by Eileen Green
A sigh escaped her when he moved his hand to her shoulder and began to slide the strap of her teddy down her arm, delighting when he felt her shiver.
Chapter Nine
Emotions and sensations were running rampant through Brooke’s body. She felt Frank’s hands sliding sensually up her right leg as her foot rested on his thigh. His hands were above her knee now, moving slowly. It felt as if a trail of fire was leading straight to her pussy, which was already throbbing with need.
Bradley was next to her, an arm around her shoulder holding her close to him. His other hand skimmed down her arm, taking the strap of her teddy with his fingers and trailing it down her arm. Under her hand that rested on his thigh, she felt the bandage that wrapped his wound under his jeans. She knew that it was possible he was jumping the gun on this, but she didn’t think she would be able to stop any more than they would.
Goose bumps rose quickly upon her body where the men touched her while her blood surged through her body, seemingly straight to her pussy. The anticipation was becoming unbearable as fingers and hands explored her limbs lovingly.
Bradley’s hair was soft at the base of his head where her other hand rested. She liked that he had let his blond hair grow since the last time she had seen him. Keeping it cut short was something he had done while with Interpol, a part of his uniform he had said during one of their phone conversations late at night. The new length suited him, and it helped make him fit in a little more around here.
Both her men were so gorgeous that she still couldn’t believe that both men, let alone one, were interested in her. She was a workaholic, and she felt herself a bit plain-looking, so she woke every morning wondering why Frank and Bradley were so interested in her.
A fingertip touched her bare labia, causing Brooke to jump. Bradley held her around her shoulders. “Easy, love,” he whispered in her ear. “Just let us love on you.”
Too embarrassed to say she had let her mind wander briefly, she nodded her head in understanding, as if she were nervous.
A kiss caressed her cheek as Bradley’s lips moved down to her mouth. He captured her lips with his own, gently at first. Frank slid his finger into her slit just above her clit, causing her to moan into Bradley’s mouth. Juices leaked from her cunt as she felt her nipples harden even more than they were before, the material of her teddy teasing the tips.
Frank moved his finger slowly downward grazing her clit. She bucked at the sensations that shot out of the area eliciting another moan from her. He circled the hard nub several times before he slipped his finger down to her opening, drawing a groan from him. He then stated, “You are so wet for us, aren’t you, baby?”
His words caressed her inner thighs that she realized she was blatantly holding herself open to him in an offering. Brooke knew she was a goner, for her body was ready and waiting for them to show her a whole new world.
A finger slipped into her opening, pressing in deeply. She opened her mouth and grasped onto Bradley’s tongue, pulling it into her mouth to suckle on. He let out a moan, which caused pride to well up within her, for she had caused him to make that sound.
Frank pulled back his finger, and Brooke felt her inner walls squeeze together around his digit like it was trying to keep him inside. She found out he wasn’t leaving her pussy destitute, for he pushed back into her, but it felt as if there were more fingers this time. This time, he placed his thumb over her clit and began to rub at it while his fingers inside her moved in and out of her.
The action itself was speaking to her arousal. A tingling sensation began within her, slowly at first, but it quickly built up as Frank moved faster with each stroke. He had twisted his hand so that his fingers were facing the top wall of her pussy, and it felt as if his fingers were bent upward.
Releasing Bradley’s tongue, Brooke gasped for air in between her moans of delight. Bradley turned his head and looked down her body and watched what Frank was doing to her. Between his heated gaze and what Frank was doing to her, Brooke felt as if her body was going to combust.
The fingers inside her were rubbing across a spot within her that seemed so sensitive. Each strike was like a flame against a fuse. It lit her up while the tingling on her clit was building into white lightning.
Wetness was dribbling down her perineum, tickling her rosette, which she had no idea could feel so erotic. A sloshing sound could be heard with each passing of Frank’s fingers as they now pistoned in and out of her. She had no idea that a woman could produce so much moisture in her cunt.
The fire that was building roared through her pussy and she felt herself implode. Currents of electricity zinged from her, shooting out to every nerve in her body. Bright lights exploded behind her eyes while her blood pounded in her ears. A soulful moan sounded from her as she rode her first orgasm.
It crested and waned slightly before tipping her further over the waves of delight that washed through her. Frank’s fingers continued their onslaught, keeping her in a state of climax for what felt like minutes.
Black spots commenced to appear within her vision while her breathing had become erratic. As her orgasm continued, darkness began to overtake her.
* * * *
Frank knew the moment that Brooke became so lost in her orgasm that her body became limp. He slowed his hand’s motion as he watched Bradley lay her carefully on the bed. Pulling his fingers from her pussy, he slowly raised them to his mouth and began to suck her cream off of them.
The flavor of her went straight to his cock that was trying hard to gain freedom from his blue jeans. Blood pounded between his legs, anxious to finally take his woman. Frank was certain Bradley was feeling the same if the bulge between the man’s legs was an indication.
* * * *
When Brooke’s body became limp from the powerful orgasms he had wrung from her, Bradley carefully laid her body back on the bed. Her eyes were closed while a small smile had kissed her lips. He looked over at Frank, who had removed his fingers from her pussy and was now licking her cream off them.
“That was fantastic,” Frank stated, satisfaction in his voice. “Is she okay?”
Giving a quick nod, Bradley smiled. “She’s so responsive, and so beautiful when she comes. I want to see that look for the rest of my life.”
Pulling his fingers from his mouth, Frank stood, looking down at Brooke. “I’m going to enjoy living with her, making love to her every night.”
“She can hear you, you know,” Brooke said quietly, weakly.
Both men looked down at her. Desire ran through Frank when he gazed upon her blush-covered face. Her green eyes were dark with her passion while her lips were red and swollen from Bradley’s kisses. She was his dream come true, and he would do anything to make her happy.
“Sorry, baby,” he said quietly. “You are precious to us. You make us so happy, and you are so beautiful.”
Swallowing the sob that rose in his throat, he sat on the bed next to her. He had been to many foreign countries on assignment and seen his fair share of beautiful women, but they couldn’t compare to the beauty that lay next to him. Beauty inside and out was what made her so special, more special than any of the women he had ever seen.
Tears had come to her eyes with his words. Brooke laid a hand on his knee and squeezed it affectionately. “You two are so sweet,” she whispered. “You make me feel so special.”
“Oh, love. You are so special to both of us.” Bradley knelt on the bed on the other side of Brooke and picked up her other hand. A wicked smile appeared on his lips. “Are you ready for more?”
Frank watched her skin flush all over. They had given her a mind-blowing orgasm, had touched her most intimate spot, and she still blushed at his words.
Her voice was a mere whisper as she looked up at him. “Yes. I want both of you.”
Bradley moved first, releasing her hand before his fingers deftly began to slowly remove his T-shirt. Brooke let her gaze over to him, although her hand remained on Frank’s knee. She licked her lips a
nxiously as she sat up.
Following suit, Frank began to undo his buttons also. By the time he finished there, Bradley was on his feet and pulling the wife-beater over his head. Frank could see what Bradley was doing, but his eyes were on Brooke, gauging her reaction.
Hunger swam in her eyes as she watched Bradley strip, her blush deepening while her breathing was quickening. Frank knew she was unaware that her hand was gliding up his thigh, sliding quietly across the denim. As her hand came dangerously close to the burgeoning bulge between his legs, Frank felt as if he was going to burst. He grabbed her wrist and brought her hand to his lips where he placed a kiss on her palm.
Brooke startled at his movements, and then turned to face him. Surprise, confusion, and worry skittered across her face while Bradley expressed his frustration with a slight groan.
“What did I do wrong?” Brooke asked, her feelings lacing her words.
Chapter Ten
Frank looked as if he was in pain when she looked to see why he had grabbed her hand so quickly. Her hand had been absently moving on his leg as she took in the feast of maleness that was being revealed with each piece of remaining clothing Bradley removed. He had already removed his button-up shirt and now his T-shirt was gone. He was working on pushing his pants down.
“What did I do wrong?” she had asked, confused.
Although he had kissed her palm, the action had been quick and had hurt slightly. After she asked the question, Frank continued to hold her hand.
“You did nothing wrong, sweetheart. But if you continued to touch me, I think this party would have been over, at least on my part.” She didn’t quite get what he was saying, but whatever it was had him blushing. Her brow furrowed, and he must have realized her confusion for he explained further. “You were nearly touching my cock, sweetheart, and if you had, I would have come. Since you entered the room wearing what you are, I have been so hard for you.”
Brooke’s eyes zeroed in on his crotch. The bulge that was evident surprised her. That he was in pain there delighted her, but also caused her to feel bad. “I’m sorry. What can I do to help you?”
A groan from both men sent her confusion higher. The bed dipped behind her right before a naked body pressed up against her backside.
Heat radiated off Bradley’s now naked body, testifying to his nudity. Also, his stiff cock pressed against her upper back. Her breath caught in her throat.
Dating had been nearly nonexistent in the past. Brooke had concentrated on school to get where she was today, though she had gone on two first dates that both ended with a “I’ll call you,” but they never did. Now, she regretted she hadn’t experienced more interactions with boys, or men. She was feeling awkward and dumb, for she was uncertain what to do now, or what she had done to garner Frank’s statement.
While her mind was spinning on what Frank had said, her body was kindling a fire the way Bradley was pressing his body. His very hot hard body.
Damn! His cock felt huge as it pressed in between her shoulder blades. Long, hard, hot.
Frank was still looking at her, his eyes a dark blue with his arousal. The right side of his lips twitched. “There’s nothing you can do specifically, baby. However, we’re going to take you to heaven with that luscious body of yours, and you are going to love it.”
A thrill rushed through Brooke’s body from the picture Frank created with his words. Her pussy was on fire again and leaking her cream. Her nipples were hard nubs aching to be handled.
Hands slid up her arms, hands that belonged to Bradley, and then over her shoulders. Bradley’s thumbs gently rubbed along the column of her neck, caressing her there for a moment while Brooke gazed into Frank’s eyes.
Having the attention of two men was mesmerizing, especially if both touched her body the way Bradley was doing. Need flooded her system. The time had come to be one with her men.
Without his shirt on, Frank looked like a dream sitting beside her, a smattering of dark blond hair on his defined pecs. Lowering her gaze, she eyed the washboard abs that sat above the waistband of his jeans.
A low growl sounded from Frank. Raising her eyes to see what the problem was, Brooke could see pure desire in the man’s face. His lips twitched a moment before Bradley yanked her gown up Brooke’s body. She shrieked as her arms moved upward and then the filmy material was gone.
Her natural instinct was to cover her nakedness. However, the narrowing of Frank’s eyes as she started to move, along with another slight growl, caused Brooke to stop her arms from proceeding. Bradley began to rub his hands up and down her arms, sending tendrils of delight through her body.
Emotions ran rampant through her body knowing what was about to happen. Anticipation, arousal, giddiness, and a touch of fear.
Brooke knew this was the right thing. Her feelings for Frank and Bradley had grown tremendously since she had first met them after her rescue, and she was certain she was in love with them. Well, at least ninety-five percent sure. Since being near them for the past few days, they were always on her mind. When they were nearby, her body hummed and begged for their attention. It was definitely time to make them hers.
Drawing in a deep breath, Brooke reached out and placed her hand between Frank’s pecs. Silky skin along with wiry hair covering hard muscle was what she found. A spark of electricity shot between them, causing Brooke to gasp and Frank to moan. Under her hand, she could feel Frank’s heart beating quickly, almost as fast as hers was.
Slowly, she moved her hand downward, feeling the tickle of his hair that ran in a thin patch down between his abs. Her fingers skimmed over the bumps and dips of where his muscles met in the middle of his stomach. He was fantastically built, and he was even more wonderful to touch.
When her hand met the waist band of his jeans, Brooke stopped. She lifted her eyes up to look at him. She found him watching her intently. Dark blue eyes, the color of a perfect sapphire, were still narrowed, but his gaze was on her.
After a ragged breath, Frank’s command was whispered. “Do it, baby. Undo your Master’s pants.”
Brooke swallowed hard before moving her other hand to his waistband. Her fingers felt comically large as she tried to undo the button, fumbling twice before she was able to get it to slip through the hole. Finding the tab for the zipper, she slowly began to pull it downward until it would go no further.
She was aware of the bulge that resided beneath the denim material trapped in cotton underwear, but Brooke jumped slightly when Frank’s cock nudged the materials and spread the fly of the jeans open. He seemed quite large.
Bradley skimmed his hands down her bare shoulders, inching slowly down to her breasts. His fingers caressed the tops of them, sending shudders of delight through her body, but mostly to her pussy. She was afraid that if she were to get up, there would be a puddle of her juices on the duvet.
While Bradley teased her breasts but not touching where she wanted him to, Brooke gazed into Frank’s eyes. Her trembling hands were still at the fly of his jeans, and she was unsure what to do next.
A smile appeared on Frank’s face, his eyes twinkling brightly. Brooke let her hand slide across his dick as he moved. She felt a damp spot on his underwear before her hands dropped from his jeans. Her mouth watered.
Frank got quickly to his knees and pushed his pants down to his knees. Jumping to his feet at the side of the bed, he shed the pants. Brooke felt her eyes open wide when she took in what had been hidden from her.
His aroused cock stood straight up, nearly coming to his navel. It was pale with a blue vein that ran from root to under the darker mushroomed tip. The top was more of a purplish color, and the tip of him had sprouted a drop of clear dew. In all his natural glory, Frank was heavenly-looking as he stood watching her.
A strike of pain brought her out of her reverie, and she found that Bradley was pinching her nipples. The thrill of the sensation seemed to have a direct line to her pussy. Bradley was laying kisses along the column of her neck enhancing her arousal. A moan e
scaped her as she tilted her head to give him better access.
In front of her, Frank knelt on the bed, his gaze moving to her lips. Frank’s hand gripped her chin and held her in place, and then he lowered his lips to hers. When his tongue swept against her lips, she opened to him and savored the flavor of him. He explored every inch of her mouth as Bradley continued to play with her nipples.
Brooke writhed where she sat between the two men. Her body seemed to be humming from the inside out as both men plied their attention to her. But there was a need building within her, and she was too afraid to ask for what she wanted.
As if they both had read her thoughts, both men pulled away, leaving her confused and needy. Opening her eyes, she found Frank watching her. “Wha-what?” she asked breathlessly, for that’s what Frank’s kiss had done. “What did I do wrong?”
Frank smiled as Bradley’s arms came around her waist. “You did nothing wrong, love,” Bradley said softly near her ear. “We want to make sure we’re not overwhelming you. Are you okay with all of this? This will be the last time we ask before making you ours.”
Brooke nodded, but she knew she had to express herself, to speak out loud. However, she felt vulnerable sitting naked between the men. Oh, she wanted them. She wanted this so much.
Drawing on all her nerve, she meekly said, “I want to be with you both. But I don’t know what to do, or say.”
A smile spread across Frank’s handsome face as his hands came up and cupped her cheeks. His eyes bore into her as if he was attempting to look into her soul. “Baby, we love that you’re nervous. It’s natural at the beginning. Bradley and I have both been there. We want you to know you can ask us for anything when it comes to the three of us being together in bed.”
Bradley’s arms wrapped around her middle and pulled her back toward him. His cock was still hard and pressed into her back again. He continued where Frank left off. “It doesn’t always mean you’re going to get what you want, love. However, until you feel more comfortable with us, we’ll go easy on you. We’ll get you introduced to your submissive side once you’re relaxed with all this.”