Scandalous (5 page)

“Your bed is huge,” Alexa murmured as she ran a hand along
the comforter. “And soft.”

“Enough room for all three of us,” Brandon said. His voice
was firm, edged with steel, and Eric’s cock lengthened at his comment. At the
thought of all three of them naked and tangled up in the sheets together.

He could hardly wait.

Eagerly he reached for her, his hands alighting upon Alexa’s
waist, but Brandon’s low grumble from behind stopped him in his tracks. He
turned to find Brandon glowering at Alexa.

“Let her do it. I want Lexi to strip for both of us.” She
visibly bristled at his command, and Brandon shook his head with a chuckle. “I
might not get to fuck you, but I’m calling the shots here tonight.”

“And what if I don’t like it?” She rested her hands on her
hips
—
feisty and steaming mad. She’d always had fire. Eric remembered
Austin bitching about her moods more than once, and he’d been witness to more
than a few arguments and fits
a la
Alexa.

“You’ll like it, trust me. Besides, you don’t have a choice,
sweetheart,” Brandon said grimly, not about to stand down. “Now get undressed.
Or do you need me to help you?”

Eric watched, frothing at the mouth as she gaped at Brandon.
Their bickering could almost be considered foreplay. And it turned him on, to
see his lover and this woman, this sexy woman, glaring at each other. The air
crackled with heat, charged with an unseen energy that seemed to wrap around
him. He sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for what he knew would happen.

Alexa would give. And she would take off her clothes, and
Brandon would watch and hell, he might even help her along with the task. He
might touch her too, but he wasn’t going to fuck her.

He might be an asshole sometimes, but Brandon never went
back on his word. Ever.

“I don’t need your help,” she finally said, anger lacing her
voice as she bent over and slipped off one sandal, then the other. They both
fell to the floor with a resounding thud. “Keep your hands off me.”

“You’re just asking for me to touch you, you do realize
this, right?” Brandon stood directly in front of her, almost invading her space,
and she took a step back.

He followed right along with her.

“Get undressed, Eric,” he tossed over his shoulder, almost
like an afterthought.

Eric quickly shed his clothes, his aching cock throbbing for
relief. Already he was incredibly hard and he stroked himself, giving a low
moan at the sensation.

“Get your hands off your dick. Save it for Lexi here.”

“No one calls me Lexi,” she threw at Brandon the same time
she threw her shirt at his head.

He tossed it onto the floor. “
I
call you Lexi. Now
hurry up.”

Giving an indignant huff, she undid the button and zipper on
her jeans and shoved them off her hips, kicking them off her legs. She stood
before Brandon in just black panties and a matching bra, her creamy skin
practically glowing in the candlelight. Eric watched from his perch on the edge
of the mattress, admiring her curves, the slope of her ass, the barest peek of
butt cheeks.

She had a nice body. Long and lean with a bubbly ass and
full breasts.

Eric couldn’t wait to touch her.

Brandon waved a finger in Alexa’s direction. “Take the rest
of it off.”

She lifted her chin, her expression frighteningly defiant.
“Why don’t you do it? Since you were so eager to help and all.”

With an almost feral grin his big hands reached out and
settled on her shoulders, giving them a slight squeeze. “With pleasure.” He
dipped his head close, his mouth hovered just above her ear, and she visibly
shivered. “Now turn around.”

He spun her around before she could say a word and unhooked
her bra, shoving the straps from her shoulders. It fell in a tangled heap on
the floor. Then he was on his knees, looking as if he almost worshipped her,
his hands resting on her hips, fingers curled into the waistband of her
panties.

“Wh—what are you doing?” Her voice trembled, her limbs shook
and excitement curled through Eric as he watched the show unfold.

Brandon shot a glance in his direction, his gaze smoldering,
his eyes full of promise. He did all of this for him. Putting on a grand show,
putting Alexa on display for Eric’s perusal. Deciding to go with it, Eric rearranged
himself on the bed. Propped up against the pillows, arms stretched and hands
resting behind his head, he crossed his feet at his ankles and settled in.
Ready to watch the drama unfold.

More than eager to participate in it too.

“What I’m doing is taking off your panties,” Brandon
answered as he slowly lowered the thin fabric, revealing her ass. The panties
slid from her plump cheeks, down her thighs, dragging along her skin. She
sighed, a mournful little sound and Brandon smiled. Her panties were wrapped
around her knees, and he reached up, stroked a hand down the curve of her ass.

“You want to touch her, Eric?”

Eric nodded, wrapped his fingers around his cock. Damn if he
didn’t want to blow right then and there.

“Her skin is soft.” Brandon reared up on his knees and
pressed his face against her ass, his lips perilously close to her pussy. “I
can smell her.”

“Oh God,” Alexa moaned.

“Spread your legs, sweetheart,” Brandon commanded and she
did so as best she could, trapped still by her panties. He dipped his index
finger between her legs, testing her. “Ah fuck, so wet.”

“Jesus,” Eric grunted, fisting himself. He didn’t want to do
this, not like this, with his cock in his hand and about ready to explode. But
it was such a turn on, watching his lover touch the woman he wanted more than
any other woman he’d ever met.

Brandon stroked her between her legs, adding another finger
and thrusting deep. The juicy sounds of her pussy filled the room, accompanied
by her breathless little pants and Eric stroked himself in time with Brandon’s
thrusting fingers.

“I know I said I wouldn’t fuck her,” Brandon muttered, his
expression ragged. As if he were completely overcome. “But I gotta taste her.
At least once.”

“Do it, Brandon,” Eric urged, his voice a harsh whisper.

“Yes Brandon, do it,” Alexa urged, her legs spreading as far
as they could, revealing the dark pink depths of her pussy.

“Beg for it.”

Her breath hitched in her throat. “What?”

“Beg me for it. Ask me to lick your pussy.” Brandon had
pulled this trick on Eric more than once. He knew Eric was more inhibited,
didn’t like making such dirty commands but once he drew it out of him it had
been damn liberating.

“Li—lick my pussy,” she whispered, her eyes sliding closed
as she pressed her lips together.

“Look at me over your shoulder and beg for it again. And
this time, say my name.” Brandon withdrew his fingers from her, earning a sad
little whimper from deep inside her throat.

She looked at him from over her shoulder. “Lick my pussy,
Brandon. Please.”

He rested his hands on her hips and gave her pussy an
exaggerated lick. “Like that?”

“Yes.” She nodded frantically. “Like that.”

“You want fingers?”

“I want fingers. Please.”

“And tongue.”

“Tongue and fingers, yes, yes.” She nodded again, her hair
swinging about her face.

Eric stroked himself faster, pre-come dribbling from the tip
of his cock. He used it to lubricate himself, gave a little moan as Brandon
tongue fucked Alexa with abandon from behind. She stood in the middle of the
bedroom, her legs spread awkwardly, black panties strangling her knees. Brandon
on his knees behind her, still completely clothed, his face buried in the back
of her. Tongue extended, long and flat as he licked and sucked at her creamy
pussy.

“Fuck, you taste good,” he muttered against her. “But I
can’t let you come.”

“What?” Her question came out strangled as she jerked away
from him. Brandon nearly fell to the ground, but he kept himself upright.

“I can’t let you come. We have to save that for Eric.”
Brandon looked in his direction, pointed a finger at him. “Get over here. She’s
more than ready for you. You want a taste of her pussy?”

“I want to fuck her,” Eric said, not in the mood for any
foreplay. He just wanted to get himself inside her tight body and fuck her
until he exploded.

“Oh my God.” Alexa sounded as if she were in pain as she
yanked the panties off, stumbling about the room. Brandon stood and grabbed her
by the arm, leading her toward the bed. He pushed her down, and she landed on
top of Eric, a heap of feminine soft skin, sweet scent and wet, wet pussy.

Eric’s cock twitched, and their gazes met. “Are you ready?”
she asked, her eyes bright, her cheeks flushed.

“Oh yeah,” he said with false bravado. Hell if he knew if he
was ready.

“You two aren’t ready until I say you’re ready.” Brandon
loomed over them, tall and menacing, still clad in his jeans and black sweater.
Looking completely and utterly in control of the situation, save for the
glimmer of her juices on his swollen lips.

Damn if Eric didn’t find that fucking sexy.

“Is he always this commanding?” Alexa asked Eric, her voice
low and so close to his ear he shivered.

“Always,” Eric said with a nod, looking at Brandon. He gave
him a slow smile and Brandon smiled in return.

Chapter Five

Alexa felt the hard probe of Eric’s cock against her belly,
and she pressed against him, eager to have him inside her. She ignored the man
who stood over them though it proved difficult. Her skin tingled, she could
feel his eyes sweep over her. She focused her attention on Eric instead,
sending him a smile. His arms circled around her and held her close, his
fingers brushing against the top of her butt, her breasts smashed against his
hard chest, nipples hard and aching.

He had a nice body from what she could feel. She hadn’t gotten
a chance to check him out. She’d been too focused on what Brandon had been
doing to her.

She hated admitting that but,
God
, the way he bossed
her around, stripped her of her underwear, pushed his fingers inside her body
and then his tongue…it had been unbelievable. Her body still vibrated, her head
spun and her clit throbbed in anticipation of her orgasm.

Damn the man for not giving her one. He knew exactly what he
was doing, knew exactly how to touch her to bring her so close to the edge.

And then he halted, left her there, hanging in agony. The
bastard.

The delicious, no-good, commanding, sexy as hell bastard.

She heard the rustling of clothing and glanced over her
shoulder, her breath lodging in her throat. Brandon stripped off his sweater,
revealing a broad, muscled chest and six-pack abs. His skin was bare save for a
feathering of dark brown hair around his navel that narrowed into a trail that
led beyond the top of his jeans. She licked her lips, unable to help herself.

“He’s gorgeous isn’t he?” Eric whispered in her ear, his
voice naughty, his hands wandering all over her body.

She nodded, went with Eric when he rolled them over so they
both rested on their sides, facing each other. “Wait ’til you see him
completely naked.”

Alexa laughed and shook her head, still unable to wrap her
mind around what was unfolding. She was naked in bed with Eric. Watching Eric’s
boyfriend strip and about to join them.

So. Freaking.
Weird.

And wicked.

And
hot
.

Brandon didn’t say a word, just stared down at them with
glittering eyes, his hands busy working on his belt. He undid it, slid the
leather from the loops with a clean whoosh and let it clank to the floor. She
kept her eyes trained on his beautiful big hands, watching his fingers work
over the snap and zipper of his jeans, push the offending fabric off his hips.
Her eyes widened when she realized he wore no underwear and his cock sprang
free, long and thick and just about the hugest thing she’d ever seen.

“See?” Eric said, giving her ear a lick, and she squirmed.

How she wished she could ride him tonight instead of Eric.

No, no, no. Not true. I’ve wanted this forever with Eric.
This is my dream come true. I want to fuck Eric tonight.

She also wanted to fuck Brandon too. God, the way he touched
her…

What if they wanted to both fuck her? At the same time?

Alexa shook her head, her heart leaping in her throat when
the mattress dipped and shifted from Brandon’s weight. She turned, watched him
with wary eyes as he came closer to her. He didn’t look away. It was as if he
could see her every secret and desire.

Very disconcerting.

“Get away from him,” Brandon commanded with a low rumble.
“Come over to me.”

“But…”

“Now, Lexi.” His mouth thinned, and she wondered what he
might do if she kissed him.

Probably shove her away and smack her ass for being disobedient.

Her skin warmed. Why did that particular image thrill her so
much?

Slowly, reluctantly but not really, she moved toward
Brandon. His arms banded around her, hauling her close, pulling her to him. He
scooted up on the mattress until he got into the sitting position, his back
cushioned by a pile of pillows. He settled her in front of him, her butt
nestled against his very hard cock, her back pressed against his extremely hard
chest.

He was hard all over. His skin was smooth and hot and
pulsing with life, with strength. Just being so close to him made her shiver
almost uncontrollably.

You’re here for Eric. Eric!

But she wanted Brandon too. God, she was such a greedy
bitch. She always had been. Eric was so delicious, but she still wanted more.

The little voice screaming inside her head always came at
the most inopportune or opportune times—take your pick.

“My offering,” he whispered into her hair. “My gift to
Eric.”

“I’m not an object,” she protested just for the hell of it.
It was as if he brought it out in her. The feistiness, her blatant
disobedience. She’d always been a bit of a fighter but something about Brandon
made her want to duke it out with him even more than usual.

“No, you’re much more precious than that. A flesh and blood
woman, a desirable woman and Eric wants you.” He dipped his head closer, his
lips upon her ear. He bit into the lobe and tugged, earning a little whimper
from deep inside her throat. “I want you.”

Her heart leapt with excitement at his admission. He wanted
her. And God, did she want him too. But she also wanted Eric.

“Get a condom on, Eric,” Brandon said. Eric reached for the
drawer in the bedside table, yanking it open so hard it nearly fell out. He dug
in the drawer until he found a small square wrapper. She watched in appreciation
as he rolled the condom on his cock, admired his length. He was big, but not as
large as Brandon.

She could feel that thing nudging against her ass, swore she
felt the wet smear of his pre-come on her skin. She wiggled against him,
aroused at the thought of him spilling on her flesh. Standing over her, strong,
muscular legs spread, fingers wrapped around his cock, jerking himself until he
spurted come all over her as she lay beneath him.

The both of them standing over her, marking her with their semen,
the image sent a fresh spurt of liquid heat between her thighs and she rested
her hand there. Gave a gentle flick to her swollen clit.

“Don’t touch yourself,” Brandon whispered, his hand coming
over hers, fingers curling about hers. “Not yet, sweetheart.”

“I want to come,” she whimpered, feeling desperate. Flayed
and open and ready to admit her every need to him.

“It’s going to happen and soon. Trust me. The buildup will
be so good it’ll be worth it.” He maneuvered her hand with his own, stroking
her, her fingers touching her clit but moved by him. It was sexy, powerful,
having him touch her by using her hand. “You’re so ready, aren’t you, baby?”

She nodded, her entire body trembling, focused completely on
the throbbing, tender spot between her legs.

“Are you ready, Eric?” They both glanced up to find Eric
before them, on his knees, his hand wrapped firmly about the base of his cock.

“Yeah.” He gave a jerky nod, his face covered in a light
sheen of perspiration.

“Then touch her.” Brandon let go of her hand, his palms
curving around her breasts, holding them. Offering them to Eric to feast upon.
“Suck her nipples.”

Eric bent over her, rained kisses across her sensitive
flesh. She shivered, gave a little whispering sigh when he licked at the valley
between her breasts. Nearly came out of her skin when he licked and sucked
first one nipple, then the other into the moist, hot cavern of his mouth.

“He knows how to suck,” Brandon whispered into her ear, only
for her to hear. “He sucks my cock so good I explode in his mouth.”

That image remained in her head as Eric continued his gentle
assault on her breasts with his mouth, tongue and teeth. Brandon continued to
hold her breasts, molding them into his palms, caressing her with his fingers.
He pinched one nipple when Eric sucked the other, drawing it out with his thumb
and forefinger, both of them driving her crazy. She thrashed about in Brandon’s
arms, hardly able to contain herself, ready for Eric to plunge his cock inside
her.

She reached for him, wrapped her fingers around Eric’s cock,
thrilled at the sound of his agonized moan. He wanted her as bad as she wanted
him. She knew it, and she drew in a sharp breath when she felt Brandon’s lips
on her cheek, kissing her, licking at her skin.

“He wants to be inside you,” he whispered again in her ear.
So low surely Eric didn’t hear him. “He wants to fuck you so bad. Do you want
him, Lexi?”

“Yes.” She gave a vigorous nod.

“Do you want me?”

Alexa refused to answer, a little whimper escaping her when
she released her hold on Eric’s cock, and he came closer to her. Poised just
above her, his questioning gaze met hers. As if asking permission and she
nodded slowly, answering the both of them.

With one sure thrust, Eric pushed inside her deep, all three
of them moaning in unison. She was completely cushioned between the two men,
surrounded by acres of sweaty hot male skin, wandering hands and probing cocks.

Her clit throbbed and swelled even more, her stomach
clenched and she grabbed hold of Eric’s shoulders. Ready to hold on for the
ride.

The most glorious ride of her sexual life.

Brandon held her close, his nose buried in her fragrant,
sleek hair. He watched in fascination as Eric pushed himself inside Alexa’s
body, he watched where their bodies connected. Slowly Eric withdrew, his cock
thick, glistening with her cream and then he plunged back inside, earning a
moan from deep within Alexa’s body.

He’d felt a connection to her from the start. He felt
connected to her now, even though she had another man—his man—inside her body.
She was the one who lay in his arms, whose body was pressed so close to his.
She admitted to him without words that she wanted him, that she most likely
wished it were him inside her body and not Eric.

With a frown he slightly shook his head. Didn’t this present
a fucking major problem?

One night with her, a couple of hours of conversation and he
was ready to toss everything aside for a chance with her? Just her?

Hell, no. Not even close to being possible, let alone smart.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come already,” Eric muttered, his voice
guttural, his expression tense. Sweat coated his face, the muscles in his arms
strained as he pumped himself inside Alexa. “I’m close. I’m close.”

Without hesitation Brandon reached in between them, his
fingers going for her distended clit. Her body tensed against his, her head
thrown back in ecstasy as he played with her clit, circled it with his fingers,
felt the nudge of Eric’s cock as it slid faster and faster inside her wet
pussy.

A pussy he couldn’t wait to fuck, to taste some more. He
still didn’t know what had come over him, fucking her with his tongue and
fingers like he had. As if he couldn’t resist her. Her musky scent had reached
his nostrils, luring him in and he’d bent his head closer for a sniff. Saw the
gentle curve of her ass, the juicy pink depths of her pussy, he’d breathed
there, just once. Just to see if she reacted.

Her shiver had been all the evidence he needed. He’d touched
her, sunk his finger deep and she’d been so wet, so tight. Licked her as if he
was some sort of out of control boy and she’d tasted so fucking good. If he
could, he’d suck her clit into his mouth right now. Drive her wild with a
vigorous tongue fuck until she shattered beneath him. Crying out his name and
begging for more…

Later, he told himself as he concentrated on bringing forth
her orgasm. He’d have enough time for that later.

He had a feeling his Lexi was enjoying this more than she
cared to admit.

“Oh,” she whimpered, her arms coming up to wrap around his
neck, her fingers buried into his hair. She arched, sending Eric’s cock even
deeper, and he groaned his entire body tensed above hers.

Brandon startled at her easy touch, the way she arched into
him. She was being fucked by Eric but grabbing onto him. And Eric was close to
orgasm—he recognized the signs. His lover was about ready to come like a madman,
and he worked Lexi’s clit harder, timing his strokes to the rhythmic pants of
her breath. Faster, faster until her body tensed as well, and she gasped out
his name.

His name. Brandon. Not Eric’s.

Eric didn’t even notice, too intent on his impending climax.
He pumped once, again, one more time and then he bent over Alexa’s body, his
entire body consumed with shivers. He threw back his head with an anguished
shout and came, his cock jammed deep inside her, emptying himself until there
was nothing left.

Brandon’s cock jerked and he pushed the thought away. He
most likely wasn’t coming tonight. He attended to Lexi’s needs, for once not a
selfish lover, desperately wanting to make her come. Her hands tugged at his
hair, hurting him and then her body convulsed, a ripple of movement beneath her
skin as she moaned long and low. Her orgasm swept over her and sent her
straight over the edge.

The edge into pure sexual bliss. He actually mourned the
thought.

Wished he was the one buried so deep inside her body.

Eric shifted, felt the familiar warm body nestled close
behind his. A fragrant bundle of female flesh lay resplendent in his arms, fast
asleep, the tiniest snore emerging. He lay in the middle of the bed, Brandon
behind him, Alexa in front of him. Sated and exhausted, a giant smile curved
his lips.

He’d just fucked Alexa while Brandon held her. Touched her.
And damn it had been good. The sensation of her hot pussy when he first entered
her, so tight, her inner walls milking him, grasping his length as he pulled
out, damn. Like nothing he’d ever experienced before. He was always the bottom
in the relationship. Loved nothing more than sucking a big dick and receiving
one in his ass, he actually never fucked Brandon in the entirety of their
relationship.

It had been a revelation, finding himself buried deep inside
Alexa’s welcoming body. Like a sort of coming home, a clarity of feeling that
had emptied his brain and filled his body with a swell of unknown emotion. The
sensation of her pussy wrapped tight around his cock, soft and wet, her inner
walls rippling along his length, it had been…unbelievable. Something he thought
he’d never cared to experience. He realized he wanted more. And often.