Or maybe it was the buttercup yellow that surrounded him, telling her that while his body might be fully attuned to the goings-on in the bedroom, his mind was focused on something else as well. A major issue or course of action he wished to take.
He was a little too removed emotionally from what she and Jordan were doing for Kaz’s peace of mind, so she crooked a finger at him. “Come over here, Mr. Struthers.”
Luke shot her a wicked grin. “Come over there…or come over you?” The smile was so seductive, a wave of liquid heat filled her pussy, and Jordan moaned as he licked at her.
“Over here,” Kaz corrected. “And don’t waste your time coming over me. Save it all for Jordan.” She flashed him a wicked grin right back.
Luke tossed the condoms on the table and climbed onto the bed. On his knees, he straddled Kaz’s chest, his back to Jordan, his cock straining up to meet her lips. “Would you like that? Seeing me come on Jordan?”
Her breath caught. “I-I’d love it. Almost…almost as much as I’d love seeing you come inside Jordan.” Technically, she wouldn’t be able to see much, but the thought of Luke climaxing while he made love to Jordan made Kaz tremble violently.
“I’d like to see what my cock looks like slipping in and out of your mouth.”
“It’ll look good,” she promised. “Really good.” She opened her lips to him and swept her tongue across the head of his cock.
Mmm, salty, hot and spongy. She swept her tongue along his length. Just as hot and salty, but not spongy. Uh-uh. His skin might be silky-soft, but his shaft was hard as steel.
She sucked the tip between her lips and lowered her mouth down his length.
“Oh, yeah.” Luke groaned and thrust gently, seating himself deeper in her mouth. “That does look good.”
Seth dug his fingers into her thighs and licked a little harder.
Wow.
Just…wow.
Kaz could happily have remained like that for an eternity, with Luke’s delicious member in her mouth and Jordan’s skilled and tender tongue seducing her. Jordan kept her desire at fever pitch without sending her over the edge. She suspected that had he wanted to, he could have taken her to that edge in seconds.
She gave as much attention to Luke as Jordan gave to her, sliding her mouth up and down his shaft, sucking in her cheeks to intensify his pleasure and rolling her tongue around its tip when she could.
Both the giving and receiving were wantonly satisfying, but they weren’t enough. She could see nothing but Luke’s hips and groin and feel nothing but her own growing bliss. As alluring as the sight was, and as delightful as the sensations Jordan’s tongue inspired were, she wanted…more. For all of them.
She released Luke’s dick with a soft, wet slurp and tugged at Jordan’s head. “W-wait,” she whispered hoarsely. “’S’not fair.”
“What’s not fair?” Luke stared down at her with dark, amorous eyes.
“’S’not fair to Jordan. He’s licking me, I’m sucking you, and no one’s paying him any attention.”
Jordan swept his tongue over her clit, making Kaz squeal. “I’m just fine here. Having myself a good old time.” He suckled her nub for emphasis.
A jolt shook through her body, but she held firm. “All together,” she demanded, although talking was difficult. She didn’t want to talk. She wanted to busy her mouth with a giant helping of hard penis.
“All together?” Luke asked.
“Mm-hmm.” Kaz nodded. “All three of us at the same time.” Taking control, she nudged Luke off her, tugged Jordan onto the bed, and with a bossy, greedy smile, weaved their bodies into an intimate triangle.
Luke and Jordan indulged her every whim, twisting themselves exactly as she insisted, until they’d formed a triangle so daring and so appetizing it made her mouth water.
Not quite a sixty-nine, she thought with satisfaction. More like a…nine hundred and sixty-nine.
If Kaz wasn’t quite so aroused, she might have taken the time to be stunned by her audacity. But she didn’t want to think now, she wanted to feel. Wanted to taste Jordan’s cock while he sucked off Luke. She raised her leg a little higher, so Luke could run his tempting tongue from her slit to her clit.
All three lay on their sides, and Kaz could not contain her hunger as Luke’s marauding tongue licked her from the inside out, making her head swirl and her muscles tremble.
She couldn’t contain her fascination either, watching carefully as Jordan closed his lips over Luke’s cock and Luke emitted a soft, breathless growl.
If the men kissing each other had been a turn-on, Jordan blowing Luke was off-the-scales arousing. It wasn’t just the stealth of Jordan’s actions that held her rapt. It was the look on his face and the pink madder that glowed around him. He wasn’t just doing this for the sexual gratification. He made love to Luke’s cock because he was madly in love with the man. Just like Luke was madly in love with him.
She mimicked Jordan’s actions, sucking his dick into her mouth, releasing it slowly and then sucking it in again, just like he did to Luke. When Jordan tilted his head to the side, so did Kaz, and to her surprise she found she could swallow him down a little deeper.
Physically, Luke gave Kaz everything. Hard as she tried to ward off a second orgasm, she fought a losing battle. Jordan’s mouth looked too tempting, Luke’s cock too delicious, and Luke’s mouth was merciless, wrenching as much bliss from her as possible. More than should be possible.
Her pleasure heightened as she surged towards her peak.
Luke removed his tongue from her pussy but kept his mouth pressed against her. “Seth.” His voice was muffled, and the vibrations of his words against her lips echoed all the way through her belly. “Get ready. You need a condom. Now.”
Kaz’s clit swelled. Her inner muscles clenched in anticipation, and she vaguely wondered why Luke had called Jordan Seth.
“She’s gonna come, kid.”
Lord, was Luke ever right. She was going to come. Especially if he kept talking against her pussy lips.
Jordan gave Luke’s dick one last, loving lick before he sat up. He tried to pull away from her too, but Kaz wasn’t so quick to release him, grumbling her discontent around his length. She wanted him in her mouth, wanted the zesty essence of his precome on her tongue. Wanted the climb to her climax to go on forever.
Jordan just chuckled and reached behind her, stretching over her head. The tip of his dick slid down her throat, and she moaned. What if she sucked him a little harder, tightened her cheeks around him like a velvety, moist glove? Would he come? Just like this?
And then Luke wiped her thoughts clean. He used his thumbs to open her up like a flower, pressed his tongue firmly against her slit and laved her with such tantalizing rhythm and pressure, Kaz could no longer hold back her pleasure.
She came with a loud cry. Sensation crashed through her, hard and fast and endless. Her inner muscles shuddered and clenched, and pulses of sheer bliss throbbed through her clit. Her jaw slackened around Jordan’s cock, and he slipped out of her mouth.
Kaz lost the skill and dexterity to balance on her side. She fell to her back with Luke’s face still buried in her pussy. Sweet heaven, that tongue. Those lips. They wrought an orgasm second to none.
As she continued to convulse, shudders sweeping over her, Luke replaced his tongue
with his finger, gently stroking her clit as he pulled away from her. It was almost unbearable. Almost more than she could stand, and she would have pushed his hand away if he hadn’t spoken.
“Now, kid. Take her, while she’s still coming. Make love to her, so you can feel her clamping around your cock, milking your balls.”
Chapter Seven
Seth sank into her creamy depths.
Her pussy was so well lubricated from his and Luke’s mouths, and from two orgasms, he slid all the way inside her with one firm thrust.
Ah, fuck.
Luke had been right. He’d chosen the perfect time for Seth to take her. Her walls clamped down around his shaft, clasping him in a hold so tight they almost wrenched an instant orgasm from him.
“Christ, Kaz, you feel so damn good.” Even through the condom her heat suffused his cock.
“Jordan.” She bit her lip and looked up at him blindly as he stretched over her, aligning his chest with her breasts and supporting himself on his arms, one placed on each side of her head.
“Right here, Kaz.” He stroked into her slowly, using all his strength to push through those grasping muscles.
“Jordan…”
“I got you. Just relax into it. Let me in.” He didn’t need to coax her. She was wide open to him, her hips already moving in time with his, inviting him back in every time he pulled out.
She let out a shuddery breath. “Wh-who’s Seth?”
He faltered midstroke, then caught himself and found his rhythm again. Luke. He’d forgotten to call him Jordan. In the heat of passion, he’d slipped and called him Seth.
What the…? Luke never slipped. Never.
“I am. Seth’s my real name. Seth Pace.” As soon as he said it, he knew he wanted Kaz to know it.
“Then Jordan…?”
“Just a stage name.”
She wrapped her legs around his waist, tilting her hips and giving him easier access. “Seth.”