Double Her Fantasy (11 page)

“Sweet woman,” Trey whispered against her lips.

“Wicked cowboy,” she replied with a smile.

He kissed her, hard and wild, his tongue tickling the inside of her lips, her cheeks.

She lapped quick tastes of his tongue as it toured her mouth. His taste, male, rough, hungry.

Behind her, Garret slipped his hands under the hem of her tank top, his fingers tracing a pattern on her stomach, along the curve of her ribs, under her breasts.

A cry escaped her as his hands went lower to her stomach instead of higher to her chest.

She grabbed his wrists and lifted his hands to her breasts.

In her ear, he whispered, “Baby, you’re beautiful. I…”

As she wondered what Garret wanted to tell her, Trey’s amazing kiss went on and on.

Garret’s hands lifted and molded her breasts, a barely-there touch on her nipples that shot rocketfire lust to her cunt. “So sensitive,” he whispered. His teeth nipped the shell of her ear, his warm breath raising goosebumps along her neck.

Trey sucked her tongue into his mouth and nibbled it, stroked it with his. His hands tugged on the lapels of her robe and pulled it off her shoulders.

Garret took up the task and slid it off her arms, tossing it aside. “Do you want to see her naked as badly as I do, brother?”

His words caused a contraction in her core, a need, a pang so strong it sent her brain into meltdown.

Trey slowed the kiss and pulled back, staring into her eyes. His blue irises nearly disappeared around the dilation of his pupils. “Yeah, brother. I want to see her naked. I want to taste her sweet pussy juice, dip my cock into her tight slit again.”

Garret’s hands slid under the waistband of her boy short PJ bottoms. “Lucky me.” He tugged them down just past her butt. “That leaves her cute little rosebud back here for me to love.” He knelt and kissed each of her ass cheeks.

The visual of him taking her ass while Trey slid into her cunt rattled her whole body. “I want that.” Her voice heaved from her panting lungs. “I want you both.”

Trey tugged up the hem of her top and pulled it off over her head. “You have us, sweetheart.”

Her arms landed on his shoulders and she ran her fingers up his neck and through his short, soft hair. His words blurred in her mind, but in her heart, they caught and filled her with tenderness.

Garret gripped her butt cheeks and spread them. “You’re gonna be filled with us, we’re gonna slide in and out of you together, we’ll make you so damn hot.”

She arched her back, tipping up to him, opening for whatever he wanted to do to her.

Trey wrapped his hand in her hair and tugged her head to the side. His lips fastened on the tender spot under her ear, sending pulses of desire to her nipples and her pussy.

“How did you find that spot?” Her words flowed from a numbing mind.

Trey nipped and traced patterns with his tongue. “Found it last time. Wrote it down in my diary.”

She couldn’t stop the laugh that tickled up her throat. “Why don’t I believe you have a diary?”

Garret took small bites at the skin of her ass cheeks. “He probably does, he’s so fucking organized.”

Trey chuckled, the vibration shimmying from his lips to her neck, creating a fresh and decadent surge of lust.

Blowing softly, Garret pinpointed the needy nerves of her anal opening. Her hips jerked with pleasure. She craved his touch, his fingertip tracing her tight rosette, entering her ass. Then his tongue touched her puckered hole, hot and wet, unexpected and outrageously sensual.

“Oh!” Her cry doubled in strength as Trey’s fingers found her nipple and tugged. “Oh, God!”

Trey’s lips on her neck eased lower, Garret’s tongue traced circles at her anus, then Trey’s mouth sucked at her nipple and everything inside her rioted.

“Take her, Garret.”

Her movie star picked her up in his arms, the sensation of weightlessness nearly pushed her over the edge into an orgasm, but she held back, wanted to wait for her men.

He laid her on the bed and slid her bottoms off. He stood looking down at her, his gaze appreciative, filling her with confidence, then his lids drooped and a look of pure desire transformed his face. Trey walked up next to him, his face a mask of intense lust. Both of them stood fully dressed, looking at her as if she were a buffet.

Her core convulsed and her hips jerked, her toes curled and she cupped her breasts. “Naked. Both of you.”

They smiled.

“Little filly’s gettin’ a bit bossy.” Trey unbuckled his belt.

Garret pulled off his shirt. “She can boss me around whenever she wants.”

Flicking her fingers over her nipples, she grinned. “You wouldn’t listen anyway.”

The men made piles of their clothes and stood before her, naked, hard, and erect.

“You’re both so perfect.”

“The three of us are perfect.” Trey’s brow furrowed.

Was he thinking about tomorrow? About saying goodbye? She pushed the thought aside. “Love me. Please.” It came out a breathy whine.

Garret cleared his throat.

Trey sighed.

Megan wished she could read their minds.

Garret knelt, reached for her ankle, and took her big toe into his mouth. The surprise, the sensuality of it, made her gasp.

Trey kissed the top of her other foot, then her ankle, and slowly licked his way to her knee.

Garret gave each of her toes equal attention, his hot mouth stirring bubbles of desire that snaked up to her swollen pussy.

As her cowboy licked the inside of her knee, she shivered, wanting to rush him upward. Trey lapped his way along her inner thigh, each touch triggering chills. When he reached her core, he looked into her eyes. “Open for me, sweetheart.”

Megan tipped her hips and spread her thighs, not caring what sensual delights they had planned for her, as long as they continued to touch her.

Still on the floor, Garret bent her leg and massaged slowly along her calf.

Trey bent her other leg over his shoulder and just looked at her pussy. “Damn,” he murmured.

Open and vulnerable to him, she let herself enjoy the decadent pleasure of her cowboy just staring at her, wanting her.

“You’re so pink. Your pussy lips are wet and glistening with your girl juices.”

Her thighs tightened, her leg on his back inching him closer. “Yes. For you.”

His lips curled into a wicked grin. “Yeah, for me. I’m going to eat this sweet pussy you’re offering me.” His tongue traced her mound, her freshly trimmed hair, the sensitive skin at her thighs.

Garret ran his fingers along her thigh as he crawled onto the bed. His hand slid over her hip, and onto her stomach. “Nothin’ for me?” She loved how his Texas drawl came out when he was aroused.

Her fingers, which had gone still when Trey began his ascent between her legs, slid over her nipples, hiding them from Garret’s view. “Kiss me, wild man.” Her wicked smile was meant to taunt him, her hands covering her breasts meant to entice.

He laughed. “You’ve been watching too many movie trailers.”

Lacing her fingers in his wavy hair, she tugged him close. “You’re every woman’s fantasy.”

“Hey!” Trey’s voice roared from between her legs. He chuckled. “What am I? A cow patty?”

“Just do your job, big brother.” Garret smiled at her. “We’re having a moment here.”

She giggled then gasped as Trey captured her clit and sucked. “Oh, jeez, I changed my mind.” Rivers of heat flowed from her pussy, up her spine, flooding her brain. “Cowboy fantasy…right now.”

Trey moaned as he sucked, nibbled, and lapped at every inch of her throbbing lips.

Garret leaned down and kissed her, his mouth taking hers with firm control, his tongue sliding along the seam of her lips until she opened for him. Being kissed like this, two mouths, two tongues…her hips bucked as she twisted her tongue around Garret’s, becoming the wild one, starving for him.

“She’s close, Garret.”

Garret slowed the kiss. “I know.” Kissing his way along her jaw, he lay beside her and lifted her arm over her head and held it down. “Trust us, beautiful. You’re gonna like this.”

Her domination fantasy raged like a forest fire. What would they do to her? What amazing, seductive lesson would they teach her?

Trey licked up her belly, around her breast, and along her neck. “I can’t fucking get enough of you.” His growled words shook her, shuddered through her, peaking in her nipples and between her legs.

Trey lay on her other side and lifted her arm, holding it the same way Garret did. The men looked at each other. She could almost hear the silent communication.

Trey cupped her breast and took her nipple into his mouth, gently nibbling and rolling it. Garret slid his hand down her side and under her thigh, lifting it slightly, opening her to his fingers. He touched her swollen, wet lips.

Her universe expanded then contracted. One blond head at her breast, the other sexy man’s fingers tracing her pussy.

Trey’s hand eased down her stomach and lay over her mound.

“Oh, yes.” If he touched her pulsing clit, she’d explode.

Garret leaned in and kissed the top of her breast. “Too much?”

“Not enough,” she breathed.

Trey lifted his head and smiled at her. “That’s our girl.”

The men glanced at each other. Each took a nipple into their mouth.

Her breath left her in a rush as the blast of desire rattled through her. Every nerve in her body tingled and heat traced up her spine.

Garret’s teasing fingers at her pussy became serious. He eased one into her slit, circling to touch every centimeter of her core.

At the same moment, Trey’s finger found her clit and rolled the hard nub against her body.

Pulsing beats contracted in her pussy, her belly.

Sliding a second finger in, Garret curled his fingers upward, stroking that spot inside her, releasing exquisite pleasure through her slit.

Without warning, she came, leapt backward from a high cliff, spinning, falling, rushing toward nirvana as her skin heated to near flaming. Her men sucked greedily at her nipples, Garret’s fingers inside her slit pumped faster, Trey’s flicks on her clit became manic. Her legs began to shake as her mind continued its freefall into thin air. Long moments later, the ride slowed and she landed, soft and safe, in the arms of the most amazing men she’d ever known.

Trey lifted his mouth from her breast and gently cupped her mound. He eased her hand from above her head to her stomach and slid his hand from her pussy up to link their fingers together.

Garret released her wrist and kissed a hot, wet path from her nipple down to her belly where he tongued her belly button.

Her cowboy leaned in and kissed her, slow and gentle, his lips molding hers. He pulled back and looked into her eyes and his hand caressed her hair. “You tired, sweetheart?”

She smiled and shook her head. No matter how tired she was, she wouldn’t waste the few hours they had left. “Not tired at all.”

Garret sat up, his hand possessively resting on her mound. “Good. ‘Cause we have a couple things that need your attention.” He poked his stiff shaft into her thigh.

Trey shifted his hips and laid his cock on her other leg. “Are you ready for us?”

Her core clenched in need, wanting both of them inside her. “Ready.”

Rolling off the bed, Garret opened the drawer on the bedside table. “Lube. And condoms.” He held up the box of twelve. “And look, she got extra large for us.”

Grinning, she reached over and touched Trey’s cock. “That’s the biggest size they make, so I hope they’ll fit.”

Garret laughed, Trey moaned and wrapped his hand over hers, gripping his shaft.

When Garret jumped and landed on his side on the bed, all three of them bounced. “Baby, you know how to flatter a man. Or two.”

Glancing at her movie star’s erection, feeling her cowboy’s in her hand, a slight tingle of nerves slid around inside her. “Give me a moment?” She slid off the bed and skittered into the bathroom. As she closed the door, she caught the concerned looks on the men’s faces.

Chapter Eleven

Megan looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. Two men at once inside her, down there. The thought made tingles race through her while at the same time, her lack of experience rattled her composure. She knew the guys would know how to do this, but she could just imagine herself doing something wrong. Something that would cause them pain, possibly necessitate an emergency room visit, maybe both brothers…

She ran cold water and patted her cheeks, calming herself by slow degrees. They’d take charge, they’d done this before. She didn’t have to do anything. Grabbing a towel, she dried her face. She finger combed her hair and checked her teeth for food bits then bit her lip.

A tiny laugh escaped her. She’d been nervous about a lot of things in her life, but this was the first time for this situation. “You can do this,” she whispered to the mirror, then turned and opened the bathroom door.

Both her men stood right in front of her with their arms crossed over hulking chests, their big, heavy cocks sheathed in condoms. The grins on their faces were so similar, so enticing, all her worry flooded away.

“We thought you were hiding.”

She placed a hand on each of their chests, over their hearts. “Just had some girl stuff to do.” She batted her eyes at them.

Trey groaned and Garret rolled his eyes.

“Hey.” She pushed on their muscles and the guys obliged by walking backward toward the bed. “I’m here now. Are you going to waste time complaining?”

Trey grabbed her and pulled her tight against him. “Sweetheart, every minute away from you is torture for us.”

She let out a sigh at his tender words. What a lover. Love? How could she be thinking “love” already? Maybe it’s more of a need to be with them. Constantly. Never leaving their sides. She shook her head then kissed Trey’s chin. “I like hearing that.”

Garret stood behind her and squeezed her ass cheeks. “It’s torture not being inside you, pumping into you, making you come at the same time we do, all of us hot and sweaty and sticky.” His breathing grew rough.

Her breasts tingled and tightened, her nipples pebble-hard against Trey’s chest. Fire spread low in her belly, reheating her to wet, swollen desire that throbbed in her slit.