by Becca Van
Dirk making love with her.
She moved up and down on him, panting and moaning as his cock caressed along her wet walls. The sensations were sublimely wonderful, and she wasn’t sure she’d ever get enough. Already she could feel the pressure beginning to build, and while she wanted to ride him to completion, she didn’t want this moment to be over too fast. This was her first time making love with Dirk and she wanted to savor it. She wanted to be able to look back and remember this special time in her life and hoped he’d do the same.
The only warning she had was a brushed of an arm against her back and a popping sound. She moaned when Emmet caressed a hand down her back then gripped one of her butt cheeks.
Dirk was still holding her other cheek and though she should have felt a little embarrassed to have her anus exposed, she didn’t care. She was too caught up in the sensations of Dirk’s dick gliding in and out of her pussy.
A shudder ripped up her spine and she froze when Emmet pressed a cool, wet finger against her ass.
“Just relax, love,” Emmet whispered against her ear. “I won’t hurt you.”
Jodi shook her head but had no idea why since she wasn’t saying no to Emmet. She closed her eyes and dropped her forehead onto Dirk’s shoulder as she tried to process what was happening.
“What are you—” Dirk pressed his lips to hers, cutting her off.
“Don’t you like what Emmet’s doing to you, sweetie?”
She felt him tense as he awaited her answer. It wasn’t that she didn’t like it. In fact, she was surprised and shocked over how good it felt to have Emmet’s finger tickling her asshole. She’d never known how many nerves were back there, though what he was doing to her was carnally dirty and so intimate she was blushing, she couldn’t lie to them.
“I-I do l-like it.”
“Thank fuck,” Emmet said.
She whimpered when he breached her ass with the tip of his finger and twisted it around in her hole. When he started pumping that finger in and out of her asshole, gaining depth, the urge to move on Dirk’s cock returned.
Jodi gripped his shoulders, lifted and sank down onto his hard dick. She bit her lip, trying to keep the guttural noises bubbling up in her chest to a minimum, but Dirk pulled her lip from between her teeth and she moaned.
“Don’t hide from us, sweetie.” Dirk rolled a nipple between his finger and thumb. “You’re so fucking beautiful like this. Let go of all that control, Jodi. We won’t let you fall. We’ll catch you and keep you safe.”
Tears burned her eyes. No one had ever said that to her before. No one had ever been there to back her up or for her to lean on when she needed to. She nodded as she stared into his intense brown eyes and for the first time in her life, she let go of the control she’d kept around herself.
Emmet sucked and kissed the skin at the crook of her neck as he increased the pace of his thrusting finger. Liquid desire melted low in her belly. Her clit throbbed along with the beat of her heart and the coil inside began to wind tight.
Dirk lifted her then slammed her down onto his dick. She dug her nails into his flesh and hung on for the ride.
Tension hardened her muscles and cream dripped from her pussy.
She tried to move in sync with Dirk, but he was moving faster than she’d ever been able to. The wet frictional glide of his cock in and out of her pussy had her hovering on the edge of rapture, and though she reached for the crescendo, she couldn’t seem to fall over.
She groaned when Emmet withdrew his finger from her ass, but then he was back with two. There was a slight stinging pain but it just seemed to add to her pleasure. The muscles in her belly tautened and she moaned as she teetered on a razors edge to bliss.
Dirk leaned forward, opened his lips over hers, delving deeply into her mouth with his tongue while tweaking and plucking at first one nipple then the other. The back of his other hand brushed over her stomach then his finger was on her clit, rubbing the engorged nub.
Emmet stroked his fingers in and out of her ass and then he speared them into her back entrance deeply.
That was all it took to send her flying. Dirk released her lips, she gasped in a breath and screamed as she came. “Ah! Dirk!”
Jodi felt as if her soul burst from her body and soared to the heavens as she imploded. She trembled and quaked as she was battered from everywhere with nirvanic glory so powerful, she didn’t know which way was up or down.
Dirk pounded his dick into her twice more, and the third time he shoved in deep and ground his pelvis into her with a shout. “Jodi!”
When she came back to herself she was slumped against Dirk, her breathing harsh and choppy as she tried to get her equilibrium back. She snuggled into his chest as he hugged her to him. One of his hands smoothing up and down her back as he crooned nonsense to her.
She didn’t remember Emmet removing his fingers from her ass or moving away from her, but she could no longer feel his body heat behind her. Several aftershocks wracked her body, and when the last one faded, she opened her eyes and blinked surprised to find herself draped over Dirk’s big muscular body with him lying on the mattress beneath her. She’d been so lost in euphoria she hadn’t even known he’d moved.
Jodi smiled, kissed Dirk’s chest, then raised her eyes to meet his. There was so much emotion in his eyes as they stared at each, she felt her heart swell with warmth.
She felt a connection to Walt and now Dirk after making love with them, and though the feelings filling her heart and soul were a little frightening, she didn’t want the feelings to end. She wanted to have the same bond with Emmet and hoped that he did, too.
Although she had no idea what any of the feelings were or meant, right now she was too satiated to analyze them, but then again she didn’t really need to.
Jodi knew she was falling in love with Walt, Dirk, and Emmet. If they hurt her, broke her heart, she had an inkling it would feel as if they’d ripped her heart right of her chest and she’d never be whole again.
Chapter Twelve
“That was amazing, sweetie.” Dirk kissed Jodi lovingly on the lips. “I almost passed out.”
“You did?” she asked.
Dirk nodded, smiled, kissed her again, then rolled them to their sides.
Emmet gripped his hands tightly together so he didn’t pluck their woman from his brother’s arms. They needed time to bond emotionally after making love, but he was so famished for her, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could wait. Finally, Dirk got off the bed, gathered his jeans and left the room.
Without conscious thought, he maneuvered closer to her and spooned her from behind. She sighed and gazed at him over her shoulder. She frowned. “Are you okay, Emmet?”
He loosened his hold on her when she turned in his arms to face him. He rolled onto his back, draped an arm over his eyes as he tried to bank the starvation running through his blood.
Goose bumps raced over his skin when her small, warm hand landed on his chest, and he inhaled raggedly. When she pulled her hand from his skin and moved away from him he opened his eyes and looked at her. She was frowning and looking worried.
He sat up, laced his fingers with hers and squeezed. “I want you so much, love. I don’t know if I can be gentle.”
“Then don’t.”
He shook his head. She had to be tender, and he didn’t want to cause her any discomfort by being too rough with his eager aggressiveness.
“I already told Dirk that I’m not some delicate damsel. You and your brothers haven’t caused me any pain to date, and I know you’d never intentionally hurt me. I might not be experienced with sex, but I know that it isn’t always slow and gentle.”
“Making love,” Emmet said.
“What?”
“My brothers and I aren’t just having or going to have sex with you, Jodi. We make love to you.”
She blushed and nodded. “Making love then. I want to make love with you, too, Emmet, but do you mind if I have a shower first?”
“’C
ourse not.” He rolled to his feet, turned to face her, and held his hand out. She scooched across the mattress, clasped his hand, and he helped her up. Emmet was tempted to lift her into his arms and carry her to the bathroom, but he was worried if he put his hands on her sexy naked body he was going to break the bounds of his leash and pounce on her.
He reached into the shower, turned the water on, and stepped in under the cold spray hoping the cooler temperature would help temper the hungry heat coursing through his body. His dick felt harder than it had ever been in his life, and he was of a mind to jerk himself off to get some relief before he made love to Jodi, but he didn’t want her thinking he didn’t want her, either.
When steam started to rise, Jodi stepped into the shower with him. He spun to watch her as she wet her hair. She had her eyes closed, her head tipped back and his heart clenched. She was so fucking beautiful, she got to him like no other woman ever had. Although he knew it was way too soon to make any declarations, he yearned to tell her how much he loved her. Instead, he sighed, grabbed a sponge, squirted some liquid soap onto it, and started washing her.
Emmet tried to keep his touch clinical, and he made sure he didn’t touch her skin with his own. After he’d finished bathing her, he washed himself quickly and was just reaching for the taps to turn the water off, but he ended up pressing his palm to the tile. His knees wobbled and his legs almost buckled when she gripped his dick and started stroking him.
He loved having her hand on his cock. Her caresses eased the ache in his dick but also intensified it. Gritting his teeth and trying to think about what he’d been doing at work helped him keep his lustful urges at bay, but when he felt her tongue licking over the head of his cock, the gig was up.
Emmet hooked his hands under her armpits, tugged her to her feet, spun her to face the tile wall, clasped her wrist, and pressed her palms against the tiles. “Stay!” was all he managed to bark out as his control fractured.
Thankfully, she didn’t take umbrage to him ordering her about so rudely and brusquely.
He skimmed his fingers over her arms, shoulder and down her back toward her ass. He grasped the fleshy toned globes, massaged them, and let go. He gripped her hips, pulled her ass up higher into the air and she must’ve figured out what he was doing because she spread her feet wider apart, arched her back and shoved her ass toward him.
He growled his approval, reached between her legs and tested to see if she was wet. He groaned when he found her folds soaked with her honey and he drove a finger up into her cunt. She was so fucking hot and tight and he couldn’t wait to bury his dick inside her balls deep.
He wanted to make her burn, take his time with foreplay and build her up so that she was as hot and needy as he was, but if he didn’t get his cock inside of her in the next moment he felt as if he’d die.
Emmet pulled his finger from her pussy, grasped the base of his cock, notched the head to her entrance, and as he pushed in, he held her shoulder for leverage.
She moaned and he groaned.
Even though he wanted to spear his dick into her hard, fast, and deep, he had the wherewithal to ease his way in, rocking his hips forward and back as he inched into her hot depths.
He felt her muscles tighten, and then she shoved her ass back toward him, enveloping his cock to the root in her snug body.
He panted and ground his teeth down so hard he was sure he was going to wear his teeth down to nubs as he tried to govern his carnal hunger, but then she wriggled her hips and deliberately squeezed those tight muscles around his shaft.
Emmet lost any semblance of the control he had left.
* * * *
Jodi curled her fingers into the tiles, trying to anchor herself as her world turned upside down.
Emmet’s fingers dug into her shoulder and hip, gripping her firmly as he rammed his hard dick in and out of her pussy. The heated friction as his cock caressing her walls was so intense she was shaking. Her legs were trembling and felt weak, but she locked her knees so she didn’t fall. There was so much pleasure she wasn’t sure she’d survive it, but she didn’t care. It felt so good she never wanted it to stop.
He released her shoulder, cupped and kneaded a breast, then squeezed her nipple to the point of pain, but it didn’t hurt. The slight bite only added to the carnality of their love making.
She’d never felt so primal, so animalistic in her life. Her whole body was one big mass of nerves. Heaviness invaded her womb. Her clit was tender and throbbing and felt so engorged she was sure one touch to the distended nub would send her careening toward the stars.
He released her breast and his hand disappeared from sight. She heard a slurping sound and then he was pressing a saliva slick finger to her asshole.
“Oh!” she moaned, pressing back into him.
“Fuck yeah,” he said hoarsely as he penetrated her ass with his thumb.
“More!” she demanded.
“More?” He nipped her earlobe then suckled on it. “You want me driving my dick into you hard and fast, so deep you’ll never get me out?”
“Yes!” She whimpered when he pumped his thumb into her ass as far as it would go. Jodi spread her legs wider, and after he slid his dick into her a few more times she had his rhythm down and started moving with him.
“That’s it, love. Move that sexy ass.” He thrust his thumb faster and harder in counter stroke to his cock. He scraped the edge of his teeth down over the tendon in her neck and she shivered. “Rub your clit for me and make yourself come, Jodi.”
She hesitated because she’d never touched herself before, let alone with someone watching her or knowing what she was doing.
“Come on, love. I’m getting close. I want to feel you covering my cock with all that sweet cream.”
She swallowed, nodded, braced her weight on one hand and reached down. At first she was shy and ran the tip of her finger around her clit in light circles, but when she touched a particularly sensitive spot and fire shot from her nub into her pussy and deep into her womb, her timidity faded.
Jodi added another finger to her slit and caressed her clit hard and fast.
Her insides melted and tension invaded her muscles. Once more the pressure grew and the spiral inside wound tighter and tighter until she was right on the cusp of ecstasy.
“I can’t hold back,” Emmet said in a growly voice. “I’m gonna…”
“Emmet!” Jodie screamed as she catapulted from the edge of the cliff and shot up toward the stars. This time there were no bright lights, but instead all she saw was a velvety blackness. Her whole body quivered and vibrated with rapturous elation so profound it brought tears to her eyes.
Her legs wobbled and her knees gave out, and she felt herself falling. She had no fear that she’d hurt herself, and Emmet caught her in his strong arms. She vibrated with blissful reverberations until finally the ecstasy waned. Her chest rose and fell with rapid panting breaths ‘til at last she her breathing slowed along with her speeding heartbeat.
She opened her eyes and giggled when she noticed neither of them were standing any longer. Emmet’s softening cock was still lodged inside her pussy, and they were down on the floor of the shower. Emmet was sitting on his folded legs and she was sitting on his lap while rubbing his hands over her body. She sighed with content satedness.
He grasped her chin between his thumb and finger, turning her eyes toward his. “That was…” He shook his head lost for words.
“Leg shaking, mind blowing bliss?”
“That and more.” He leaned forward and kissed her.
Jodi twisted her upper body toward him, looped an arm around his neck and kissed him back.
He drew back and eyed her body over then met her gaze with a frown. “Did I hurt you, love?”
“No,” she replied.
Emmet nodded, wrapped an arm around her just beneath her breasts, then shoved to his feet taking her with him. She moaned and shuddered when his dick slipped from her body and his seed dripped down onto her thighs
. Picking up the sponge and the shower gel, she quickly washed, rinsed the loofah, poured more soap onto it, then she washed Emmet.
She took her time delighting in the differences between his body and her own, then they both rinsed off. Emmet turned the water off as she stepped out onto the bathmat. She startled when she saw Walt and Dirk in the bathroom waiting for her. Walt held a towel open then wrapped it around her. Dirk came forward and started drying her hair.
Jodi closed her eyes and let them tend to her as weariness washed over her. She couldn’t believe she was tired again, after sleeping yesterday afternoon and most of the night away, but she guessed she’d used up a lot of energy making love with three men, one after the other.
She’d had four explosive orgasms, and for the first time in a very long time, her muscles were loose instead of tight and she was so relaxed she was sure she’d fall asleep if she climbed up onto the bed and laid down.
However, that wasn’t going to happen. If the CSI and the police had finished with her house, she wanted to go home and sort through her clothes and other things to see what she could salvage.
Just thinking about someone breaking into her home scared the crap out of her and made her feel violated, but she wasn’t going to let those bastards win. Plus, she was lucky enough to have snagged the attention of three sexy cops of her own. She wouldn’t have to fear for her safety if she had them by her side and maybe between the four of them, they could search the house and find whatever it was those assholes were after.
“You feel okay, baby?” Walt asked.
“I feel wonderful.” She smiled up at him, then at Dirk and then Emmet. All three of her handsome men smiled back at her taking her breath away.
Now that she’d agreed to be in a relationship, she couldn’t believe how fortunate she was. They were all so good-looking, muscular, and sexy. She was sure they could have their choice of any woman, but they’d chosen her.
Giddiness bubbled in her chest, filling her with a confidence she’d never felt before.