Double Mountain Trouble

by Katerina Cole

  “I did?” Her chest rose with relief.

  He nodded. “I want it, baby. I want to be the first man inside you.”

  “Oh God,” she whimpered. Her knees wobbled with the idea.

  She didn’t know what to do. What to say. Before she could answer, he buried his face between her legs, plunging his tongue between her slit, lapping and sucking at her honey.

  She hissed with pleasure. She pushed herself in his face, abandoning dignity. It felt too fucking amazing too care what they thought. Lee was overcome with intensity. He picked her up, throwing her legs over his shoulders. She leaned back into Tyler’s chest.

  Tyler wrapped a hand around her chest, plucking and twisting a nipple between his fingers. She bucked wildly. She couldn’t believe he held her while Lee gave her the most extraordinary head she’d ever had.

  The familiar buzzing started in her core. The storm was brewing.

  “Ohh, I’m going to come.”

  Tyler’s other hand moved along her spine, before sliding along her backside to that new sweet spot of sensation.

  “Come hard, sweetheart.” He held her so Lee had the perfect angle to sink his tongue inside her pussy.

  Just as the storm was about to rain down on her, she felt Tyler’s finger breach the ring of muscle. There was an electric surge and then he was inside her ass, pumping his finger in and out of her while Lee pried her wide, flicking and sucking her clit.

  She thrashed between them, riding the winds and the lightning of the storm. Tyler’s finger was foreign and taboo, but it felt so good. Too good. She wanted it to go deeper.

  She rocked back into it, sending it farther into her ass and then jerked her hips forward, getting the full heat of Lee’s tongue in her pussy.

  “Oh God. Oh God. Hold me, Tyler. Oh fuck,” she whimpered as the storm clouds unleashed a wicked torrent inside her body.

  Lee pulled her knees to the widest points of his shoulders, thrusting his tongue deep in her walls as Tyler sank his finger all the way in her forbidden zone. She shook and pulsed. The orgasm coursed through her with violent jolts as she muffled the screams in her throat.

  “Come harder, baby. Come so fucking hard.” Tyler pumped in and out of her ass. It was pleasure she’d never felt before. Something so erotic and freeing. Finding desire in a part of her body she had never tested.

  “I can’t stop,” she pleaded. “I can’t…” It spiraled through her until she was exhausted and limp in Tyler’s arms.

  When her body stilled, Lee put her feet on the floor and rose from between her legs.

  He looked over her shoulder to Tyler, who kept her propped against his chest. She didn’t think she was capable of walking anymore.

  “I think someone likes sharing.” He smiled at his friend.

  Tyler kissed her neck. “I think so.”

  Twenty

  Brooke

  She soaked in the hot bath longer than she ever had in her life. The suite had a computerized tub that would keep the water any temperature she wanted. The bubbles piled high around her. She rubbed her body. What was happening to her?

  The guys were downstairs making breakfast for her.

  She didn’t know if it made her feel better or worse that they had left after what she had experienced with them.

  It was intimate and erotic. Tyler had actually penetrated a part of her body no one else had touched. And Lee had looked her in the eyes and told her he wanted it. He actually wanted to be inside her ass. She’d never once thought about having anal sex and now it was all she could think about.

  She sank deeper in the tub. Holy hell. Things were out of control. Or were they finally in control?

  She had something most women would kill for—Tyler Star and Lee Connors. The sexiest, most charming, wealthiest bachelors in Denver. And they wanted her. Not only that—they were alone and isolated. Away from prying eyes and judgement. She could be completely free with them and her body at the cabin.

  Nothing about what happened felt as if it had anything to do with the debt. She played it over and over, searching for signs or red flags, but she couldn’t find any. They had done nothing but given her pleasure. They didn’t ask for anything in return. They hadn’t even gotten undressed. They didn’t demand blowjobs. All they wanted was to make her feel good. Give her more passion and pleasure than most women received in a lifetime.

  The bath felt good. She didn’t know if she was ready for this. Whatever this was.

  She was barely able to talk after her last orgasm. They had offered to make breakfast and all she could do was nod. She had managed to make it to the oversized tub and figured out how to use the computer to set the water temperature.

  Suddenly Brooke wanted everything about her body to be perfect. She stood from the tub and wrapped a fluffy towel around her chest. By tonight she was going to be the woman Tyler and Lee wanted. It was one of the perks of being in a remote cabin. She had hours to make her body soft and silky. Hours to pamper herself and put on that sexy lingerie. They sure had stocked her wardrobe with silk, lace, and leather.

  Twenty-One

  Brooke

  She held her breath. Everything was in place. Her legs were waxed. Her nails were painted. Her long blond locks were layered in waterfall curls. Her makeup had never looked like this. She’d never felt like this.

  She stood in front of the mirror, waiting for the right time to go downstairs. Waiting for the moment to tell her men she was ready to accept what they had to offer.

  After dessert last night, and breakfast this morning, she was certain of her decision.

  She started her descent down the winding staircase. In thirty seconds they would know. They would know she had done all of this for them. She was giving herself to them. Every part of her. Everything they wanted.

  It had taken two weeks to reach this moment, but she knew without a doubt she wanted this. She wanted Tyler and Lee.

  She wanted to live in the cabin in their fantasy world.

  Brooke took a final glance at the gold strappy heels with the sharp points wrapped around her ankles. They were sexy as hell. If they didn’t scream “sex vixen” nothing did. She hit the final step and her gaze drifted upward.

  Her eyes landed on Lee then darted to Tyler.

  “Fuck,” Tyler growled.

  She bit her lip, trying not to ruin the lip gloss she had so carefully applied.

  “Double fuck,” Lee echoed.

  They walked toward her.

  They were imposing. Walls of athletic lean muscle headed her way.

  “This is the dress you bought for me, isn’t it?” she asked innocently.

  Lee’s gaze dropped to her breasts. Dress tape held the fabric to her skin. She couldn’t wear a bra with the low cut. Tyler’s eyes raked up her thigh. The dress hugged under her ass where another piece of tape was strategically applied by the stylist the spa sent to her.

  Tyler inhaled. “You look fucking edible, Brooke.”

  “Tell us this means what I think it means,” Lee pleaded.

  She reached forward, grazing the side of his chiseled jaw. Her other hand reached toward the broad plane of Tyler’s chest. She wanted to know their bodies, the way they had explored hers. This was the beginning of something incredible.

  “Yes,” she answered. She felt the power surge through her. The control. Her inner goddess surging to the surface, knowing these men wanted her beyond measure.

  Tyler looked at Lee. “I guess the incoming blizzard doesn’t seem like such an important dinner topic, does it?”

  He shook his head. “Who gives a shit about a blizzard. Look at her.”

  Brooke interrupted them. “Before we take one more step, I need answers. I want specifics, boys. I want to know how this works. How is this even possible?”

  Lee blinked, his long eyelashes making his eyes sparkle. “Baby, do you need me to draw you a diagram of how the three of us are going to fuck?”

  Her eyes widened. “I don’t think so.” Her inner streng
th was starting to fade. She was completely out of her element. They were sex gods and she was a brand new sex kitten. “I meant, is this just sex to you? How do the three of us handle it? It feels like more to me. But you both know I’m inexperienced. I don’t want you to use that against me.”

  Tyler snaked an arm around her waist. She could tell he was out of patience. “It’s not just sex. It’s everything.” He brushed his lips over hers. “And we will show you everything. Trust us.”

  She whimpered wanting his lips badly. She was already addicted to his kisses.

  “If you’re giving us what I think you’re giving us, it’s not sex, Brooke. It’s a relationship. Our relationship.” She didn’t expect Lee’s words.

  “I want you both. I know that much. And last night…this morning…I want you together. I feel it strongly. I know now it’s not one or the other. It has to be both.”

  “Good girl,” Tyler whispered. “We’ll make you feel good. So fucking good.”

  The tingling shot down her spine, straight to her core. She was wearing a pair of panties that cost two hundred dollars. She wasn’t interested in soaking them before they made out of the hallway, but it was unavoidable.

  “And what do you get out of it?” she asked. “There has to be a catch.”

  Lee shook his head. Tyler deposited her in his arms next. “No catch, baby. This works for us.”

  “But how?” she questioned. These men were everything. How could they possibly be ok sharing her?

  “Fucking you together is everything to us. Making you come. Giving you sex like you’ve never had it. Together we are better than any man you’ve ever had. And you’ll never want another one. We swear.”

  “And you don’t get jealous?” she pried.

  Tyler chuckled. “Jealous? Come on. Watching my best friend fuck the woman I’m crazy about and making her happy is a turn on. And knowing I can do the same thing. Sweetheart, it’s the best kind of porn there is. I can hear you. Taste you. Feel you, while he fucks you. It’s the sweetest deal there is. And shit, when you get involved and want us to watch…” he inhaled sharply. “Just wait. You’ll want us to watch you. You’ll be so turned on you’ll come twice as hard.”

  “Oh God.” Her knees buckled.

  “I’ve got you.” Lee held her up. “Maybe it’s a little too soon for all this. Tone it down, Tyler. We need to take it easy with her. One step at a time. Let’s let her ease into it before we scare her.”

  She shook her head. “No. I need to know. I want to know what I’m asking for. So, tell me. Tell me.” She was eager for all the information. “I want to know everything.”

  “What else do you need to know?” Lee asked. She felt better with him holding her.

  “You two?” She looked at them. “Do you…you know…do I have to watch you?”

  Tyler’s face recoiled. “Hell no. Absolutely not.”

  Lee laughed. “Fuck no. What he means is our attention is one hundred percent on you. Giving you what you want, is what we want. You are the focus, baby. You’ll see.”

  Brooke lowered her eyes. She tried to imagine what it would be like. Tried to picture having sex with two men at the same time. These two men, who were basically the most perfectly physical specimens on the planet.

  “I think I’m scared,” she whispered.

  “You don’t have to do anything tonight. Let’s have some dinner. We can talk about it later,” Lee suggested.

  They strolled into the large living room. The fireplace came to life with a roaring fire. Tyler wrapped his arms around her from behind.

  She leaned into his strong chest. “But this feels good,” she whispered.

  “Does it?” he asked.

  “Mmhmm. I like being between you both. I love it, actually. I want it. I don’t want to be scared of tonight. I want to learn more. Please teach me.”

  Lee’s eyes lit. “I have an idea to help ease you into this before we take you to bed.”

  “What’s that?” Tyler asked.

  “Take off your panties, Brooke,” Lee demanded.

  Her eyes widened. “But they’re special. They are for tonight. For both of you.”

  “Stay here.” He jogged up the stairs and returned a few minutes later. He opened his palm.

  Brooke stared at his hand. “What is that?” It was bright purple and shaped like a large marker.

  “It’s a dildo for your ass, baby.” He was matter of fact about it.

  She blinked. “A what?”

  Tyler wrapped his hands tightly around her waist. “We’re going to fuck you with it.”

  “But I thought…don’t you just want to, you know…the natural way?”

  Lee held it forward for her to see it. “Tyler told me how tight your ass is. I don’t know that it can all happen tonight. I’m not the kind of man who likes to back down from a challenge, but I want you to love it when I take it. So, take off those expensive panties we paid for.”

  Brooke reached under the cocktail dress and shimmied them over her knees and off the stilettos. They were the most beautiful underwear she’d ever worn. Part of her was sad they wouldn’t get to see her in them, but what they offered was too exciting.

  “Now what?” she asked.

  “We’re going to have cocktails. Have dinner. A normal night at home.”

  “Wait, what?” she squeaked.

  “Yeah, what?” Tyler barked. “I had something else in mind.” His eyes lit with fire for Brooke.

  Lee handed the wand to his friend.

  “Don’t worry. Tonight, is all about Brooke’s pleasure. We’re going to take turns. We’ll pass it back and forth like a baton.” Lee smiled.

  “I like it.” Tyler slapped him on the back. He guided Brooke toward the door.

  The guys clearly knew what was going on, but she had no idea what this secret language was. They were on another sexual level and she was worried she’d never match their prowess.

  “But I’ve never. How am I supposed to handle this?” Brooke squealed.

  “Are you wet right now?” Lee asked. “Wet thinking about us fucking you?”

  She nodded. She couldn’t deny what their words did to her.

  He pulled her into a narrow back hallway that led to the kitchen. It was dark without the lights on. She didn’t know what would happen when she took another step.

  “Spread your legs,” he commanded.

  Brooke didn’t hesitate. If she did she’d lose precious seconds.

  “Now show us how wet you are. Touch yourself.”

  “What?” Her eyes grew wide.

  “You heard him,” Tyler echoed.

  She bit her lip, watching their eyes follow her fingers as she dipped them between her legs. She sighed as she tried to ease the ache in her pussy. She’d never done anything like this. But it seemed as if her entire experience with Tyler and Lee was about pushing boundaries.

  “Ohh,” she cried, realizing her clit was beyond sensitive. Her nipples hardened under their stares.

  “That’s enough.” Lee glared at her.

  “Fuck. You’re hot, baby.” Tyler licked his lips.

  She held her fingers forward, Lee sucked them into his mouth, groaning. “You have the sweetest honey.”

  “Bend over a little, sweetheart,” Tyler coaxed. “Let’s see what you can do with this toy.”

  Her heart beat wildly. It felt like each second was a minute. Her body was heavy with passion and fire for them.

  She pressed her palms flat against the wall. Tyler Lee the dildo over her pussy, coating it in her juices. He slowly drew a line from her clit to her backside. He pressed the tip of it against her ass.

  “Oh God,” she whimpered. “Please.”

  She wanted to feel the electricity spread through her. She wanted it deep inside her. She knew how good it would feel once it was inside her.

  Tyler pushed it against the tight ring of muscle. She clenched.

  Lee tipped her chin forward. “It’s going to take a lot of practice to ge
t this right. And we aren’t going to bed tonight until you fuck this dildo properly. But you have to relax. Let him inside your ass, now.”

  She nodded. “I want it now. Please, Tyler. Please.” She wiggled.

  He pushed it deeper and she felt the ring burning with pain.

  He groaned. “So fucking tight. Damn it. I want you, baby. This is so hot right now.”

  Lee kissed her. “You look stunning, by the way. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

  She relaxed into his lips and she felt the tip probe farther. She sighed, loving the depth Tyler took with it. He pumped it in and out.

  But just when it started to feel amazing, Tyler pulled it from her and tossed it to Lee. They twirled her around to face the doors to the kitchen, pulled the hem of her dress to cover her bottom just as they led her forward.

  “Ready for some appetizers, brother?” Lee joked.

  Tyler grinned. “Fuck yes.”

  Twenty-Two

  Lee

  He tucked the dildo inside his jacket pocket. He grinned, stepping into the kitchen with Brooke on his arm. Tyler disappeared into dining room, presumably to grab the first round of drinks. That little stunt in the hallway had made him so hard, he wanted to kiss Brooke breathless.

  “You ok?” He leaned over to her.

  She nodded. Her cheeks were flush. He could tell her breathing was erratic. She was already so close to coming.

  “Did you like it or not?” He wanted to know if they had already gone too far.

  She nodded again. “I want more. I can handle it. I know I can.” She grinned up at him. “Maybe more vodka?” she suggested.

  “Did someone say vodka?” Tyler appeared with three tall shots.

  “Cheers.” Lee tipped his forward as they toasted and drank in big gulps.

  Brooke’s eyes looked bright. She bit her lip in that ridiculously cute and sexy way she had.

  “Here.” Lee shoved his empty glass in Tyler’s hand. “I’m going to see if I can help Brooke with some numbers.”