by Marla Monroe
Her attentions were divided when Wesson mounded her breasts with his hands then laved his tongue across one nipple then the other. He squeezed each breast before sucking on one puckered nipple, making her squirm even more. It was all too much with both men paying such close attention to her. She couldn’t figure out where to focus, her pussy or her breasts. They were driving her crazy this way.
“Please,” she moaned out.
“Please what, babe?” Wesson asked before sucking hard on her nipple.
“I don’t know. It’s too much,” she whimpered.
“It’s not enough, Jess,” Cole whispered against her pussy lips.
She nearly screamed when Cole sucked on her clit before licking at her juices once more. Then he thrust two fingers deep inside her making her cry out at how good it felt to finally have something inside of her.
“That what you want, sweetheart?” Cole crooned.
“More. I need more,” she cried out in a hoarse voice.
“As soon as you come, babe.” Wesson twisted her nipple then nipped the other one.
“Oh, God. I’ll die if I don’t,” she told them.
“We’ll take care of you, darling,” Cole said.
Then they were touching and licking and sucking and tugging on her from top to bottom. She couldn’t be sure who was doing what as her body burned for them, edged closer and closer to ecstasy.
Finally, when she was sure she would combust, her orgasm washed over her like a storm-lashed beach. She cried out, and then her voice went hoarse and nothing would come out as she jerked and bucked between them. Finally they had mercy on her and pulled back. She couldn’t open her eyes for long seconds as she fought to control her breathing.
“You can’t imagine how amazing you look right now,” Wesson whispered into her ear. “All pink and rosy from your orgasm with a fine sheen of sweat coating your body. You glow, babe. You fucking glow, and we did this to you.”
“I think I died and went to heaven, but they kicked me out,” she said in a raspy voice that didn’t even sound like her.
“Nonsense. Someone as sweet as you they’d have kept,” Cole said.
“We want you, Jessie. We want to make love to you at the same time. Can you allow us to do that?” Wesson asked.
“I—I don’t know. I’ve never had anal sex. How is there room for both of you at one time?” she asked, nerves jumping at the idea.
“We’ll fit, darling. We’ll take good care of you. I promise. If you need to stop, we stop, no questions,” Cole assured her.
“I want you guys, too. I’m a little scared though,” she said.
“Let us get you ready and we’ll take it slow,” Wesson said.
“Okay.”
Chapter Fifteen
Jessie wasn’t sure about taking both men at the same time, but she trusted them to stop if she asked them to. They were good men and had treated her like a princess ever since she’d met them. But anal sex? At the same time as regular sex? She didn’t know how it could possibly feel good for her. Still, she wanted to try. She’d read about it in her romance novels, but that was fiction, and this was real life.
“Climb up on Cole, Jessie,” Wesson said. “Straddle him and take him inside of you.”
Cole had laid back on the bed, his hand slowly moving up and down over his thick, hard cock. She could see the drop of pre-cum at the top before he ran the palm of his hand over the top and spread it down his erection. The sight was mesmerizing. She hesitated until he held out one hand to her.
Jessie climbed on top of him and slowly slid down the hard, silken length of him until she felt as if he were lodged in her throat. He was thick and so very hard. She squirmed as he seemed to swell inside her.
“So fucking tight,” Cole rasped out.
“You feel good inside of me,” she said, her voice whisper-soft as she fought to be still.
“Fuck me,” Cole said. “I want to feel you glide over me, darling.”
The idea of moving up and down his rigid dick made her shiver as she slowly rose up then sank down on him over and over in a slow, torturous rhythm that had both of them groaning. Then Wesson gently pushed her over so that she lay against Cole’s chest. While Cole kissed her, Wesson spread something cool and greasy against her back hole. He rubbed little circles around the puckered entrance before adding more of the slick lubricant.
“I bet you’re going to be tight back here, aren’t you, babe?” he asked.
Jessie couldn’t say anything. Cole was kissing her, and she really didn’t know what to say to that anyway. Despite Cole trying to distract her, she was nervous and stiff with worry.
“Relax, babe. Nothing happens that you don’t agree to. Let me get you ready. You need to let go so that you’re not all rigid.” Wesson massaged her ass cheeks, spreading them as he did.
She willed herself to do as he said, draping herself over Cole’s chest so that her head lay over his heart. The steady beat calmed her as Wesson pressed a single finger inside her ass. He didn’t go far, just an inch, before drawing back and squirting more of the liquid inside her. He pushed his finger in deeper this time and slowly moved it in and out of her until she was taking his entire finger without any trouble.
The feeling of his finger back there wasn’t unpleasant at all. In fact, it felt sort of nice. Then he added more lubricant and a second finger. It pinched at first, but after a few seconds of the slow, easy rhythm he’d set, it felt good, as well. Who would have thought that there were pleasure points in her ass?
“I think you’re ready, Jessie. Are you okay with me pushing my cock inside that tight ass of yours?” Wesson asked.
“I think so. I mean I want to try. What you’ve already done felt sort of good.”
“Remember, if you need me to, I’ll stop.” Wesson massaged her ass cheeks as he spoke.
“Okay.”
She felt him add more lubricant, and then there was more pressure than she’d felt before. Cole wrapped his arms around her back and rubbed his hands up and down her back as Wesson slowly breached her back hole with his cock. It stung then burned as he entered her. There was another moment of sharp pain, and then he was inside of her, and she felt so full she didn’t know how to react.
“Are you okay?” Wesson gritted out from behind her.
He wasn’t moving, and she needed him to move. With Cole inside of her at the same time, she felt as if she were choking, and the pressure was just this side of pain.
“Yes,” she ground out. “But I need you to move. Do something. It’s too much.”
Wesson pulled back then pushed deeper inside of her as Cole pulled out. The exchange of positions as the men rubbed oversensitive nerve endings soon had her groaning with a pleasure she’d never felt before. How could something feel so good and so bad at the same time?
“Fuck, you’re so tight I’m never going to last long,” Wesson said in a strained voice.
“With you inside of her, I’m in the same boat,” Cole said from beneath her.
“Oh, God,” was all that Jessie could say.
Pleasure rolled through her as both men moved over and under her, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body like nothing she’d ever experienced before. She actually had both of the men she loved inside of her at one time. It was a heady feeling.
“So tight, so good,” Wesson hissed out.
“Are you okay, darling?” Cole asked in a husky voice.
“Yes. Don’t stop. I’m close.” Jessie never would have believed she could climax with both men inside of her. She’d expected it to hurt too bad for that.
Cole slid his hand between their bodies and rubbed lightly over her clit. The dual sensation of both of their bodies seesawing into her and the press of his finger against her little nub was too much. Jessie screamed out as her orgasm roared through her. It felt as if every nerve ending inside of her exploded at the same time. Pleasure engulfed her as she flew sightlessly.
After what felt like hours, Jessie came
to herself with both men petting her. Cole’s hands rubbed up and down her back while Wesson rubbed up and down her upper thighs. She felt him pull out and realized they’d evidently both come when she had. The pressure eased from her body when he withdrew.
“Don’t move, babe. I’m going to clean you up,” Wesson said.
She felt cool air brush over her ass when he moved away. She was still on top of Cole with his softening cock inside of her. She didn’t want to move. She felt too good where she was.
“Are you okay?” Cole asked her.
“Um-hm.” She couldn’t manage much else.
Cole chuckled. “Cat got your tongue?”
“Feel good,” she finally breathed out.
Then Wesson was back with a warm cloth. She should have felt embarrassed as he cleaned her up, but all she could feel at the moment was relaxed and sated. They’d pulled every bit of pleasure from her until she was limp with it.
Once Wesson was finished, Cole lifted her off of him and settled her next to him. Jessie curled over him as Wesson climbed into bed on the other side of her and spooned behind her. She couldn’t believe how good she felt or how tired she was. Minutes later she felt herself drift off still in a haze of pleasure.
* * * *
Cole petted Jessie’s upper back as she lightly snored. He grinned. They’d worn her out. He couldn’t help but feel some pride that he’d been a part of taking care of her.
“She’s exhausted,” he told his brother.
“I’m about wiped myself,” Wesson said.
“She felt so damn good.”
“Yeah, she did. I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
Wesson brushed a strand of Jessie’s hair aside and kissed her neck. Cole kissed her forehead. She’d given them a treasure by allowing them to make love to her at the same time. He cherished it.
“I love her, Wesson. I think I’ve loved her since the beginning,” Cole said.
“I love her, too. She’s a-fucking-mazing.”
“I want to tell her.”
“I think it’s too soon.”
Cole sighed. Wesson would hold out, but Cole didn’t want to. He looked over Jessie at his brother.
“I think she feels the same way. She wouldn’t have given herself to us like this if she didn’t feel something more,” he said.
“Yeah. I know you’re right, but what if she doesn’t love us like we do her?” Wesson asked.
“I believe she does. I don’t want to wait. She needs to know how we feel.”
“But what if you’re wrong?” Wesson persisted.
“I’m not. We’ve got to tell her.”
Wesson was quiet after that. Cole knew his brother worried that she’d disappoint them. He might be the most stoic of the two of them, but he was also the most vulnerable when it came to women. He expected them to disappoint them because, in the past, they always had. Jessie was different. He was positive of that.
Cole planned on telling Jessie how he felt the next day, even if Wesson didn’t. He wanted her to know how special she was and what she meant to them. She deserved to know.
“Okay, I’ll tell her with you,” Wesson said from the other side of the bed.
Cole had thought the other man was asleep, but he’d obviously been drifting in and out of sleep.
“Good. We’ll tell her tomorrow. She’s going to want to go home early to get ready for school on Monday,” Cole said.
“I know. I hate for her to leave, but I know she needs to. I want her with us always. Do you think she’ll move in with us if we ask her?” Wesson asked.
“I don’t know.”
“Do we ask her?”
“Not yet. Let her get used to us loving her first.”
“Yeah. Guess you’re right.”
Cole smiled. Once Wesson admitted to himself, then told Jessie, he was all out in wanting to make it permanent. Still, asking her to move in with them needed to come after they asked her to marry them.
He was sure Wesson wanted to hear her say the words back to them as much as Cole wanted that. He was almost positive she felt the same way, but what if she didn’t? It would hurt. It would probably devastate his brother. Was it too soon to say them? Cole didn’t think so. They’d taken a big step when they’d taken her at the same time. To him it meant they were serious in the relationship. Would she see it the same way? The only way to find out was to tell her how they felt and see how she took it.
Cole kissed her forehead and looked at her lying draped over him. He loved her so damn much. He prayed that telling her how he felt wouldn’t drive her away. With that last thought, he allowed himself to fall asleep.
Chapter Sixteen
Jessie woke to the scent of frying bacon and coffee. She stretched and realized she was alone in the bed. Her body felt comfortably sore. The kind of sore that spoke of amazing sex the night before. She couldn’t believe she’d had both men inside of her at the same time. It seemed so naughty but, at the same time, so right.
She scooted to the edge of the bed and stood, looking for something to put on in order to follow her nose to the kitchen. She located one of the men’s shirts and pulled it on. It fell to her knees. She slipped on her underwear and padded into the bathroom. Once she’d washed her face and combed her hair, Jessie shuffled toward the kitchen where she found both men. Wesson was sitting at the bar with a mug of coffee in front of him while Cole stood at the stove frying the bacon.
“Morning,” Wesson said.
“Good morning,” she said. “Coffee smells great.” Wesson stood and walked over to the counter where he poured her a cup then handed it to her.
“How do you feel this morning?” Cole asked, turning from the stove.
“Good. I feel good,” she told him.
“Hungry?” he asked.
“Starved. I can’t believe I am considering that meal last night,” she confessed.
“I’m making bacon and pancakes,” Cole told her.
“Have a seat,” Wesson said, patting the stool next to him.
She climbed up and sipped her coffee. It was delicious.
They talked about nothing in particular all through breakfast. She loved that the conversation didn’t seem the least bit awkward after their night together. She’d been worried they’d be distant and withdrawn. She’d worried for nothing.
Once they’d cleaned up the dishes, the two men urged her into the living room where they set her between them on the couch. She expected they’d turn on the TV, but instead, they each took one of her hands in theirs.
“We want to tell you something,” Cole said.
“What?” she asked, a little apprehensive now.
“We love you, Jessie,” Cole said.
Of all the things she’d expected him to say, it hadn’t been that. She felt relief and surprise rush over her like a cool spring wind. They loved her. They really loved her. Jessie smiled up at Cole then Wesson. She was about to tell them that she loved them, as well, when Wesson pulled her into his arms and kissed her. It was a desperate kiss full of need. Then Cole was pulling her toward him with a kiss full of promise.
She finally recovered enough to tell them how she felt. “I love both of you, too. I was afraid to say it, that it was too soon, but I do. I love you both.”
Both men heaved out a breath and fought to hold her. She giggled as they wrestled her between them.
“Easy, guys. One at a time. I feel like a pull toy.” She laughed.
“Sorry,” Cole said. He leaned back.
Wesson didn’t seem willing to let her go. It made her smile. She had two men who looked like Greek gods who said they loved her. It hardly seemed real.
They cuddled on the couch and watched a movie before Jessie reluctantly said she needed to go to get ready for school the next day.
“We’ll call you later,” Wesson said. “I’ll drive you home.”
“I love you,” Cole told her as they stood in the open door of the truck.
“I love you, too.
I’ll talk to you later,” she said.
Wesson seemed reluctant to let her leave. She knew he was wanting to say more, but held back. She couldn’t imagine what it might be. Then Cole moved him out of the way and closed the door.
Jessie waved to him as Wesson backed around in the drive and drove toward the main road. Immediately she felt a sense of loss at leaving. She wanted to stay longer, but she had things to do. Although she’d done most of her chores before going over to the guys’ house, she still needed to put away her laundry and pick out what she would wear the next day. None of that seemed all that important now.
This is crazy. I can’t stay there all the time. I have to come home sometime and tend to my own house.
Still, she felt the loss as they pulled into her drive. Jessie smiled as Wesson opened her door and helped down from the truck.
“Remember to lock up and have a good day at work tomorrow.”
“I had a great time, Wesson.”
He cupped her face in his big hands and kissed her. It was a chaste kiss by their standards, but it affected her in a big way. Her heart stuttered in her chest even as the breath left her lungs. He smiled and gave her a little push toward her door.
“Go on inside, Jessie,” he said.
She’d just stepped into the house when her phone dinged letting her know she had a text message. She pulled her cell out and smiled. It was from Cole wanting to be sure she’d made it home safely. Jessie texted him back that she had and wished him a good night.
Jessie till couldn’t believe that both men loved her. She’d been so worried that they wouldn’t feel the same about her as she felt about them, and now they’d confessed that they did. It felt so good. She fairly danced around the house as she got ready for school. When she’d finally settled down for the night, her phone dinged again. She checked the message to find it was from Cole wishing her a good night. She smiled and texted back the same to him and Wesson.
She was sure she’d dream about the two men when she finally fell asleep. Knowing they loved her was the best feeling in the world.
