Forty-Eight Hour Burn (16 page)

Neither man spoke as they rounded the truck and came toward her. Their long, steady strides brought them to the foot of the steps where she stood in a matter of heartbeats. Gavin’s cheek looked bad, the flesh red and puffy, far worse than any burn she'd ever seen. Tears blurred her vision as she studied it, lifted a hand to graze a tender thumb over the unwounded flesh of his jaw below the burn.

Gavin leaned into her touch, his gaze still transfixed on hers. He swallowed visibly and then curled his fingers around her wrist. He turned his face into her palm and kissed it.

Georgia melted in a midair leap into his arms. He caught her, nuzzled the uninjured side of his face in her hair, and murmured in her ear that he was okay, that everything would be okay. And it would. She knew it with a certainty that defied belief. The choice she made would see to that for the rest of their lives.

She pulled back, reaching to hook an arm around Randy’s neck and draw him close even as she brushed a kiss to Gavin’s slightly parted lips.

“Georgia.” He started to say more, but she cut off his words by sweeping her tongue inside his mouth. He tasted exactly as she remembered, all devilishly sexy and deliciously male, and she groaned into his mouth as his tongue met hers to tangle in a dance that sent her mind whirling.

“Whatever you want,” she told him, easing back to meet his gaze. “However you want it. I’ll give it to you.” She turned to Randy, leaning over to kiss him on his already smiling lips. “Both of you. Just don’t make me live without either of you. That’s one thing I won’t do for you.”

“That’s one thing we wouldn’t ask of you,” Randy told her. His hand slipped beneath her hair, and he deepened the kiss she gave him, bringing her yet another tornado of rioting mindlessness.

“Take me,” she whispered breathlessly against his lips. She squeezed Gavin’s shoulder as she held onto him tightly. “Now. No toys, no teasing, no games, just make love to me. Both of you.”

Gavin didn’t speak, but he nodded. She let out an undignified squeak when he shifted her, tossed her over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry, and toted her into his house. As demoralizing as being carried like a sack of potatoes should have been, Georgia found herself amused, especially when met with the truly spectacular sight of Gavin’s mouth-watering ass clad in tight denim.

She stretched her arms down, growling when her fingertips met with the waistband of his jeans. “Can’t reach.”

“I can.” To prove it, his palm came down hard on her rump, leaving a rioting sting to zing through her bottom to her pussy.

She squealed. “No fair!”

“Fairness is all in the eye of the beholder, my love.” His hand caressed the cheek still smarting from the slap.

Georgia lifted her head at the sound of the front door closing. Her pulse accelerated as Randy moved toward her. He delved a hand beneath her hair to cup her nape even as Gavin started to lower her to her feet. Randy crushed his mouth to hers, somehow walking around her and Gavin and turning her in his arms all without ever breaking the dizzying two-step his tongue choreographed with hers.

She didn’t wait for permission to touch, didn’t ask for it. She wanted to be skin-to-skin, and she wanted it now! Her hands skimmed down Randy’s front, her fingers bunching the material of his T-shirt to pull it free of his jeans. Gavin’s hands did the same to her, eagerly wrenching her shirt up her body and bending to explore the flesh he exposed with wicked licks of his tongue.

She broke her kiss with Randy only long enough to yank his shirt over his head. Hers followed suit as both men worked to remove it and then, blessed baby Jesus, her needy breasts pressed against warm, unyielding male flesh. Her tongue plundered Randy’s mouth as her hands moved down to his jeans, working feverishly to free his cock from the binding denim. Skin-to-skin felt great, but she needed more. She needed to be one with him, with them.

“So hungry. So hot,” Gavin whispered in her ear. His hands followed her lead, shimmied her jogging pants down her hips and letting them fall to her ankles. “Ah, love, do you know how much this pleases me?”

Georgia stepped out of the sweats, kicking them aside, all the while kissing Randy as if she intended to crawl inside him through his mouth. He tasted magnificent, his tongue exhibiting a skill that turned the kiss into a masterpiece of eroticism and love. Something pleased Gavin? She couldn’t make sense of his question, couldn’t possibly formulate an answer at that moment. Her desperate burn to feel them, to have them, love them clouded all conscious thought.

Gavin’s hands caressed her bare ass before coming to rest in a sure grip on her hips. He pulled her against his body, bending to nuzzle the length of his solid cock in the crack of her ass, and she understood. She pleased him by not wearing panties. She wore them at first. She put the sweats on over her most unrevealing pair of plane-Jane panties back at the house. But while waiting for them to show, she let her mind wander to a seduction not much unlike that which happened now, and those awful panties had to go before her men saw them. She ducked around the side of Gavin’s house, feeling just a bit naughty as she shucked off her panties and put the sweats back on.

“It really makes up for the hideous clothes I just took off you.” Amusement laced Gavin’s tone as he moved one hand between hers and Randy’s bodies to cup her pussy.

Georgia tore her mouth from Randy’s on a strangled gasp when Gavin pushed a finger between her smoldering lips to apply pressure to her throbbing clit. “The shirt is the same as the ones you wear.” Her hands fisted in Randy’s hair as Gavin flicked the tip of his nail across her sensitized clit. The sharp sliver of pain morphed to an immediate slice of pleasure that drew a moan from her throat.

“Ours will look better on you.” Gavin’s hand delved further down until the pad of two fingers pressed at her sopping entrance.

Georgia arched into his touch, attempting to draw his fingers inside her. Her pussy flamed, the need for penetration so acute it created an emptiness in her center that made her want to weep. “Well, duh. That’s because
you
look better on me.”

“Do we, now?” Randy’s hands framed her sides, tickling up and dancing between their bodies to cover her breasts. “How do you figure that one, sweet thing?”

Her breasts fit so perfectly in his hands, as if his palms were made to hold them forever. She wanted his hands there forever. The most magnificent support invented. Who needed a Wonder bra when she had Randy? “Call it a hunch.”

“Would you like to see it?” Gavin moved his fingers in favor of pinching her labia and then tugging and rolling the tender flesh. “Would you like to see how wet you are for us? Would you like to see as we shove our cocks inside your wicked little body?”

“Yes.” The word came on a barely audible whisper as her head fell back on Gavin’s shoulder. She couldn’t decide whose hands should be labeled most as torture devices, his or Randy’s. One set toyed with her soaked pussy and tingling ass while the other pair molded her breasts, weighing and squeezing until sanity got lost in the pleasure. “But I would like to feel it even more.”

“Do you need a cock inside you, Georgia?” Gavin’s question turned husky, hot against her neck as between her legs his fingers finally sank into her throbbing wetness.

“Please.” She melted onto his fingers, the surrender of her body gifting her with a precious moment of deep penetration. It came nowhere close to that of his cock, but for a minute fraction of a second, it eased the deep set need. “Are you going to make me beg for it?”

“No, my love.” Gavin nipped the tender flesh where her neck and shoulder met as he pulled his fingers free of her clenching pussy.

“You asked for no games, no toys, no teasing,” Randy chimed in. His hands slipped from her breasts to her hips, and he spun her around between his and Gavin’s bodies.

Gavin lifted a hand to her cheek. She smelled the sweetly tangy scent of her pussy juices on his fingers, knew it to be the same hand he put inside her only seconds ago. Her gaze went instantly to the burn on his face and the memory, the fear, came rushing back with a force that brought tears to her eyes.

“Tonight we will give you what you ask for without question or denial. No punishments. No begging. Whatever you want is yours.”

Georgia swallowed down the lump and managed to speak around it without only the slightest wobble in her voice. “I want you. All I’ve ever wanted is you.” She started to turn, to reach back to be sure Randy understood any time she said
you
she referred to both men. But Gavin picked her up before she could make a move, catching the backs of her thighs and locking her legs around his hips as he impaled her with his cock in a fluid motion that sent her straight to heaven.

“Hold on tight, love,” Gavin growled, his voice rough from the smoke he inhaled in the fire coupled with a heavy arousal. His fingers dug into the tender flesh of her ass as he tightened his grip.

“I’ll never let go,” she assured him as her arms wound around his neck. “I’ve never done this standing up.”

“That’s good to know.” A spark of jealously flashed in his eyes. He knew she lost her virginity several years ago, but her being with another man would never be something he would want to hear about. “Just hang on, and I’ll do all the work.”

“A girl…” she sucked a breath through her teeth as he lifted her higher by sheer muscle alone and dropped her back down on his stiff cock. “Can’t argue…” he repeated the move, this time adding a thrust to his hips that impaled her deeper, harder, faster. “Ah, God, with that.” She let her head fall back as Randy’s hands came around her from behind to cover her breasts.

She didn’t know how, and frankly couldn’t give a damn, but they made it to the bedroom that way. Gavin fucked her with each step while Randy fondled with her breasts until her entire body screamed in exquisite pleasure. Only when she felt Randy’s hands leave her body, when the sensation of falling came over her in a rush, did she open eyes she didn’t know she closed.

She saw herself first reflected down from an enormous mirror overhead. Her face looked flush, her eyes heavy-lidded from arousal, and her breasts perky and full. She saw Gavin next, nestled between her spread thighs. The muscles in his arms flexed as he held her bottom off the bed, his cock buried deeply in her clenching cunt.

“This is a different room,” she realized aloud, catching sight of other unfamiliar objects in the mirror. None of them held her attention when Gavin spoke and began to move.

“Spare bedroom. So you can watch. So you can see. Look at yourself, Georgia. Watch as I fuck your sweet cunt. See how my cock slides in and out of your pussy.” He threw his head back, staring into the mirror as he pounded his cock in and out of her in a vicious rhythm. “God, love, isn’t it amazing to watch?”

Amazing didn’t quite describe the sight. Georgia decided the mirror flat out did it for her. Gavin’s cock glistened with a thick layer of her essence as he powered in and out of the flattened curves of her pussy. Raking fingers of pleasure flicked over match tips of sharp sensations to ignite fiery explosions of hunger as she watched him fuck her.

“Either the mirror needs to move to your room or the bigger bed comes in here.”

Gavin chuckled and slowed his thrusts. “Like it, huh?”

Georgia reached for him, tugging him down on top of her to catch his lips in a tender kiss. “Love it.” The mattress dipped at her side and she shifted her attention to the mirror, saw Randy stretch out gloriously naked and seemingly content beside her. “What I don’t love is you being so far away,” she told him, locking gazes with his reflection. “I want both of you. I
need
both of you.”

She couldn’t express how desperately that last part rang true. The time Gavin gave her to think things over, to decide where her true desires lay, turned out to be more than enough. No matter what happened, she couldn’t live another day without these men in her life.

Gavin eased his cock back, drawing her attention to the flames licking her inner channel, and thrust inside her once more in a fantastically brutal ram. She threw her head back on a loud moan.

“Inside?” he asked through gritted teeth. “Is that what you need, my love? Do you need both of us inside this tight little body?”

“Yes. Please.” The flames grew as her ass puckered at the thought of feeling a cock inside it again. “Fill me, both of you.”

Gavin rolled her with him until they lay on their sides. He hiked her leg onto one of his arms and held it high. The position drove his cock deeper inside her pulsing channel, bringing on the first real wave of near orgasmic bliss.

She fought to control the sensations, to suspend the release. The hand that skimmed over her ass aided in distracting her for a precious heartbeat.

“Is this where you want my cock, sweet thing?” Randy’s finger slipped between her ass cheeks and pressed at the outer rim of her anus.

Her hips gave an involuntary buck against the touch. “Yes.”

“Do you want me to play for a few minutes first?” His husky question moved the tiny hairs at the base of her ears as he leaned in. His finger pressed harder, slipping the slightest bit inside. “You said you didn’t want toys or teasing. Can you take my cock without it?”

“I want your cock without it.” She felt delirious already just from thinking about it. “You play and tease and I’m going to come before you even make it inside. Neither of us wants that.”