Two if by Sea (10 page)

He swiped his tongue across hers before breaking their kiss to whisper in her ear. “Private or public? Your pick.”

Tony licked her earlobe into his mouth and sucked until Daphne shuddered against him. “Private. I can’t be the show…not like this.”

“Good.” He grinned against her cheek. “I didn’t want to share you with anyone but Damon. Not tonight.”

“Where is he?”

Tony glanced up and motioned with his hand. “Right behind you, babe.”

“
I
was looking
all over for you.”

Tony turned as he led Daphne down the hall. “Sorry. You should have stayed put.”

“I’d have been having a hell of a lot more fun, that’s for sure.”

Tony shook his head and tested the handle on a room in the back of the club. It opened and he disappeared inside.

When they’d first thought up a sex club inside a singles cruise, everyone said it was overkill. But having a designated place to come and engage in… naughtier pursuits… kept the dance floors and bars a bit more low key. Most of the time.

It also gave them a chance to get it on somewhere other than the suite. Somewhere with handcuffs and blindfolds and a whole host of toys. But this time? Damon just wanted Daphne. Nothing wild or crazy or out of her comfort zone. Just her and that body he could adore for hours.

Damon shut the door behind them and turned the lights on low. A four-poster bed, thick curtains. Mirror on the ceiling. He grinned as Daphne tilted her head. The gasp made him chuckle.

“Is every room like this?”

He slipped his hands around her waist. “Do you mind? We could go back to the suite.”

She twisted around until she faced him. “No.”

Good. He didn’t think he’d make it all the way back without his hands all over her. He hadn’t had nearly his fill of her body. Making her come had only been a warm-up, not the main event.

Damon grabbed her shirt by the tail, tugging it up and over her head before reaching behind her to unclasp her bra. It fell to the floor and he bent to lick a nipple.

She pushed him off. “No. Not yet.”

Daphne sank to her knees. She reached for his belt and Damon grabbed the bed post. Her hand slipped inside his boxers and wrapped around his shaft.
Damn
.

“He doesn’t get to have all the fun. Stand up.”

Daphne frowned. “I don’t want this to be about me.”

“It’s always about you. That’s the whole point.” Tony reached for her hips and pulled her up to stand while she stroked Damon’s cock inside his pants.

“We want to kiss you. Touch you. Make you come over and over.” Tony tugged her pants and underwear down and pulled them off. “I want you begging us to let you sleep. I want you drunk on orgasms and flying free.”

Damon couldn’t have said it better himself. She was naked and all theirs.
Mmm
. Damon couldn’t wait.

“Up on the bed, on your back.” Tony patted the mattress and Daphne climbed on. “That’s it. Right like that.”

Her head slid off the edge of the mattress and Damon glanced up. Tony slipped out of his clothes with a grin. “What’re you waiting for?”

Damon pulled his shirt off and stepped out of his pants. He stroked himself as he stepped closer, his balls in perfect line with Daphne’s eyes.

“Want to taste it?”

Daphne didn’t answer, she just opened her lips and took him in, lifting her hands off the bed to hold him by the hips.
Christ
. She sucked like a vacuum, pulling him closer until he pitched forward and held onto the bed for support. With his hands on either side of her waist, Daphne worked his dick, swirling her tongue up and down, over and around.

She was incredible.

With every bob of her head, her tits bounced up and down, nipples shaking and shimmying. Daphne lapped at the head of his cock, rolled her tongue around the ridge, as her hand slid down his shaft.

All he could do was hold on.

The bed dipped and Tony climbed over her naked body. His eyes found Damon’s and he smiled. “You’re so fucking sexy, Daphne.” His hands stroked her skin. “Soft and smooth and so damn kissable.”

Tony bent down and licked her nipple, teasing the bud until she moaned around Damon’s cock. The hum almost sent him over, but he couldn’t come yet. Not until he’d buried himself inside her.

With a groan, he pushed himself upright and stepped back. His dick popped from her mouth and strands of saliva came with it.

“Damon, wait—”

“Shh. We’re just getting started.”

With a wicked grin, Tony pushed her thighs apart and kissed Daphne’s inner knee. Her gaze flew to him and Damon walked to the side of the bed to watch.

Tony inched up her smooth, milky thighs, licking the salty sweat from earlier in the day off her skin. She was so sexy and vulnerable draped across the bed. Naked and baring herself to both of them.

“Tell me what you want.” His voice commanded her attention and she twisted to find him in the dim light.

“You. Both of you.” Her arms reached out, but he didn’t move.

Tony spread her legs, revealing her soaked and needy slit to both of them. Tight, and pink, and coated in her cream—it was all Damon could do to not push Tony out of the way and dive in.

“How?”

She thrashed on the bed. “I don’t know!”

Tony bent down and kissed the top of her mound.

“Tell me how you want us. In your pussy?”

“Yes.”

Your mouth?”

Tony ran his tongue along her folds.

“Yes.”

“Your ass?”

Daphne cried out as Tony licked a slow circle around her clit.

“I didn’t hear you.” Damon reached forward and tugged on her nipple.

“Yes!”

“Mmm?” He flicked the other.

“All of it. I want all of it.” She arched off the bed and dug her nails into the sheet. “Please.” Her hips rose off the bed and Tony chuckled.

Damn
. The look of satisfaction on his best friend’s face as he lapped at Daphne’s clit only made Damon harder. He stroked his shaft and climbed up onto the bed.

She wanted everything? That’s exactly what she’d get.

Damon leaned over Daphne and kissed her as Tony spread her legs. He couldn’t get enough of her need for them. Her taste.

Mmm. Fucking delicious.
He swirled his tongue around her clit as he pushed her legs in the air. Her slit spread wide open, bare and ready for him.
Damn. I could do this all day.

Daphne soaked herself with every lick, juices dribbling down her thighs as she panted and moaned above him.
Just like that, honey.

He thrust his tongue inside her, pumping one, two, three, until she arched her back. Her hands flew up in the air and Damon caught them. He held her there, pinned to the bed, as Tony worked her harder.

His dick throbbed between his legs, a solid shaft begging to have a turn buried inside her. But he wanted her flying first. He flicked her clit in rapid succession,
bam, bam, bam,
and she cried out.

“Oh, God! Tony! Ahh…”

She trailed off and he flicked at her with his tongue again, sending her over the edge and into her own personal heaven. Her back arched and he thrust his tongue inside her channel, feeling her muscles clamp around him as the orgasm rocked her.
Shit
. She was beautiful when she came.

As the last of her tremors subsided, he pulled back and wiped his face with the back of his hand.

Damon let her arms go and looked up at Tony. One glance said it all. This woman was more than a cruise fling. Every touch of her skin and he needed her more. Wanted more. A week would never be enough.

Fuck
. Tony stroked his cock and leaned back on the cushions. She wanted both of them? Everywhere? That’s what she’d get.

Daphne moaned as Damon reached underneath her shoulders. She gasped as he picked her up and set her down on all fours.

Her face was inches from Tony’s cock and he stroked harder, aiming straight for her lips. She licked her lips and opened her eyes.

Tony smiled.
Oh, this’ll be good.

Tony’s grin made Daphne’s toes curl. How could a man be so sexy? She’d never gone for the full-of-himself types. Probably because those inflated egos were never deserved.

But Tony?
Damn
. He deserved every bit of it. More. She licked her lips and leaned forward. His cock teased her, standing straight and proud and an inch from her mouth. Did he want her to…
Yes
.

Daphne slid her lips over his velvet head and groaned as he filled her mouth. Hot and hard and so very suckable. How had she gotten by with boring sex most of her life? Had the firm reduced her to living in the shadows? To being a shell of a woman?

Damon’s hands stroked her ass and she shivered. She wasn’t in the shadows now. No. Daphne Meadows was front-and-center, star of a threesome in the sex club of a cruise ship. You couldn’t make this stuff up. No one would believe it.

She slid down Tony’s shaft, farther and farther until his thick head bumped her throat.
God
. That feeling. The way she controlled the pressure and the speed. The way he groaned every time she slammed down.

An exhale through her nose, a flattened tongue and
mmm
. She took him deeper. His head hit her throat with a solid
oomph
and Damon slid up behind.
Yes!
This is what she’d wanted. Craved.

Damon and Tony all over her like before. It wasn’t her imagination or some trick of cruise ship fantasy. They were matches and gasoline. She was the spark. Together, an inferno.

Damon’s hand slipped between her legs and she moaned down Tony’s length. He circled her clit with his finger, over and over and she whimpered. It wasn’t enough.

She pulled off Tony’s cock with a wet smack and climbed over his legs. “I can’t wait any more.”

He laughed and pushed her hair away from her face. “Let me get a condom.” Tony leaned over and grabbed a packet from the side table. He sheathed his cock and grinned at her. “Take me, baby. Take every last inch.”

She straddled his hips and positioned herself and…
Oh, thank God.
Daphne impaled herself on Tony’s cock and it was the most glorious feeling. Stretched and stuffed, full of cock and man. Orgasms were wonderful, but sex was satisfying.

Tony filled up her void, pushed her to the limit, gave her pleasure with every rock of her hips. Up and down she worked him, riding him as a new orgasm built deep inside.

“Don’t get carried away, Daphne. You’re not done yet.” Damon came up behind her, his dick hot on her naked ass. He kissed her shoulder, neck and ear. “Tell me I can take you…here.”

His hand reached down between her ass cheeks and a warm wetness soaked her puckered hole.
Lube
. The thought sent a thrill through her.

She nodded. Two men at once? Never had she been so bold. But she wanted it. Needed it. Let them smother her in their seed. Fill her up and wreck her.

“I need to hear you say it.” Damon circled his finger, around and around her ass, pressing and testing. She moaned and he pushed inside.
Oh!
A groan slipped past her lips.

It was dirty and wrong and so damn hot, Daphne reeled. A different kind of pleasure built inside her. Something dark and heavy. Sinful. She moaned louder.

Tony ran his hands along her thighs. “Relax, Daphne. Let him in. You’ll love it. Trust us.”

She nodded and lolled forward, letting Tony take her weight.

Damon pumped his hand, working his finger in and out, again and again. Every stroke sent a wave of dark delight through her. She shuddered.

“That’s it. Relax. Damn, you’re so tight. I can’t wait to fuck you.” He pushed a second finger inside her, working the pair back and forth, stretching her open, getting her ready.

“Please, Damon.” She pushed her body down onto Tony and Damon’s hand. She needed them to move. To fuck her. Damon reached around her front and stroked her breast, toying with her nipple as he scissored his fingers.

“I’m ready.” She couldn’t bear the waiting. The torture.

His fingers slipped free and Daphne cried out.

“Easy, babe. We’ve got you.” Damon scooted close, his legs between Tony’s. His cock pressed against her and as Daphne exhaled, he pushed inside.
Oh my God.
Pleasure and pain and a fullness unlike anything she’d ever felt before.

Deeper and deeper he took her until she’d done it. She’d taken them both. All the way.

“Fuck, that’s good.” Damon stroked her breasts and hugged her to his chest. “I won’t last. Not like this.”

“Then make it count.” Tony’s voice rumbled from beneath her and before Daphne could say a word, the pair of men moved.

In and out. Deep and shallow. Oh! When

one retreated, the other thrust. Filling her up, working into a rhythm. A thin layer of her body the only separation. They stroked each other as they fucked her in rhythm, two cocks slicing through her.

How had she lived without the pair of them her whole life? This wasn’t just sex.

Hot and bright and blindingly fast, an orgasm crashed into her. Flashes of color, explosions in her head. Euphoria. Daphne came undone.

Tony and Damon groaned as her body clamped down around them, squeezing their shafts until they had no choice but to come with her.

Tony grabbed her hips and slammed up from the bed.
Oh, yes!
He came, emptying into the condom as he groaned and shook beneath her.

Damon grunted in response, his hands shaking as he came last of all. His release rocked her, a smaller orgasm rebounding after the last. Wringing every last drop of pleasure from her body, Damon collapsed on top of her.

Two men, below, above, inside her. Giving her everything they could give.

Aftershocks rolled through Daphne with every shake and shudder of both men. She lolled against Tony’s chest and closed her eyes to soak up the satisfaction.

“Jesus, Daphne.” Damon pulled away and Tony rolled them onto their sides. Sex and sweat coated her back and thighs and ass. She was filthy on the outside, but on the inside? She glowed. Daphne had never been so wonderfully used.

She sunk into the sheets and curled up around both men. One hand on Damon and a leg draped over Tony. It felt right to be wrapped up in their arms. It didn’t matter that she was in a room made for sex floating on the ocean. Tangled up with Tony and Damon felt like home.

How could real life ever compare to this?