by Maya Banks
Then he began thrusting in earnest, increasing his pace until the force pushed her up the bed. He bent down and nipped sharply at her neck until goose bumps dotted her back.
The throbbing between her legs bloomed and spread outward, radiating to every sensitive region of her body. She loved this dominant side of him, loved that he never once stopped to ask her what she wanted or if what he was doing was okay.
She panted as he rocked against her. She was so close and yet she couldn’t get there. Her orgasm built and built until it was painful in its intensity.
He grasped her hips with both hands, pushed up so her body angled to give him better entry, and he plunged home. She let out a wail as her orgasm cracked and burst around her. It hurt, it pulsed, it was the most exquisite form of torture she’d ever endured.
And it went on and on.
He collapsed forward, coming to rest at the deepest point in her pussy. His chest pressed into her back, and his body melded to hers. A perfect fit.
She arched her ass into his pelvis, not wanting him to leave her just yet. They both heaved as they tried to catch their breath. Finally, he rolled off her, and she immediately felt cold without him covering her.
She mewled softly in protest, and he gathered her in his arms, once again wrapping his body around hers. He kissed her softly.
“Go to sleep, Gracie. I’ll be here. I’m not letting you go.”
Chapter Ten
Gracie woke to the sun shining in the bedroom window. The space beside her was empty, and she smelled bacon cooking. She smiled. Luke must be in the kitchen cooking breakfast.
She stretched and climbed lazily out of bed. Luke’s flannel shirt lay in a heap on the floor, and she reached for it. She slipped it on, leaving it unbuttoned down the front. His scent surrounded her, and she wrapped the shirt tighter around her.
She padded barefoot out of the bedroom toward the kitchen, a wicked smile on her face. She’d tease him with a few glimpses of those nipple rings he loved so much. By the time breakfast was done, he’d be a walking hard-on.
She rounded the corner, letting her shirt gape a bit wider and let out a squeak of surprise. She yanked her shirt closed and stared at Wes who was standing in the kitchen leaning against the countertop.
She started to back up but Wes closed the distance between them.
“I-I didn’t know you were here,” she sputtered.
She gripped her shirt even tighter, sure her face was as red as a stoplight. To her surprise, Luke stood by the stove, his expression one of interest as he watched her.
Wes stopped in front of her and reached down for her hand. He tugged her forward into the kitchen.
“Come on now, Gracie,” he drawled. “You’ve seen me naked. Time for me to return the favor.”
She shivered slightly under his intense stare. “Is this a practical joke or something?”
Wes ran his hand up the lapel of her shirt, nudging it slightly aside until her breasts peeked around the edge.
“No joke. We’ve been friends a long time, Gracie. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, but I don’t think you are. I think you’re as turned on as I am right now.”
She cocked her head in confusion and shot Luke a panicked look.
“Quit dicking with her,” Luke said.
“You want a threesome,” Wes said. “Luke and I want to give you one.”
Her mouth rounded to an O and her eyes widened. Wes’ fingers brushed across her nipples, flicking lightly at the rings.
She looked back over at Luke again to see him staring intently at her.
“If you don’t want this, just say so,” Luke said quietly. “We don’t want to do anything to make you uncomfortable.”
“Wow,” she whispered. “I mean, I don’t know what else to say. You’re okay with this?” she asked Luke.
He smiled. “Who do you think invited Wes?”
“Holy shit.” She shook her head, unsure of whether or not she was dreaming. A threesome. Not with strangers. With two men she trusted implicitly. Two men who cared for her and would make it good. Not much to think about there.
“What do you say, Gracie?” Wes murmured.
She nodded. “Okay.”
Wes nudged her chin up with his knuckle, and she looked into his warm brown eyes.
“I don’t want things to be awkward for us. We’ve been friends too long for that.”
He leaned in and brushed his lips across hers. His goatee rubbed softly on her chin. Bubbles of excitement took flight in her chest. She relaxed against him, and he deepened the kiss.
Her shirt parted as his hands slid underneath the material and cupped her breasts. His thumbs worked over her nipples, and his hands moved down her skin.
Shedding her inhibitions, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, letting her tongue roam playfully over his.
It was a different experience kissing Wes. He was more gentle than Luke but every bit as sensual. If she gave herself time to analyze the situation, she’d likely retreat in mortification, but it felt right.
Wes wrapped his hands around her waist and hoisted her upward until she sat on the countertop.
“Much better,” he murmured.
Her breasts were now level with his mouth, and he took advantage. His tongue rubbed lightly over one nipple. It puckered and her muscles tightened in response.
He cupped her breasts with both hands and held them up for his mouth to devour.
“I never knew you had such a wild side, Gracie. I like it. The rings are hot.”
She moaned as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, his tongue toying with the ring.
“She needs to eat,” Luke interjected.
Wes slowly pulled away, and it was all Gracie could do not to insist she wasn’t hungry so they’d take her to bed. Her stomach contradicted her by rumbling.
Wes lifted her down as Luke set a plate on the table for her. She walked unsteadily to her chair and sank down into it. She pulled her shirt tight around her, suddenly giving up the idea of making Luke crazy. He’d completely turned the tables on her.
The two men sat down on either side of her and proceeded to polish off their plates of food. She managed to nibble down a small amount, but her stomach was in full somersault mode, and she knew she wouldn’t do much justice to her food.
“If you’re done picking at that, I know something we could be doing that’s a whole lot more fun,” Wes spoke up.
She flushed and pushed her plate away. Wes held out a hand to her and pulled her from her chair. Luke walked toward the bedroom, and Wes swung her into his arms and followed.
Wes deposited her on the bed, her shirt falling open. She quickly pulled her shirt off and tossed it off the bed. Wes and Luke stepped back and began stripping out of their clothing. She watched, not missing a single detail.
Her heart beat a little faster as Wes moved toward the bed. His cock was impressive. A size that would make a woman stand up and pay attention. It brought to mind all sorts of yummy questions. Would it fit? How delicious would it feel to accommodate all of him?
Wes grabbed her ankles and pulled her toward the edge of the bed. Her legs fell open, baring her pussy to him. He made a sound of appreciation as he bent his head.
Just the anticipation of him touching her with his mouth had her ready to burst. When his tongue finally rubbed over her delicate folds, she nearly came on the spot.
“You taste as good as you look, Gracie,” he said. “Sweet.”
She arched her back and moaned as his tongue delved deeper. The bed dipped and swayed as Luke climbed up beside her. He bent his head to her breasts, and she cried out as both men tormented her with their mouths.
Wes slid a finger into her pussy. “God, you’re so tight, Gracie. I don’t want to hurt you.”
He left her for a brief moment then his finger slid back into her, gliding easily inside. He smoothed lubricant into her, easing his fingers around the walls of her pussy.
She heard the
crackle of a condom wrapper and the sound of more lubricant being squeezed out. Then the head of his cock butted gently against her entrance.
Luke moved from her breasts to her lips, kissing and sucking at her mouth. His hands feathered over her nipples, tweaking and pinching at the taut peaks.
Wes slid easily into her, and she gasped at the fullness. He came to rest deeply within her, and she struggled to process the bombardment of sensations.
“Am I hurting you?” Wes rasped.
“God no,” she managed to get out.
Never before had she felt this way. Wes was seated deep within her pussy while Luke kissed her, toyed with her breasts. It was the most exquisite pleasure, every one of her most sensitive spots being teased and touched.
Wes began to move, gently at first and then with more force as she arched her hips to meet his thrusts. Her tongue tangled with Luke’s, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close to her.
Wes pulled away from her and ran his hands over her legs. “Turn over on your hands and knees,” he said.
She scrambled over, allowing Wes to position her to his liking. Luke sprawled out in front of her, his cock in perfect position for her to bend down and take it in her mouth.
Gentle hands spread her thighs then Wes mounted her, sliding into her from behind. She closed her eyes and moaned. Luke smoothed her hair from her face as she rocked back against Wes. God, it felt good.
She opened her eyes then slowly lowered her mouth, letting her tongue slide over Luke’s hard cock. His hand tangled in her hair, and he groaned as her mouth closed around the head.
So far the reality of a threesome far surpassed her lame fantasies. Being between two men, their focus solely on her, their hands and bodies touching and pleasing her, it was a ride on the most exhilarating roller coaster.
“Gracie, honey, you drive me crazy,” Wes said in an agonized voice. “You’re so tight, so beautiful.”
“Very beautiful,” Luke murmured below her.
Luke stroked her hair, running his fingers through the strands as she sucked his cock.
“We want to take you at the same time, Gracie. Are you up for that?” Luke asked.
She shuddered, her orgasm lurking so close. Just the image of them both buried in her body had her teetering on the edge.
Wes withdrew, and Luke gently pulled her away from his rigid cock. Then Wes moved to the side of her and lay down on the bed, his legs hanging over the edge and his feet planted on the floor.
He reached for Gracie, his big hands positioning her over his cock. “Ride me, Gracie.”
She let out a moan as she slowly lowered her body onto his erection. He slid in, the friction nearly unbearable. God, he was so big, she didn’t know how Luke would accomplish the feat of taking her too.
“Just relax, sweetheart,” Luke said as he ran his hands over her ass.
She felt the cool shock of the lubricant over the seam of her ass and flinched as Luke slid one finger inside. Wes played with her nipple rings as she held herself still on his cock.
“We’re going to take this slow and easy,” Luke said. “I won’t hurt you, Gracie, I swear it.”
“I trust you,” she whispered.
He eased more lubricant inside her, stretching her slightly with his fingers. After several minutes of stroking and preparing her, he positioned his dick at her tight opening.
“Breathe deep,” Wes said. “Breathe in and relax. That’s it, baby.”
Wes’ fingers found her nipples again, pinching and plucking at them, distracting her from the burning and stretching of her ass.
She gasped as the muscle gave way and Luke penetrated her anus. He stopped and gave her time to adjust before slowly moving forward again. He inched his way into her until finally, she felt his hips press into the flesh of her buttocks.
Both men were fully sheathed within her body. She began to shake uncontrollably.
“Easy, sweetheart,” Luke soothed. “Make it last. Make it good.”
She leaned forward in Wes’ arms, letting him support her weight as Luke began to move inside her. Soon they found a rhythm, moving in unison. They both pressed forward, filling her, stretching her, bringing her unbelievable pleasure.
How she managed to accommodate them both, she’d never know, but she’d never enjoyed herself more than at this moment.
“Are you all right?” Wes whispered close to her ear.
“Very all right,” she replied. She nipped his ear, and he groaned in response.
Wes’ hands slid down her waist, gripping her hips. Luke’s hands grasped her shoulders, and they held her against them, captive to their embrace.
“I can’t last any longer,” she gasped. She fought against the rising tidal wave, but knew she only had seconds.
“That’s good because I can’t either,” Wes said. “Let yourself go, we’ve got you.”
Luke surged forward, burying himself in her deepest regions. Wes bucked upward until she gasped at the pleasure/pain of his penetration.
“Oh God!” she cried.
Her body began to spin out of control. Her vision blurred and she writhed between them, unable to bear the pressure building within her. She erupted with such force that Wes slid out of her.
He grasped her waist with one hand while he used his other hand to position himself between her legs once more.
The two men rocked against her, each straining with their own release.
She screamed. She couldn’t help it. She’d never ever had such a powerful orgasm, and it scared and thrilled her all at the same time.
She fell forward onto Wes’ chest, and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her and soothing her as she fought to catch her breath.
Luke surged against her ass, pressing her harder onto Wes. He slumped against her for a few seconds before easing out of her and rolling to the side.
She lay panting on Wes. She couldn’t move, couldn’t speak even if she wanted to. His hands slid gently up and down her back, and he kissed the curve of her neck.
“You are one incredible woman, Gracie.”
“That she is,” Luke agreed. “I may never walk again after this weekend.”
Wes rolled Gracie to the side, still cradled in his arms. He pulled out of her and started to sit up.
“Let me get cleaned up, and I’ll be right back.”
As Wes got up to discard the condom, Luke pulled her into his arms and tucked her head under his chin.
“Was that good?” he asked.
She stretched and yawned like a contented cat. “I’m not sure I could deal with it if it got any better. Thank you, Luke. I don’t even know what to say. That was fantastic. I can’t believe you went to so much trouble to make my fantasies real.”
“Trouble? More like my pleasure,” he said. “You’re an incredible woman, Gracie.”
Wes climbed on the other side of her and scooted in close. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder and slid his hand down the curve of her waist.
“Rest up, Gracie girl, and we’ll do it all over again.”
Chapter Eleven
Gracie lay in bed between Luke and Wes and stared up at the ceiling. The euphoria around her had yet to dissipate. Her body still felt tingly and alive on the heels of the most fantastic sex of her life.
She glanced over at Luke, unable to control the softening in her chest. The past week with him had been unbelievable. He’d taken their conversations and pieced together her fantasies. He’d made them come alive, and he’d done it because he cared for her.
She wasn’t sure exactly when she’d fallen in love with him. In retrospect, she couldn’t remember a time when she hadn’t felt deeply for him. But the past week had brought it together and shoved it to the forefront. She wanted to be with him.
As if feeling her gaze, he turned his head toward her, his blue eyes glowing with contentment. He reached out a hand to cup her cheek.
“I thought I’d light a fire in the fireplace,” he said.
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bsp; She nuzzled her cheek into his palm. “Hmmm, I’d like that.”
“Give me five minutes and I’ll be back for you.”
She watched as he got up and pulled his underwear on. Then he disappeared out of the bedroom.
A warm hand slid over the curve of her hip, over her belly and up to cup one of her breasts. She closed her eyes, enjoying Wes’ caresses.
He nibbled lightly at the curve of her neck as he fingered her nipples.
“Did I hurt you earlier?” he asked. “I worried I was too big for you.”
She smiled and turned over in his arms. “You won’t find me complaining about your dick size,” she teased. “I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.”
He kissed her lightly, and she felt the penis in question stir to life against her stomach.
“I can’t wait to taste it,” she said in a sultry voice.
“Shit,” Wes muttered. “I can’t wait either.”
“We have about three minutes before Luke is coming back to get me,” she said wickedly. She slid her body farther down the bed until her mouth was even with his erection.
This was the first time she’d gotten this close, and her eyes widened in appreciation. The man was stacked. She licked her lips in anticipation, and Wes flinched beside her.
“God, woman, quit teasing me.”
She laughed huskily and lapped her tongue over the head. He flinched again and dug his hands into her hair. She slid her mouth over him, sucking him deep.
“Oh yeah, baby, suck it. Just like that. Damn.”
She took him as deep as she could, and his breath left him in one long hiss. She pushed him over onto his back and knelt over his hips, shoving her hair out of the way.
She wrapped her fist around the base of his cock and moved her hand up and down with the motion of her mouth.
“Stop,” he moaned. “Baby, stop before I come.”
He pulled gently at her hair until he was free of her mouth. His chest heaved with exertion, and his eyes glittered brightly as he stared at her.