My mouth watered as I picked up a fork. Scrambled eggs were my favorite.
Jeff poured me a cup of coffee, "It's no non-fat frappuccino with extra whipped cream." He smirked as he slid it over. "But it's better than nothing, yeah?"
"What? Were you a barista?" I asked, amused by the notion. I took a deep sip of the coffee and practically purred.
He nodded, "For a few months, yeah. A side job while in college."
"What were you studying?" I asked.
"Engineering. Guess that's over. How about you?"
"I uh, hadn't made it that far. After graduation- from high school, my best friend Lexa and I were going to spend a year traveling Europe. We made it as far as Virginia. Our cruise ship never left port. After a few weeks, we started trekking it back to Kansas."
Reid looked uncomfortable as he asked, "So what happened to her?"
I guess he thought she died. "She was picked up by the Militia when we were looting some houses. They never saw me; I was in a different house. I wanted to stop them, but there were too many of them. I figured if I could just make it back home; my Dad could help..."
If he is still alive, the unspoken words lingered on the air.
"How about you?" I asked Reid. "What's your story?"
"Fresh out of the army. Did two tours in Iraq. That was enough. I was headed home myself."
"Where is home?" Jeff asked.
Reid looked at me, no doubt thinking about his home and family. "California."
"People waiting for you?"
"I doubt it. Parents died a long time ago. No wife or kids. I do have an older brother. I thought I'd check up on him."
I glanced to Jeff. "Where were you headed?"
He looked sheepish, "To the church. I heard it was safe."
It was my turn to look sheepish. I got him kicked out, ugh. Now where would he go? "Uh...yeah. Sorry about that."
Jeff shrugged. "It's okay. Their rules were dumb anyhow."
"You could come with me. I mean, if you wanted to," I flicked my gaze to Reid, "You too. That is if you're not in a hurry to get to California."
Jeff nodded, "Yeah, why not. Not like I have anywhere else to be."
Reid sat in silence for a moment as he sipped his coffee. "Yeah, okay."
I smiled with relief. Traveling would be so much easier having the protection of two guys.
"But I think we should wait a few days before we head out. You need to get some serious rest and heal up. Kansas is still a long ways away." Reid looked at me matter-of-factly.
I nodded. "Sure. We can stay for a couple of days."
After touring the house and outside buildings, the guys split up to take care of some chores. I wanted to help, but they both insisted that I take it easy. With the way my head was swimming, I was inclined to agree.
The girl who lived there before had several books stacked up on the porch near the swing. I found a couple of blankets and fashioned a bed on the swing, then settled down to read about sparkling vampires.
I awoke a few hours later as the sun was setting. Reid caught my attention out in the yard as he chopped firewood near the barn. He had his shirt off, and I couldn't help but stare at his well-defined chest as he swung the axe into the log, splitting it in two. Damn, he was sexy. I imagined running my hands along his torso, feeling his sinewy muscles beneath my fingers as I pressed my mouth to his.
He glanced up to the porch and smiled. I wiggled my fingers at him, embarrassed that I'd been caught lusting after him.
"Feeling better?" he yelled out.
"Yeah, I think so," I replied, trying to keep my eyes on his. It wasn't my fault the guy had his shirt off, looking all buff and hot.
"Good. Jeff is out back, if you want to find him for dinner."
"Okay." I stood and walked around to the back of the house just as the sun disappeared behind the horizon. Near the back porch, Jeff was cooking something over an outdoor grill.
"Dinner will be ready in a bit if you're hungry."
"Okay, thanks. I think I'll go for a swim." I glanced towards the pond nearby. A wooden dock stretched into the water with a small rowboat floating to the side of it.
"Alright, yell out if you need me."
I went upstairs to gather soap, shampoo, a razor, and a couple of towels to take out to the pond. Once I had everything spread out at the end of the dock, I stripped out of my clothes and jumped in. The water was cool but felt delicious against my bare skin. After I shampooed and rinsed my hair, I noticed Reid heading toward the pier.
I ducked under the water, and as I surfaced, he smirked down at me just before diving into the pond. He surfaced and splashed me, "Oh, now you're shy?" he called out as I tried to swim away from him.
"I'm not!"
"Then where are you going?"
"I was trying to bathe, thank-you-very-much."
"Need some help?" he grinned devilishly.
"I'm pretty sure I can handle a razor."
"Ohhh. Let me help with that," he said as he hoisted himself up onto the dock, dripping water everywhere. I averted my eyes, trying not to look at his nudity as he picked up my razor and shaving cream. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked already."
I blushed deeply as I pulled myself up onto the dock beside him. He filled his hand with shaving cream then slathered it across both my legs. I leaned back and propped myself up on my elbows, feeling as if my heart was going to beat its way out of my chest.
Reid carefully pulled the razor through the frothy cream up the length of my leg, then leaned over and shook the blade in the water. He smiled at me as he repeated the process, "So. You wanna talk about what happened?"
"In regards to..." I was stalling. Blushing.
"You know. The church. Us. Having sex."
"It happened. What is to talk about?" I could feel the heat creeping up my neck and flushing my face with embarrassment.
"You were a virgin," he said matter-of-factly. "And I don't make it a habit of deflowering innocents. So I guess...I'm apologizing. I don't know what got into me that night."
"You don't have to apologize. I could have stopped you, but I didn't," I admitted softly. I didn't want him to feel bad, especially since I enticed him that night by grinding against him.
"Yeah. I guess. Still...," he uttered.
"We both wanted it," I said.
"Yeah. The collective we? I mean, Jeff was there too," he pointed out.
My face turned fifty shades of red. "I don't know! Why are you so keen on talking about it."
"Because I'm sitting here with you naked, shaving your legs...and if you don't stop me, I am going to shave your hot little pussy too." His voice was husky. His eyes narrowed with a sensual glint.
I lost my breath as desire shot through me, a thousand tiny butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I was both nervous and aroused. "I've never done that before."
"You will love it," he said as he finished shaving my legs. "Lay back and spread your legs."
After turning my towel into a makeshift pillow, I laid back and parted my legs. Reid settled in between them and lathered my mound with a generous amount of shaving cream. He took his time, slowly easing his fingers around my pink folds and rubbing the cream against my damp curls. His touch was maddening, causing an exquisite, sensual ache to throb in my clit. More than anything I wanted him to touch me there.
Instead, he deftly worked the razor across the top of my mound, pausing every few strokes to dip the blade into the water. After tapping it against the side of the dock, he would begin again.
I felt like I should say something, to attempt some kind of conversation, but words failed me. All I could do was lie there and try not to orgasm as I watched him shaving my pussy. His face was tight with concentration, though the corners of his mouth tugged up into a slight grin.
Pleasure rippled outward every time he touched my soft pussy. His fingers skated across my silky, creamy folds, pulling the skin tight as he shaved me. Occasionally I'd feel his finger gently sweep acr
oss my clit, his feather-light touch causing my pussy to clench.
After he had finished, he scooped a handful of water from the pond and dribbled it across my newly bare skin, swiping away the last remnants of shaving cream. "You might want to rinse off."
I stared intently at him for a moment or two, waiting for him to make a move. When he didn't, I merely nodded. "Yeah. Okay." I hoped I kept the disappointment from showing in my voice.
"Cannon ball!" Jeff yelled out just before he came out of nowhere and jumped into the pond, splashing us with water. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Come on you two!" he called out from the pond as he splashed us again.
Reid and I jumped in at the same time and spent the next half hour waged in a water battle against each other. It was fun, something I hadn't experienced since the Infected plague began.
After we had pulled ourselves out of the pond and onto the pier, Jeff brought down dinner and a couple of blankets for a picnic. Reid lit some tiki torches and spread the blankets out.
"Cozy out here," I commented. "Are you sure it is safe?"
"Yeah. There is a fence around the whole property. I don't think they can break through it."
"But what about other people?"
Jeff nodded to his backpack nearby, "I brought the guns. We should be okay."
I settled onto a blanket with an oversized beach towel wrapped around me. After we had eaten, each of us opened up a bottle of wine. "A toast to the Langstons?" I proposed as I held up my bottle.
"To the Langstons, wherever they may be," Jeff said solemnly.
"Thank you Langstons," Reid said just before taking a sip straight from the bottle. "You have great taste in wine."
I looked between the two as a blush crept across my cheeks. "I want to thank you both for saving me. You didn't have to. Most people wouldn't."
Jeff looked to me, "I couldn't leave you behind. Especially not after...well. You know." His cheeks flushed.
"Yeah...about that." I wet my lips nervously then took a drink from the bottle. "I'm usually not that kind of girl."
Reid spoke up, "He knows. I told him."
"You told him I was a virgin?" I drew in my breath, abashed.
"Yeah. Sorry. He hesitated for a moment, "We just don't want to make this journey complicated, you know?"
I nodded, "Yeah."
"So we decided something," Reid said just before taking a long sip from the bottle. He passed it to me.
I quirked a brow as I took a drink from the bottle next. "What's that?"
"We will let you choose everything that happens...sexually," Jeff said bluntly.
I coughed, nearly choking on wine, then laughed incredulously. "What!?"
"Yeah. You choose if anything happens, and when. We don't force ourselves on you, but if you make a move, then it's fair game."
My eyes flickered back and forth between them, "You can't be serious. You guys actually talked about this?"
"Yes," Reid replied, his gaze sultry.
With a smirk, I asked, "And if I should choose you both, what then?"
"Then we give you what you want," Reid said casually, just before taking a long drink from the wine bottle.
Tingly molten heat pulsed between my legs. My lower belly clenched and I felt light-headed for a second. I could have them both? At the same time. Like before. Mmmm. Desire became a wild torrent of need, seizing my body. The memory of Reid with his cock buried into my pussy from behind while Jeff sucked on my nipples flashed through my mind. The sensations swirling through me intensified, the need heightened and I couldn't help myself. I wanted them. Both of them, at the same time.
My eyes locked onto Jeff, "Kiss me."
He crawled to where I was sitting and brushed his mouth across mine, flicking his tongue at the crease between my lips. He slid his tongue into my mouth as he lifted his hand to my hair, grasping my curls. His kiss was soft and tender; his tongue danced with mine, colliding and curling, licking and tasting.
I broke the scorching kiss and gulped in the night air, my heart racing with the possibility of what was about to happen. "Kiss me again," I commanded, heady with my new found power over them. As he leaned forward to claim my lips, I dropped my head back and offered him my slim white neck. "Here."
Jeff planted his lips against my skin and placed several small, exploring kisses near the hollow of my throat. The tip of his tongue danced across my flesh, leaving a trail of wet marks across my delicate skin. I rolled my head to the side and locked eyes with Reid. "Lower," I whispered to Jeff while never taking my eyes off of Reid.
Jeff pulled apart the towel that was wrapped around me and exposed my breasts to the night air. My nipples hardened almost instantly. He traced the edges of my areola with his fingertip, causing the sensitive, brown circle to pucker beneath his touch. His mouth hovered over my pert nipple; I could feel the warmth of his breath. He flicked his tongue across the swollen bud, and I moaned. He toyed with the other as he suckled my nipple, the dual sensations causing a wave of moisture between my pussy lips.
Cupping each breast with his hands, he kneaded and pushed them together while thrusting them up. He lavished attention onto one nipple with his tongue, while using the pad of his thumb to stimulate the other. Switching to the other nipple, he grazed his teeth across the protruding bud, slightly chewing on it.
I sucked in my breath through clenched teeth. My head hung back; my long hair fluttered in the night breeze. I groaned loudly, enjoying the feel of his mouth and fingers. When I felt I could take it no longer, I pushed at the top of his head. "Lower," I uttered sensually.
My belly went taut as Jeff ran his hand down my torso, his fingers exploring my every curve. I could feel my wetness growing, and could even smell the musky scent of my arousal. I sought Reid's gaze as I stroked my fingers through Jeff's dark hair, guiding him down. His mouth was everywhere, just beneath my breasts, then grazing across my rib cage. He took his time as he worked his way down my abdomen with his mouth.
Reid stared at me intently; his eyes lit with hot jealousy. I raked my gaze down his suntanned chest, admiring every contour, every sinewy muscle. A line of hair lead from beneath his belly-button down into the towel wrapped around his waist. I desperately wanted to see where it led, to see what was hidden beneath the towel. I had felt his cock before, could remember the fullness of it as it slammed into me from behind... but I had never seen it.
"Take off your towel, Reid. I want to see your cock." I wet my lips then sucked on my lower one, clenching it between my teeth as Jeff pushed my legs apart. I continued to stroke his hair as he settled into a comfortable position between my thighs. The cool night air brushed across my inflamed skin as Jeff teased my slit with his knuckle, barely touching me.
Reid yanked his towel off, exposing his taut, hard cock. It jutted up, swollen and angry. He wrapped a hand around the base and stroked it as he watched Jeff pull apart my pussy lips. A tiny bead of moisture pooled on the slit of Reid's dick, and I wanted to taste it. I wanted to taste all of him, just like Jeff was about to taste me.
"Come here," I beckoned to him with the crook of a finger, my voice low and raspy.
Reid settled in closer, kneeling beside me. He wrapped his hand around my throat and caressed his fingers upward, clasping my chin into his large hand. He held my face as he lowered his. My mouth melded with his, and our tongues collided passionately. I moaned into his depths as I felt Jeff's tongue teasing against my inner thighs.
His kiss tasted of red wine and something indescribable, something uniquely Reid. I moaned again as he probed deeper, his kiss fierce and demanding. Possessive. I curled my hand around his thick erection and stroked him as we kissed. His hand dropped to my breast, and he fondled my swollen nipple.
Jeff ran his fingers through my slippery folds, teasing and taunting me. Anticipation swelled, and I pushed at his head. I wanted to feel his tongue; I ached for it. Finally, he pressed his mouth wide onto my mound, swirled his tongue around my newly shaved skin, t
hen dipped his head lower. His intimate caress was searing, causing my blood to boil with red-hot need.
Reid broke the kiss and pushed me back onto the blanket. His fingers ran along the upper slope of my breast and teased my taut nipples. He scooted even closer, his knees at my head. As he lowered his cock to my lips, I wrapped my fingers around the base of his rod and stroked him towards my willing mouth. He bit down on his lip as I lapped at the tip of his cock, tasting his essence. I made a soft, purring noise as I clamped my lips around his purple, swollen head.
Jeff nibbled on my clit, sucking it into his mouth then rhythmically swirled his tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves. He slid two fingers into my tight, slick entrance. My inner muscles involuntarily clenched around his digits as he started to piston them in and out of my warm pussy.
I swirled my tongue around the head of Reid's cock, tasting his pre-cum as I wet it with saliva. He squeezed my nipple a bit harder as I parted my lips a little wider, taking in his thickness, inch by inch. "Mmmm," he groaned as I relaxed my throat, trying to fit as much of him into my mouth as possible. I cupped his balls and rubbed them gently as I rode his cock with my mouth.
I lifted my hips, pushing myself against Jeff's mouth. I could feel my juices smearing against his face as he tongued my clit relentlessly, softly at first, then more insistent. His lips mashed against my folds, applying pressure as he drove his tongue harder against my clitoris, licking and sucking it into his mouth. His fingers eased in and out of me with abandon.
Reid cradled my head, his fingers entwined in my pond-damp curls as he fed his cock deeper into my mouth. I started to breathe through my nose as my cheeks puffed, full of his enormous erection. I could taste him, that salty-sweet flavor of his pre-cum dripping into my mouth as he slid his cock between my stretched lips. I hummed a soft sound at the back of my throat, a purring, mewing sound that vibrated against the tip of his shaft. His skin was silky and rigid, stretched, with tiny veins running down the length of it. I couldn't get enough. I bobbed my head, trying to fit even more of him into my mouth, slathering my tongue from side to side, and undulating beneath it.
Locking my eyes with Reid, I pulled my head back until just the head of his cock rested on my outstretched tongue. I cupped his balls, toying with them as I licked at the tiny slit at the tip of his cock, pressing my tongue against it. He groaned just before thrusting his engorged shaft back into my mouth.
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