When John crawled, settling his muscular body between her legs and capturing her mouth with his, she understood that, too. The orgasm might have been exquisite, but the desires already building to flaming needs once more were to have his or Brandon’s cock inside her.
She wound her arms around John’s neck as he angled his head, taking the kiss deeper. She tasted herself on his lips and tongue, a salty-sweet remnant of the pleasure he’d just shown her.
He rested his forehead against hers as he slowly broke the kiss and gazed into her eyes. “How are you feeling?”
She smiled. “If you’re really asking whether or not I liked that, all I can say is that better not be the last time you do that.”
He grinned. “It won’t be, but I really do want to know how you’re feeling.”
“Great! Except…”
He lifted a brow when she trailed off. “Except?”
“I’m ready for more.”
His grin widened. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.” He pushed himself off of her and slid off the edge of the chair as he got to his feet. She saw his gaze slice past her to Brandon, watched as an unspoken communication seemed to pass between them, and then felt Brandon start to shift behind her.
“Does that mean you’re ready for me?”
She sat up straight and turned as far as she could to look at him. He’d been so patient while John went down on her. He’d held her, stroked her breasts, and planted tender kisses on the side of her neck as John ate her pussy. He definitely deserved some time of his own.
She reached a hand around him to cup his nape and brushed her lips to his. “I’m more than ready for you. M—fuck me, Brandon. Please.” She nearly said make love to me, but that wasn’t what they were doing, was it? Brandon had told her he was crazy about her. John had used the word nuts which was basically the same thing in her dictionary. She didn’t know of a calculator around that would compute crazy plus nuts and display the end result as being love.
So, you’re not in love with them. What difference does it make?
But she could be. As she gazed into Brandon’s intense hazel eyes, darker than normal with his arousal, she knew if she weren’t careful with her heart, she’d fall head over heels in love with both him and John.
“Can you stand?”
John’s question drew her attention back to him. She opened her mouth to answer, but the only sound that came out was a resounding, “Oh, wow.”
He’d stripped. Her lips formed an O of pure female appreciation as her gaze fell from his face, down his sleek muscular torso, and settled on his cock. Her mouth watered and she had to close it to swallow as she found herself unable to tear her attention away from his long, thick dick stretching up his body and nearly reaching his navel. Her mouth simply refused to stop watering as her taste buds exploded with the desire to feast on his cock as he’d done to her pussy.
“Lara,” he said, his tone patient and vibrating with amusement. “Can you stand, sweetheart?”
“I was about to tell you I think so before I saw…” She trailed off as she finally managed to wrench her gaze from his impressive cock and bring her attention back to his face. She gulped and made a face. “Well, before I saw you were naked. Now, I’m not so sure.”
The corner of his lips twitched. “Why don’t you try so Brandon can get naked for you, too?”
That got her moving. Her ass and lower back had been pressed against Brandon’s cock enough she already knew he had to have one hell of an impressive package. With the chance to finally see it upon her, no way would she waste another second.
She scooted to the end of the lounge chair and took John’s offered hands as she got to her feet. She heard Brandon shuffling behind her and let go of John, needing to see Brandon, wanting to watch him as he undressed.
He swung one leg over the chair to join the other as he stood and turned to face her. With his gaze locked on her face, he unfastened his shorts and pushed them along with his boxer briefs down his powerful legs.
Lara remembered thinking once that dynamite came in small packages when she’d realized how short Brandon was for a man. His package, however, was definitely not small. Her pussy clenched in a combination of eager anticipation and fear as it begged to feel his cock inside. His dick stretched impossibly long and hard, resting against his gut as John’s was, but Brandon’s did reach his navel. It was thicker, too. So much so she found herself wondering if it would even fit inside her. The slight curve to the bulbous head of his cock mesmerized her. She’d only been with a few men in her life, but she’d never seen a dick shaped quite like his.
Brandon walked slowly around the chair and drew her into his arms. The feel of his solid body pressed to hers without the barrier of any clothing pulled a soft sigh from her lips. He stared at her for a long moment, a world of emotions she couldn’t begin to define swirling in his eyes, and then he kissed her.
Like every other kiss she’d shared with this man, it was tender, sweet, and filled her mind with ideas she didn’t want to contemplate right now. Those ideas, things like how quickly she could already feel herself falling for him and how she prayed tonight wouldn’t be her only night with him, doubled and intensified when she felt the heat of John’s body press against her back.
Brandon slowly broke the kiss as John’s arms came around her, too. The feel of them behind and in front of her, the sensation of being sandwiched between the solid walls of their bodies, surrounded her with an ecstasy that left her breathless.
Lara saw Brandon’s gaze meet John’s and watched as a look of true contentment overtook his expression. He made a sound that might have been a half laugh and shook his head once.
“I guess there’s no denying it.”
Lara angled her head as she studied him. He’d said the words as if he were talking more to himself than her or John. She felt John bend slightly behind her as he nuzzled his face against the side of her neck.
“Not when it feels like this, man.”
Lara didn’t know what they were talking about and started to ask, but Brandon’s hands slid down between her body and John’s, cupped her ass cheeks, and squeezed.
“Have I told you what a sexy ass you’ve got?”
His question surprised a laugh out of her. “No, I think you’ve failed to mention it.”
His lips stretched in a slow smile. “Well, I’m telling you now. It feels as perfect as it looks, too.”
“Brandon.”
Lara drew her brows together at the warning sound in John’s tone.
“She’s not ready yet.”
“I know. I’ll save that for another time.”
Lara struggled to make sense of their conversation. Not ready for what? Save what for another time?
Another time? At least she now knew they weren’t intending on this being a one-night stand. But what were they already planning for next time?
Her mind reeled with the possibilities, but before she could latch onto any particular one, Brandon’s hands released her butt cheeks and moved to her waist. She saw him glance to his right and nod once as if he’d made some sort of decision before he returned his focus to her.
“Come with me, love.” He laced his fingers with hers as he led her to the table and pushed a chair aside with his free hand. He turned her in his arm, never letting go of her hand, and pulled her back against him. “I want to take you from behind. Is that okay with you?”
She turned her head to look back at him. She didn’t care what he said. He was just too sweet. She’d never been with a man who worried about how she wanted to have sex. “You can take me upside down if that’s what you want.” He chuckled, the sound morphing to a low, rumbling groan when she wriggled in his embrace, grinding her ass against his cock. “I want you inside me. I don’t care how.”
Something moved through his eyes and she got the feeling he was holding back, but it disappeared quickly. He released her hand, placed both of his on her shoulders, and he pushed her gently forward as
he glided them down her back. She braced herself with her hands on the table as she let him fold her over it. She kept her head up, turning it as John walked up beside her. Watching her, he curled his long fingers around his thick shaft and laced the fingers of his other hand in the side of her hair.
“Will you suck me off while he fucks your cunt?”
Lara licked her tingling lips even as her mouth watered profusely in anticipation of the chance to taste him as he’d done to her. Her belly fluttered, pressure building in her womb at the realization she’d soon have a cock in her pussy and another in her mouth. “Yes, I want to suck your cock.”
Behind her, Brandon framed her hips with his hands and then caressed the palm of one hand over her ass. “Spread your legs for me, love.”
Lara widened her stance as his hand traveled down her ass and between her legs. He turned it to cup her pussy and then slid his hand to her inner thigh, smearing the fluid there, too, as he urged her legs to part just a little more.
“You’re so wet.” His tone rang with obvious pleasure as his hand returned to her pussy. He slipped a finger between her sodden folds and pushed it into her channel.
“Ah,” Lara moaned, her hips bucking on their own accord, pushing back against his finger in an attempt to draw it deeper.
“You’re so tight. God,” he growled. “I’m not going to last long once I get inside you, love.”
She doubted she would last long either. It had been more than a year since she’d had sex with anything other than her vibrator. He wiggled his finger inside her, drew it back, and added a second, pushing both side by side into her pussy. Her feminine lips contracted, sucking at his fingers as he twisted them inside her, stretching her inner muscles in preparation of his cock.
“Brandon, please.” She bowed her head as her mind raced with ecstasy. John tightened his fingers in her hair, pulling her head up, and turning it toward him once more. Her gaze locked on his cock, hard and thick in his hand. It pulsed with life as a small bead of semen collected at the tip. Her taste buds exploded, her tongue peeking from between her lips, wanting to lick that bead of pre-cum away, but he wasn’t standing close enough.
Brandon eased his fingers from her cunt and dragged them up her slit and the crack of her ass. She sucked in a breath of surprise, a dart of fear shooting through her system as his fingers grazed over her anus, paused, and circled the forbidden hole once before he pulled his hand away.
He shifted behind her and she felt the engorged head of his cock follow the reverse path his fingers had taken. It slipped between the cheeks of her ass, glided lightly down her crack to her sodden folds, and then, finally, pressed at the entrance of her pussy.
She wanted to look back at him, to tell him to stop taking his time, but John stepped in closer, putting his cock so close to her mouth she could smell his innate male scent, and her thoughts scrambled.
“Take me in your pretty mouth, Lara,” John told her, his voice thick with need.
She opened her mouth, reached out with her tongue to swipe over the bulging head of his cock, and got her first taste of his salty-sweet, bold flavor. She gazed up the muscular lines of his body and saw his head fall back on his shoulders as he growled. Inspired, she parted her lips wider and closed them around the head of his cock as Brandon pushed the head of his dick inside her pussy.
Her inner muscles protested the thick width of his cock for only a moment before relaxing around his shaft, accepting his girth as he eased his dick inside her to the hilt. She felt the base of his body mold to her ass, felt his slow thrust push her body forward, and John’s cock sank deeper into her mouth.
“God, yes.”
Both men said the words in unison, low, breathy sounds of sheer pleasure that sent flares of heat whipping through her system. Her breasts brushed the tabletop, the contrasting coolness of the surface to her heated nipples sending another whip of sensation slashing from her breasts to her pussy.
Brandon pulled his cock back slowly and she mirrored the move with her mouth on John’s dick, taking that moment to curiously explore his shaft with her tongue. His cock flexed in her mouth in raging demand. She found the vein that ran along the underside of his cock, felt it pulse rapidly beneath her tongue, and followed the path it created to the flared skin of his cockhead. When Brandon thrust inside her pussy again, she sank her mouth on John’s cock, swallowing as much as she could of his length before her gag reflex protested the action.
“Baby, your mouth is like liquid silk.” John’s fingers in her hair tightened even more, tugging the strands until the feeling walked the thin line between pleasure and pain. “You’re stealing my sanity.”
“You should be inside her pussy.” Brandon’s voice was tight, as if he were struggling to hold onto his control.
Lara didn’t want his control. She wanted him to lose it, wanted him to pound his cock inside her as she consumed herself with the wild taste of the aroused man in her mouth. She couldn’t tell him so with the head of John’s cock pressing against the back of her throat, at least not with words. She used body language instead, pushing her hips back and gyrating them, grinding her pussy on Brandon’s cock.
“Christ, Lara.” A primal growl left Brandon’s throat. “You keep doing that I am going to fuck you blind, love.”
She managed to smile around John’s shaft and repeated the movement with her hips, her mind screaming for him to fuck her blind. She kept doing it, but despite his glorious threat, he held onto his control. He settled into a slow rhythm that forced her to feel every inch of his cock. The slight curve to his shaft that she’d noted when she’d seen it turned out to be a spectacular advantage. It stroked areas inside her channel she hadn’t known existed, seemed to make it easier for him to find her G-spot, and sent sensations ricocheting through her that destroyed her senses.
She matched his rhythm with her mouth, tightening her lips around John’s shaft as his hold on her hair aided her in bobbing her head up and down his cock.
“Geezus,” John breathed. “That’s it, baby. Suck it nice and hard.”
“Your pussy is so tight around my cock.” Brandon moaned and reached around her body to find her pulsing clit with the pad of his fingers. “Ah, God, I knew once I got inside you it would be like this.”
Their erotic words coupled with the control of their touches sent her body spiraling to the edge. Ecstasy surrounded her, thickened the air, and made it difficult to breathe. She couldn’t have fought off the fiery lace of sensations if she’d wanted to. Electricity sparked, exploded, and sizzled through her head with a dazzling display of color as pleasure tore through her system.
“Come for us, Lara,” Brandon grunted. “Let me feel you explode around my cock.” His fingers went wild on her clit as his thrusts into her pussy gained in momentum and strength to send her over the edge.
Lara came, her scream of pleasure muffled by John’s cock in her mouth, as the orgasm grew claws, tearing its way out of her until it took control of her very soul. Somewhere in the bliss of her release, she heard Brandon find his and tasted John’s as semen spurted from his cockhead and filled her mouth with the thick, hot juice of his pleasure.
Chapter Six
“You never told me what you meant when you said I wasn’t ready yet.” Lara watched as John and Brandon exchanged another of those wordless communication glances they were so good at. “You said another time,” she continued to prod. “It’s been days and that time doesn’t seem to have come.”
She’d come, though, over and over in glorious Technicolor in more ways and positions than she’d known were possible. Between the two of them, John and Brandon never failed at treating her to very creative sex. She’d worried she wouldn’t be able to keep two men satisfied, but neither of them seemed to have a problem. She’d spent time alone with both of them the last few days as well as time with them together. She enjoyed each experience equally, absorbing Brandon’s sweetness and charm while being swept off her feet by John’s many songs and sligh
tly more dominate nature.
Even now, she was basking in the moment in John’s huge bed between him and Brandon. She’d sat up between them, turning so she could see them both as she waited for one of them to answer her question.
“Come here.” Brandon held out an arm and waited for her to curl in against him.
She faced him, spooning her back to John’s front as he nuzzled his face in the side of her neck and spoke softly in her ear.
“That night, when I said you weren’t ready, I was talking about him taking you the way he really wants to.”
Lara drew her brows together, perplexed as she searched Brandon’s handsome face. “I don’t understand. You said you wanted to take me from behind. That’s what we did.” And it hadn’t been the last time. When the three of them were together, they often used that position. It made it easier for her to suck one of their cocks while the other was inside her pussy.
Brandon scooted closer, until the front of his body pressed against hers, sandwiching her between him and John. She’d grown to love it when they did that, as if the three of them were parts of one perfect whole. She enjoyed it even more when their hands started to roam her body as Brandon’s were doing now.
He danced his fingers down her side, pushed his hand between her body and John’s, and cupped her ass. “It was. It is.” His hand moved again, his fingers delving between the cheeks of her ass.
Her breath hitched in her throat as he pulled her cheeks apart and pressed the pad of one finger over her anus. It wasn’t the first time he’d touched her there. He’d sent her mind reeling several times when he’d spread her juices over her anus and gently massaged the forbidden hole while he fucked her pussy. At first, it had scared her, but then she started to realize it heightened her orgasms, made them stronger and even more explosive.
“But this is where I really want to take you,” he said, pushing just a little harder against her anus. “I want to fuck your ass while John is inside your pussy. Would you let me do that soon, love? Would you take both our cocks in your sexy body and let us pleasure you that way?”
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