Club Saturday: Contemporary Menage Romance (Sarasota Sin Series Book 2) (29 page)

She jerked back.
 

Both men steadied her.
 

“Your pussy is so sweet.” Evan tongued her clit and plunged two fingers in her sex. “Fuck my face, Vania.”
 

“Yes, show us how much you need cock.”

She pressed down on Evan, sensing Drake’s face go deeper inside her back crevice.
 
He delved his tongue in and out, forcing a cry from Vania.
 

Evan wallowed his rough whiskers on her pussy and sucked her clit while he pumped Vania with two fingers. Vania tamped allover body tingles to savor her orgasm the way Drake and Evan had taught her, but it wasn’t easy.

“There you go.” Evan lifted her one-handed and carried her to the oversized bed.

“I look like a sacrifice.” She spread her arms and legs on the silk duvet in snow angel fashion while Drake poured a finger of bourbon.
 

Evan prowled up the bed to her and trailed his fingers through her patch of blonde curls. “More like a temptress we need to tie down.” He took her by the waist and flipped her over so she straddled him.

She squealed and placed her glasses carefully on the bedside table. “I think you’re going to get rough.”

“No.” Drake finished his drink and placed the empty tumbler next to her glasses. “We’re stepping up tonight with a new position we haven’t, um, utilized.”

Evan ran his hand up her thighs. “Turn around, reverse cowgirl.”

“That’s nothing new,” she said.

Drake leaned against the bedpost, his hand moving slowly down his rigid cock. “Listen to instructions and feel.” Moonbeams danced over Drake, illuminating the planes of his chest.
 

“You are an embodiment of one of my childhood dreams,” she told him.

“Which one?”

“Stuck in a candy store for the night with no way out. I can eat and lick to my heart’s desire and everything is too delectable to pass up.” She turned around as Evan had instructed. “That’s you.”

“And me?” Evan asked as he adjusted her knees on either side of his head, lining her mouth to his cock in typical sixty-nine fashion. “What dream am I?”

“You’re no dream.” She licked the head of his swollen cock, his hips bucking instantly. “You’re the little devil who sits on my shoulder and tempts me.
 
I can’t say no because you’re too pretty.”

Evan gripped her ass, parted her pussy lips with his tongue, and licked her right back. “Don’t move.” He rummaged in the side drawer next to the bed. A second or two later, he inserted a well-lubed vibrator in her ass.
 

The toy felt similar to one Evan usually preferred with her. And although the vibrator was narrower than either Drake or Evan’s cock, when he flicked it on… “Oh!”

“That’s right. Let us hear you, Baby.”

“Ah,” she groaned around his cock, fisting his base so he wouldn’t get carried away and choke her.
 
Then Vania took him slow and deep, exactly the way Evan liked it.
 

“Keep going, Baby.”

A graze of her teeth across his velvet-soft length made Evan spurt pre-ejaculate on her tongue. She hummed her approval as Evan cut loose, eating her out without any finesse, driven by primitive need.

Drake crawled on the bed and pushed her hair from her face, offering her his cock.
 
She lifted her mouth from Evan and sucked Drake deep, swirling her tongue on the upstroke the way he liked.
 

Drake visibly fought not to curl his fingers in her hair and yank. “Perfect, Love. Suck the end as hard as you… Ah, yeah.”

Evan rubbed his whiskers on her inner thighs.
 

“More!” Vania started shaking from holding back her orgasm.

“You’re sucking in this toy, Baby.” Evan grabbed each of her globes, mashing the abundant mounds together around the vibrator. “I want you doing the same to my dick.”

“Come… here.” She urged Drake next to Evan.
 
Then Vania pressed the tip of Drake’s cock against Evan’s so she could suck their heads together. Drake cursed a blue streak, his hips charging forward to thrust in her mouth.
 

“Who’s the tease now?” Evan moaned.

She couldn’t hold out. “I can’t stop it this time!”
 
Vania’s knees gave out right as an orgasm ripped her wide apart. She opened her mouth on a wordless cry while Drake stared down at her with violent need.
 

“Evan, she’s past ready.”

“I know. I’ve been waiting so long for this.” Evan licked her arousal from his lips, and then gently moved Vania.
 
He left the vibrator in her ass, and lifted her atop Drake’s awaiting erection.
 

Vania placed her palms on Drake’s chest.
 
She kissed him while her sex sank on him inch by delicious inch. “I’m too full.” With the toy still lodged in her ass, Drake was coming in way too tight. “Too sensitive.”

Evan was propped on an arm, watching them. “This will help lower the sensation a bit.” He reached over and flicked off the vibrator. Her body was still too full, but the aftershocks from her orgasm calmed instantly.

“Now.” Drake settled his head on the pillow. “I told you we’re trying something else tonight.” He lifted Vania back up with his hands to her waist, knowing her shaky legs couldn’t keep up with fucking him.
 

“Okay.”

“Evan’s going to take your pretty ass while I stay right here.” He circled his hips meaningfully, and then lowered her back down. This gave Vania the sensation of dual penetration, though the vibrator was a pale second to Evan in length and girth.
 

Evan positioned his body atop Drake and Vania, without adding his weight. His legs braced theirs and his hands came around to Vania’s breasts. He massaged them as Drake fucked her. “You okay with this, Baby?”

“I knew it was… coming,” she hissed as a tingle shot up her clit, causing her to clench around Drake and the vibrator. “I want this but…”

“Don’t be nervous,” Drake said to her unspoken thought, the true people reader that he was. “We’ll take good care of you like we always do.
 
You can say stop anytime. No matter what point we’re at.”

“Like always,” Evan whispered, his tongue flicking over the top of her ear. He reached amid her clenched cheeks and backed out the vibrator. “Though much closer.”

Vania felt her ass clamp around the toy, her body refusing to release it.
 

“Blow out your breath.” Drake found her breasts and picked up where Evan left off. He kept his cock still inside her, fighting not to move so Evan could free the toy. “It burns a little when coming out, similar to our cocks.”

She licked her dry lips and nodded.

“We’re good.” Evan tossed the toy aside. Then the warm press of his fingers soothed her empty ass, massaging against the tight ring already relaxed by the vibrator.
 

Vania blew out another breath and lowered completely against Drake, allowing him to take her full weight.
 

“Perfect,” Drake praised. “Let us have you.”

Evan aligned his cock at her anus. “Just like always, Baby, push down while I’m pushing in. Only thing different will be the added pressure of Drake’s cock in your pussy.”

“And the added
pleasure
,” Drake said before he kissed her, “of having two men loving you simultaneously.”
 

 
Evan’s head slipped past her ring of muscles, her pussy rippling around Drake on impact. Drake buried his face against her neck, his mouth finding her collarbone and biting down as Evan plunged completely inside her ass.
 

They groaned, each staying still for a moment while absorbing the dark intimacy of two cocks thick and hard inside Vania.

“Feels absolutely… perfect.” Evan’s forehead fell on Vania’s shoulder. “But how are you, Baby? Are you in any pain?”

“I’m okay. I want you to move, though.” She wiggled her hips, trying to overcome the overwhelming sensation. “Both of you.”

Drake held one hip and cupped her face with his free hand. “Tell me if it’s too much.”

“Okay.”

He lifted his hips and pumped her pussy with shallow strokes. Evan waited several minutes before he pulled back down her ass on a slow glide, rolling his hips at the end before sliding upwards again.

A noise left the back of Vania’s throat, her mind going somewhere dark and cozy, and her head whipped back and forth. “Please!”

“Settle down,” Drake said. “You’re quickening too fast.” His body, slicked with sweat, shuddered beneath hers. “I won’t make it if you come now.”

“I’m not going to last anyway,” Evan admitted on a hoarse moan. “She’s always tight, but this way I can feel everything you’re doing to Vania’s pussy, Drake,
everything
.”

Evan started moving faster, with Drake following an odd but exquisite pattern: a fast rush upwards with a slow descent. His teeth dragged over her collarbone as Evan brushed her hair aside and nipped at her sensitive nape.
 

“Oh!” She was rippling, no doubt about it.
 
Evan moved even faster, pumping against Drake’s cock.
 
The smooth, thin membrane separating the two men lit Vania’s orgasm afire. “I can’t… stop it!”

Evan gripped her hips. “She’s sucking me in.”

“I’m going with her,” Drake mumbled against her skin.

The sounds of skin smacking wet skin poured gasoline on her blowtorch. “Argh!” She cried out their names repeatedly.

Both men thrust their cocks deep inside her, meeting at the top.
 
Vania tightened around them, drawing them to her.
 
Her orgasm swept throughout her body, decimating each cell before rebuilding with furious aftershocks.
 

“Fuck!” Evan pulsated. Then hot blasts spurted in her ass.

Drake swore beneath her, his pelvis smashing against her clit as he emptied inside her pussy.
 

Vania lost her breath for a moment. But her hands and legs were still moving, trying to curl around her men. The hot cum made her want what she didn’t have a right to ask of them.

“What… are you thinking?” Drake pushed the hair from her eyes. “What’s that look… about?”

“Are you okay?” Evan gently pulled away from her body and lowered next to them.

“I’m fine,” she assured them. “My body’s acting stupid and my brain is joining it.”

That got their attention.

“Let us be the judge of stupid.”

Evan nodded. “Spit it out.”

“No, you’ll go running.”

“Nope,” Drake said, wrapping his arm around her lower back as his cock softened inside her, “no one’s running anywhere, not even you.”

“It’s the cum,” she blurted. “And I turned thirty-five this month.”

Evan’s eyes flared.

Drake swallowed roughly. “What are you asking?”

She pressed her chin on his chest and looked up at his too-handsome-for-words face. “Nothing.”

“You want a baby?” Evan asked.

“Both of you are still young.” She tried to push away from Drake while wishing hormones weren’t stupid little assholes bouncing around inside her. “I’m… I don’t understand myself. Maybe seeing Libby and Payton glowing and pregnant did something to me, because I wasn’t consumed with having Matt’s child like this.”

“That’s because you weren’t really in love with him,” Drake reminded.

She nodded. “Let’s shelve this for now.”

“No, let’s open it up for discussion.”

Vania rolled her eyes. “Don’t turn this into one of your corporate takeovers, Drake. I’m —"

Evan covered her mouth with his fingertips. “You want a baby? Stop taking your pills.”

Drake’s lips curved. “Right after you say, I do.”

She huffed when Evan pulled away his fingers. “I don’t want to lose either of you. But what if I’m not ready for marriage this soon?”

“You are ready if you want our baby.” Drake looked at her hard, an unchallengeable and somewhat ruthless man she couldn’t out negotiate. “That’s the deal, take it or leave it.”

Vania chewed her lip. “I need to think.”
 

Evan ran a possessive hand over her ass. “I hear Singapore is the perfect place to think.”

They were up to something, and it wasn’t due to the land that The Easton Company was purchasing in Southeast Asia. “Singapore, you don’t say?”

Evan blinked innocently. “Did we forget to mention we’re flying out tomorrow?”

“We?” Excitement shot through her. “I’m going, too?”

They nodded.

She hadn’t traveled outside the states. “I’m really going to Singapore?”

“Yes.”

Evan said, “Julian and Cora are watching our end of the office.”

Vania raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know if we should leave them to their own devices.”

“Cora should get over Julian, Love.
 
He’s not the settling down type.”