Husband. She did love the sound of that word.
Brenna laid her hand on Eric’s leg. “I suppose Keith is expecting us right away.”
“He knew what time your plane landed, and he knows the time it takes to get from the airport to my place.” Eric glanced at her. “Why?”
Brenna drew little circles high up on Eric’s thigh with one fingertip. “Well, you mentioned going to my place first. You could…welcome me home in a very special way before we meet Keith.”
Eric raised her hand from his thigh and kissed her palm. “Trust me. I will definitely welcome you home in a very special way before the night is over.”
Chapter Seven
Brenna almost choked on her sip of wine. Keith had been telling stories all through dinner about his and Eric’s college days, and some of the crazy things they had done.
“You know,” Eric said as he leaned back in his chair, “I don’t think Brenna really needs to hear all the sordid details of my past.”
“You leave him alone. This is fun. Go ahead, Keith.”
Keith looked from Brenna to Eric and back again. “I don’t like the look in his eyes, Brenna. I think I’m about to get in major trouble here.”
“He wouldn’t dare hurt you in front of me.”
“Don’t be too sure about that,” Eric growled.
Keith opened his mouth to speak again, but stopped when the telephone rang. He grinned. “Saved by the bell.”
“Just hold whatever you were going to say until I get back.” Eric laid his napkin next to his plate and stood. “I’ll take that in the living room. Excuse me.”
Once he left the room, Brenna picked up her wineglass and took another sip. This was the first time she’d been alone with Keith. He seemed like a great guy. He was certainly easy to look at with his tall, muscular frame, broad shoulders, and sun-streaked light brown hair.
He was also affectionate. When Eric had introduced them, he’d lifted her off the floor in a tight hug. A man’s hug told a lot about him. She could tell by the way he squeezed her that he’d be very attentive to a woman.
If she wasn’t so crazy in love with Eric, she’d definitely be interested in dating Keith.
“Would you like more wine, Brenna?” Keith asked, touching the bottle of white zinfandel.
“Yes please.” She held up her glass and let Keith refill it. “The dinner was wonderful. Eric didn’t tell me you’re such a great cook.”
“He didn’t know. I’ve been a slug for the last three days. Either Eric’s cooked, or we’ve eaten out.” Keith set the wine bottle back on the table. “It’s usually been Eric cooking. Having real meals I haven’t ordered off a menu has been great. But I decided I should do something other than be a slug, so made a trip to the grocery store while he went to the airport. I’m afraid I’m not much of a baker, though, so no fancy dessert.”
“After this wonderful meal, I don’t have room for dessert.” She propped her elbows on the table and held her glass in both hands. “You’ve done a lot of talking about Eric, but very little about yourself. Your job must be so exciting. Where do you go next?”
“Back to the Middle East. I’ll fly out of Sea-Tac to New York Saturday, then on from there.”
She wondered at the flat tone of his voice. She thought he’d be excited to get back in the middle of all the action. “You don’t exactly sound enthusiastic about it. Being a foreign correspondent sounds absolutely fascinating.”
“I love my job, I do, but I’m just… I was really tired. I needed these few days off. Eric’s been a great friend. He’s pretty much let me do whatever I’ve wanted to, which has included a lot of sleeping and reading.”
“Then you must have needed to sleep. I firmly believe your body tells you what you need.”
Keith tilted his head. “Eric has been bragging about how intelligent you are. Looks like he wasn’t simply bragging.”
Warmth flooded her cheeks. Receiving a compliment always embarrassed her. Brenna quickly turned the conversation a different direction. “Tell me more about Eric’s college days.”
Picking up his wineglass, Keith leaned back in his chair. “I don’t think I should talk about my friend behind his back. How about if we talk about you?”
Brenna shrugged. “There’s nothing exciting about me.”
His gaze dipped to her breasts for a second. “I disagree with that.”
Knowing Keith was teasing her with that wicked look in his eyes, Brenna shook one finger at him. “Coming on to your best friend’s girl is not allowed.” She sipped her wine. “C’mon, be brave. Eric is a gorgeous guy. I’ll bet he didn’t lack for dates, did he?”
Keith chuckled. “Well, I don’t know how ‘gorgeous’ he is since he isn’t my type, but no, he didn’t lack for dates.”
“Did he have a steady girlfriend?”
Keith shook his head. “No. He never dated anyone for more than a few weeks. That hasn’t changed over the years. I’ve known him a long time, and he never stayed involved with one woman for very long…until you. He really loves you, Brenna.”
“I love him, too, more than I ever thought I could love a man.”
“I like the sound of that,” Eric said as he walked back into the dining room. He kissed Brenna’s lips softly before returning to his chair.
Keith set his glass on the table with a thump. “If you two are gonna get all mushy, I’m outta here.”
“You’re just jealous ‘cause I got the girl first.” He kissed Brenna again. “Brenna’s a lot of fun when we’re mushy.”
“I’ll bet she is.”
“Okay, guys, that’s enough. You both sound like you’re flirting with me.”
“Moi?” Keith asked, wide-eyed. “I would never flirt with my best friend’s girl. Besides, you told me I couldn’t.”
“I think it’s time to change the subject.” Brenna stood and began to gather up the dirty dishes. “Would anyone like coffee?”
“Sounds good,” Eric said as he also stood. “If you’ll start the coffee, I’ll get dessert.”
“Dessert? But Keith said he didn’t make any.”
“He didn’t. I did.” He looked directly into her eyes. “I made chocolate mousse.”
Eric watched Brenna’s eyes widen, then narrow seductively. He knew the mention of the creamy dessert would affect her. They hadn’t had the chance to eat the mousse she’d made Friday, or the chance to play with it during lovemaking. They would do both tonight.
He and Keith had plans for that chocolate mousse later. Eric had prepared a double batch to be sure they had enough.
Eric dished up their dessert while Brenna started coffee. Keith winked when Eric set the dish in front of him. They’d talked at length about Brenna’s sexual likes and dislikes. Eric had been open with Keith, telling him intimate details about Brenna’s body. This evening was for her, to give her as much pleasure as possible. The more Keith knew about what Brenna liked, the more he could please her.
And if he and Keith had fun along the way, that would be even better.
* * * * *
Brenna stretched out on her stomach and sighed from pleasure. She hated sleeping in hotel beds whenever she went out of town. They were never as comfortable as her own bed. And they definitely weren’t as comfortable as Eric’s.
Sighing deeply, Brenna snuggled her head into the pillow. While she loved sleeping in her queen-sized bed, she especially loved sleeping in Eric’s decadent king-sized one. She’d gone right from his decadent huge bathtub to the middle of his bed without bothering with any type of clothing.
She saw no need to put on any clothing when it would be removed as soon as Eric came to bed.
“Mmm, I do love that view.”
Smiling to herself, Brenna wiggled her butt at Eric. She let out a squeak of surprise when he swatted one cheek. Holding her wounded flesh, she turned to her side. “What are you doing?”
“Paddling that luscious ass,” he said with a grin as he rubbed his hands together. “It felt
really good. Roll back to your stomach so I can do it again.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Aw, c’mon. Let me have some fun.” He kissed the side of her knee, then slid his tongue up the outside of her thigh. “I promise I’ll make it feel really good.”
Brenna had no doubt about that. Everything Eric did to her felt really good. They’d never tried any kind of bondage or S&M, but she’d thought about it. She doubted if there was anything to do with sex that she hadn’t thought about.
She rolled back to her stomach.
She heard his belt buckle being loosened. The rustle of clothing made her shift on the bed as her clit began to throb in anticipation.
“Lift your ass,” he rasped.
Heart pounding, Brenna did as he ordered.
“Pump it.”
Again, she did as he ordered, slowly pumping her hips up and down.
“Reach back and pull your cheeks apart.”
Brenna didn’t think she could wait one more moment to feel his hands on her. “Eric, touch me.”
“I will, I promise. Just do what I want.”
Blood surged in his cock when Brenna spread her legs, lifted her ass high in the air, and pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her puckered anus. He licked his lips and swallowed hard. It’d been much too long since he’d had his cock buried inside her ass. He planned to remedy that tonight, with Keith’s help.
Catching a movement in the corner of his eye, Eric looked toward the door. He’d left it partly open when he came in the bedroom. Keith quietly entered the room. Already naked, he walked to the end of the bed. One look at Brenna’s ass and exposed pussy and his cock began to harden. He glanced at Eric and nodded, indicating he was ready.
Eric dropped a kiss on each cheek, then one on Brenna’s anus. She shifted on the bed and he heard her catch her breath.
“Do you like that?” he whispered against the sensitive flesh.
“Yes.”
Starting at the top of her cleft, Eric licked down to her clit. He wiggled his tongue over it, smiling to himself when it peeked out from the feminine lips as if seeking more. He gave it another moment of his attention before running his tongue back to her anus. He dipped his tongue inside her, once, twice, three times.
“God, Eric, that feels so good.”
“I want to fuck you here.”
“Yes, yes, but please lick me more first.”
Eric looked up and motioned to his friend. Keith bent over and touched Brenna’s ankle with the tip of his tongue. Eric watched him slowly begin to work his way up Brenna’s leg for a moment before returning to his pleasant task.
He knew the moment Brenna realized something was different. She’d been lying with her face buried in her arms, writhing beneath his tongue, when she suddenly stiffened.
“Eric?”
He glanced at Keith and grinned. “Yeah?”
She cleared her throat. “I feel… How are you doing that?”
“Doing what, sweetheart?”
“Your tongue is…back there, but it’s also on my leg.”
Keith switched to her other leg while Eric spoke. “I don’t know what you mean, Brenna.”
Jerking away from them, Brenna sat up and scrambled around to face them. Eyes wide, her gaze traveled from one to the other, finally landing on Keith’s face. “What are you doing?”
“Licking your leg.”
Her gaze swung to Eric. “What’s going on? Why is Keith in here…” She glanced at Keith’s groin, but quickly looked back at Eric. “…naked?”
“We want to give you a wedding present. One night of incredible passion and pleasure.”
“What?” she said weakly.
Eric tugged on her arms, which she had wrapped across her breasts. At the same time, Keith climbed up on the bed and took her ankles. She kicked at his hands. “Eric, I don’t want this!”
“Don’t you? Haven’t you ever imagined two men making love to you at the same time?”
The pink climbing into her cheeks answered his question. He would never force Brenna to do something that would make her uncomfortable, but he knew she’d enjoy herself if she’d just let go.
“I’d never ask you to do something you didn’t want to do, Brenna, but I know you’ll like this. We’ll make sure you like it.” He caressed her chin with this thumb. “Let us love you, babe,” Eric whispered before kissing her softly.
Keith took her ankles again. This time, she didn’t pull away.
Chapter Eight
Two men at the same time. Yes, Brenna had fantasized about it…more than once. What woman wouldn’t dream of having two men who wanted nothing except to please her? But she’d never expected it to ever happen, especially after she became involved with Eric. What they shared in bed was amazing. He was all the man, all the lover, she’d ever need.
Yet she couldn’t deny the thought of both of them making love to her at the same time was incredibly exciting.
Keith gently tugged on her ankles. Brenna’s curiosity got the best of her. She wanted to know what they’d planned to do to her. After an instant of resistance, Brenna took a breath and let him pull her until she lay on her back.
Eric leaned over her, his face close. The hot look in his eyes made Brenna swallow. “We’re going to make you feel so good, babe. All you have to do is relax and enjoy it.”
Brenna nodded. Part of her still wasn’t sure about this. Part of her was intrigued and becoming more and more aroused.
Keith began licking her ankle again. He circled the delicate bone with his tongue until it was thoroughly wet. Then he blew on it. The combination of his warm breath on her damp skin sent goose bumps scattering over her body. Brenna moaned softly and closed her eyes.
Eric cupped her left breast and rubbed his thumb over her nipple. “No, don’t close your eyes, babe. Watch what he’s doing to you.”
Opening her eyes again, Brenna propped up on her elbows. She looked from Eric’s hand on her breast to Keith’s mouth on her leg. She’d soon have four hands and two mouths on her at the same time. And two cocks inside her. Her gaze shifted to Keith’s groin. Very impressive. His cock wasn’t quite as thick as Eric’s, but every bit as long. From the stories Eric had told her about Keith’s love affairs, she had no doubt Keith knew how to use it, too.
Brenna gasped when Eric closed his mouth over her nipple. He rolled his tongue around the peak, then suckled hard. He’d told her to keep her eyes open, but the strong sensation made her eyelids too heavy. Brenna’s eyes drifted closed and she sighed in pleasure.
Her eyes popped open again when she felt a warm tongue on the inside of her right knee. Keith was drawing closer and closer to her center. If she wanted to stop this before it went any further, before none of them would be able to stop, she had to do it now.
Brenna lay back, stretched her arms over her head, and spread her legs.
Keith moved up her body and started suckling her other nipple. Brenna almost complained for she desperately needed one of them to pay attention to her pussy, but their mouths felt too good. She loved having her nipples sucked, licked, nipped. Nothing turned her on faster than Eric playing with her nipples. She laid her hands on their heads to hold them even closer to her breasts.
A gentle hand on her stomach made Brenna catch her breath. Another hand slid low on her abdomen. She couldn’t tell which touch belonged to which man. Not knowing made it even more arousing. She arched her back and spread her legs a bit farther.
One fingertip dipped inside her navel. One fingertip ruffled her pubic hair. Brenna raised her head, trying to see who was doing what to her. She couldn’t see over their heads.
Right now, she didn’t care who was doing what, as long as one of them speeded up this whole process.
Keith’s suckling became harder. Eric kissed his way up her chest and neck to her jaw. He nipped the lobe, then darted his tongue inside her ear. It all felt wonderful, but she needed more. Brenna was ready to shout for someone to rub her clit.
Two fingers pushed inside her, and Brenna moaned loudly.
“That’s Keith touching your pussy,” Eric whispered in her ear. “It makes me crazy to see another man’s hands on you.” He shifted, rubbing his hard cock against her side. “God, I need to fuck you.”
“Then do it. Please.”
“No. Not yet. Not until you come.” He clasped her breast firmly. “I want to watch Keith make you come.”
Brenna looked into Keith’s eyes as he raised his head from her breast. They were a startling blue, made even more startling by the fierce desire in them. Holding her gaze, he pushed his fingers higher inside her and pressed her G-spot. Little curls of sensation shot down her legs to her toes, then quickly climbed back up her legs to between her thighs. She spread her legs another inch and shifted her hips, trying to draw Keith’s fingers even farther inside her.
She was so hot, one little whisk across her clit would be all she’d need to climax.
Unfortunately, Keith didn’t seem to be in any hurry to locate that needy part of her anatomy. He returned his mouth to her breast and continued to pump his fingers in and out of her wet pussy. Brenna had no problem telling Eric what she wanted sexually. She wasn’t sure how to do the same with Keith.
He lifted his head and gazed into her eyes again. “What do you want me to do, Brenna?”
It was no wonder these two were such good friends. They were both psychic.
“Do you want this?” he asked. He located her clit and brushed it with his thumb.
“Yes!” She raised her hips off the bed. “Oh, yes. More, please.”
“Like this?” Keith pressed his thumb against her. “Or like this?” He drew a small circle over it.
“Like that. Oh, yessss!”
It took four whisks, not just one. Brenna cried out when the orgasm galloped through her body.
Eric loved watching Brenna’s face as she experienced a climax. She’d scrunch her eyes shut and bite her lower lip, so he never doubted when the feeling took over her body. Knowing she had received pleasure made him feel almost as good as when he had his own orgasm.
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