by Ana Vela
A cabin sided in cherry panelling hid beneath the deck. Annie gripped the door handle to the little room as the boat undocked and they began to sail away from the riverbank. As she opened the door all the way, she froze. Adrien stood by a double bed that took up most of the room. She heard the door close behind her and felt Louis’ hands on her hips from behind.
Adrien approached her and swept a loose lock of hair from her face. “There will be three of us tonight, Annie. Are you OK with that?”
She stood rigid a moment, double guessing what she’d heard. She moved her lips, but nothing came forth. “Yes,” she managed, on her second try.
Louis’ lips found her neck as Adrien began to kiss her, undemanding at first. Then he pulled her close, pressing himself against her. She was thankful for the wine that had loosened her reserve. Louis unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, exposing her to Adrien. He cupped her breasts and kissed her with more intent, enjoying the feel of her hard nipples under his fingertips. The touch of four hands on her quickly unravelled her, and she forgot her inhibitions quickly.
She loosened the button of Adrien’s pants, kissing his chest as Louis’ hands roamed her. She felt his hard cock firm against her ass as he stepped closer. Adrien sighed as she took him in her hands and rubbed him, and she kissed her way down his chest. It had only been five hours since she’d felt him inside her in the kitchen, but it felt like longer.
“Yes, suck him,” Louis encouraged her, holding back her hair as she took Adrien in her mouth. She sucked him hard, holding the base of him with her hand. She felt Louis’ eyes on her, watching as her lips curled around the other man and heightened his arousal.
Adrien guided her out of his mouth and took her hand at his waist. “On the bed, Annie,” he ordered her. He sat down on the mattress and pulled her to sit in front of him, then pulled her back a little. He held both of her breasts firmly as Louis dropped to his knees and spread her legs, then kissed his way from her ankles to the tops of her thighs. She tensed at his light touch, and let her head press into Adrien’s chest. Louis’ lips and tongue swirled around her, flicking and then sucking as she stared at the cabin ceiling, wondering how this had all become possible. His fingers entered her as he teased her, licking and kissing until she felt pleasure bloom and flower between her legs.
She felt Adrien hard against her back. He stared down at Louis’ head between her thighs, and at her nipples as he pushed her breasts together. She didn’t want Louis to stop, but he pulled away, kissing her thighs again. Adrien gently nudged her forward and stood up, then motioned for her to move to all fours on the bed. She took Louis in her mouth as Adrien found her from behind, and traced her opening with his fingers. She felt the soft glide of his fingertips, slick from her wetness. He pushed two fingers inside her as she sucked Louis harder, cupping his balls with her hands and running her tongue along his shaft.
As he penetrated her faster, she felt a growing need for both of them and arched her back to open herself more for him. He pushed deeper, rubbing against her walls and easing her farther from restraint. She moaned at the sensation of Adrien’s firm cock against her, sliding over her open body and waiting to enter her. He eased in slowly, then quickened, rocking his hips against her. She released Louis from her lips as Adrien’s thrusts filled her, and she pushed against him to take in more of him. Louis held her breasts that hung like teardrops under her as Adrien continued to drive into her. She watched as Louis replaced her mouth with his hand, jerking his cock and staring as Adrien filled her.
She was surprised when he withdrew before coming. He eased off the bed and took her hand, leading her to a pull-down ledge opposite the desk. She climbed onto it, resting on the edge while Adrien held her steady. Louis parted her legs and rubbed his shaft over her wet pussy until Annie grasped his hips and urged him to enter her. He was a little thicker than Adrien, and she moaned at how he stretched and fulfilled her. He thrust into her as fast as Adrien had, with his eyes intent on consuming her opening part for him. She liked Adrien, but adored Louis, she decided silently.
Adrien sucked her nipples as Louis pleasured her with his thick cock. He found her clit wet and pulsing above Louis’ shaft and circled it with his fingers. Her body stiffened at the dual intensity of their touch and thrust, with four hands holding her breasts and rubbing her as she gasped and exhaled. The bliss gripped her until she overflowed, and her tunnel of focus flashed white as it rippled over her. The sight of her body wrought with pleasure pushed Louis over his summit of self-control, and he came, gripping her hips.
As Louis released her, Adrien took her hand and twirled her around, bending her forward. He ran his fingers over her wet opening before entering her. He thrust into her rapidly, gripping her waist as she shook from the force of his movement. He pulled her head back to run his lips along her neck, then came, digging his fingers into her shoulders.
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Annie sat in her crumpled dress on the sofa in the villa, trying to comprehend how the night had unfolded. At first she’d felt self-conscious and awkward, but in the end, the experience had been...she tried to pin down the word. Liberating, she decided. It had felt liberating to have two men focused on her pleasure. The card game hadn’t matched her theme: she’d felt held to a task, not spoiled. But the threesome had left her spoiled for choice.
The alcohol still swam through her blood, making her tired and dizzy. She stood up from the sofa and walked to bed, kicking off her shoes as she went.
As she lay in bed and sleep crept up on her, images of Pedro and Louis flashed under her eyelids. The two men merged, and both made love to her. Adrien hovered in the background but then faded. She woke with a jolt at the sensation of falling and sat up. She took a gulp of water from a glass by the bed and settled into the covers again. She tried to understand the attraction to the two men, and what it was, beyond looks, that she’d been so drawn to. She turned over, trying to name it and remember it. Her book needed it: her heroine needed a man who was just as irresistible.
She woke to bright sunlight and a hangover. The events of last night were absent and then invaded her memory rapidly. Her head whirled as she stretched and threw her legs over the bed. She chugged glasses of Evian water from the fridge, thinking of Louis again. She ran a bath and took three painkillers, listening to her stomach gurgle for food.
As the water softened her skin and wrinkled her fingers, she realized that whatever she had made her want something else. Pedro had pampered her, but she’d wanted him to dominate her. She’d had the luxury of two men touching her until she climaxed, but now she only thought of Louis. She wanted to know him, and break the game. She felt irritated at herself, with the niggling sensation that she may be nothing but a traditionalist in bed. A woman who wanted just one man: a man she knew.
She texted Kate: I want Louis. Alone.
Half an hour passed, and she gave up drumming her fingers on her lap and waiting for a reply. The city waited outside, calling her. She pulled on flats and threw another bottle of water into her purse, hoping her headache would ease enough for her to enjoy a day downtown. It wasn’t until she was on the last step outside the front door that she felt her purse vibrate again.
I knew you’d want Louis. Sorry, you can’t have him. Both men left town this morning. How about writing something?
Annie sighed, resigned to the situation. Paris had been an even more amazing experience than she had anticipated. She was flooded with thoughts and desires for both men, and for the night she had.
“Halfway through my little European adventure…” Annie mused to herself. “I can’t even imagine what Kate has in store for me next…” Her thoughts trailed off as she smiled to herself, amused and intrigued by the possibilities that awaited her in her next destination.
To be continued
About the Author
Ana Vela is romantic at heart. Living in Brooklyn with her husband, two sons, and a puppy, she finds time to sneak away at night and live out her fant
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