Brody pulled out of the kiss a little, still resting his lips against hers. “Drew was right, you do want this.” He spoke in a soft murmur, tracing circles around her areola that made Sidney arch against him. “How do you want it? Do you want me to watch while Drew fucks you, or do you want him to watch us? How about if we take it in turns, would you like that?”
Sidney moaned and clutched at his shoulders. She turned her head aside, ashamed of her inability to hide the magnitude of her need from him. When he closed her breast more firmly in his cupped hand, she shuddered. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Don’t worry. We have.”
Sidney swung her gaze back to Brody’s. “You mean…you and Drew?”
“Cheryl Ames.”
“Ah.”
“It doesn’t matter. About Cheryl I mean,” Brody said dismissively. “What I’m saying is, we know how to make it good for you.”
Her curiosity about that other woman whispered away like smoke on the wind, leaving behind only the smoldering fire of passion, the thrill of the forbidden. We know how to make it good for you, he’d said. Both of them.
Need coiled tighter in her abdomen. Thinking of what Brody had said over dinner about the aforementioned Cheryl, Sidney declared, “I don’t have a crush on you.”
Brody’s laugh abraded her cheek. “Good. Crushes can be very inconvenient.”
He drew back and found her gaze with his. The amber flares in his brown eyes flickered like embers waiting to be reignited, while an unexpected sobriety softened their depths. “I was joking before. I already know who you prefer out of Drew and me. Even if I could, I’d never do anything to try and change that.” He tucked a curly tendril of hair behind her ear, a surprisingly tender gesture that squeezed at Sidney’s heart. It was so unlike Brody to show any emotion. “This won’t mean anything, Sidney. It’s just mating instinct.”
Sidney twisted her lips. “You promise?”
“Trust me. I’m very familiar with mating. The meaningless kind is my main area of study.”
“Funny, that doesn’t really surprise me.”
Brody laughed, a low, sexy sound. His chest vibrated against hers, teasing her tingling flesh once again. She really couldn’t take much more of this.
“So how about it, Shortcake?” Brody prompted.
Sidney found herself answering with a wordless nod.
Chapter 3
Drew was standing by the table when Brody led her back to the dining area. The outline of his shoulders was tense against the golden glow. He turned when they entered the room.
“I think your girl is ready for dessert,” Brody said from behind her.
Sidney knew he wasn’t only referring to the white chocolate mousse he’d brought with him from the kitchen, and her insides creamed like the dessert’s whipped topping. The bowl made a soft thud on the table as Brody set it down. Anticipating what he planned to do with it made her all kinds of hot.
Drew’s face eased into a relaxed countenance. Yet his eyes remained earnest as he stepped forward and trailed his knuckles softly across her cheek. “Are you sure, Sid? I was beginning to think I’d made a huge mistake. It’s not too late to tell this reprobate to go home.”
“Who you calling a reprobate?”
Drew held her gaze, ignoring Brody’s retort. He ran the tip of his finger over her lower lip. Sidney nipped it with her teeth before taking it into her mouth, the most articulate answer she could formulate.
Drew groaned at the action, watching while she slowly sucked his fingertip. “Oh, Sid, honey. You’re so beautiful.” He withdrew his finger from her mouth, trailing it down her neck until he reached the top of her dress. He curled it around the fabric and gave a gentle tug. Then he swooped and captured her mouth with his.
His kiss was persuasive, a seductive melding of lips, teeth and tongues that, as always, involved Sidney’s entire being in the process—her heart, soul and libido. He gently squeezed her breasts and she moaned, forgetting for a moment that they weren’t alone.
Reality came back when Drew began steadily easing her dress up and over her thighs. She felt the night air brush coolly against her bared backside and realized that he was revealing her to his friend. Drew was going to undress her in front of Brody, and the knowledge bumped her arousal to new heights. She wrapped her arms around Drew’s neck, tightly, the added height afforded by her shoes making her breasts crush against his pecs. She swayed back and forth, rubbing her aching flesh against him, a blatant urging.
He accommodated her, sliding his hands down until they were gripping her ass. He lifted her against him, pulling her cheeks apart as her sex nestled against the rough denim of his jeans where they strained over his erection. Sidney heard a low guttural sound and knew Drew hadn’t made it. Brody.
He was watching Drew caress her bare behind. The realization made her whimper and kiss Drew with increased urgency. He responded in kind, devouring her mouth while he moved his hands to cradle her head.
Then Brody touched her. She felt immediately that Brody’s hands were different to Drew’s. His touch was different, more forceful as he traced the curve of her backside. The fabric of his trousers scraped against the silk stockings encasing her legs, parting her knees and rising to the juncture of her thighs so she was compelled to widen her stance. Then his hands were clutching at her cheeks, molding them.
Still kissing her, Drew reached down to grip her thighs and lift her off her feet. Brody was right there behind her, lifting her into Drew’s arms. Brody’s fingers did a slow walk to her center, and she realized the position Drew had put her in opened her completely to Brody’s touch.
He found her sultry cave and dipped a finger presumptuously inside. The sliding of his flesh inside hers made a slick, wet sound. “Oh my God.” Sidney moaned and held tight to Drew while her hips rocked in time with the repeated thrusts of Brody’s finger.
Drew asked, “Does that feel good?”
Sidney offered a muffled grunt of acknowledgement.
Brody added a second finger to the first, and Sidney moaned long and loud. She swayed against Drew and he took her weight easily, a solid column of strength she could cling to as Brody manipulated her with his hand. He educed a fierce response as he continued to plunge two firm fingers in and out of her while she hung on to Drew for dear life.
“She’s so wet,” Brody rasped. “I bet she tastes good.”
“Sid always tastes good.” Drew gently nipped at her neck. “Better than dessert. Even better with dessert.”
Drew swung her around and Brody’s fingers slid out of her. He settled her butt on the hard wood of the dining table. She looked up into Drew’s eyes and saw they’d darkened to a deep sapphire blue. She adored it when he looked at her like that, as though she was the most desirable creature he’d ever seen. “I hope you’re up for this, Sid. Because I really don’t want to stop.”
How could a woman ever be ready for something like this? But if she turned down such an opportunity she’d regret it for the rest of her life. Sidney gave a firm nod, injecting as much conviction into the act as she could.
Drew’s breath eased out of his chest. He reached forward and folded his hands over her shoulders. His fingers hooked beneath the material of her dress, moving it downward as his hands traveled to her elbows. Her bare breasts bobbed free, their crests pebbling further at being revealed.
Her breath grew shallow as Drew pulled her arms from her sleeves, twisting the neckline of her dress around her waist. Her eyes fluttered closed when his head dipped low, and her breath came out in a long exhalation as he took a nipple into his mouth.
Drew was so good with his tongue. As he swirled it around the distended peak of her breast in an action he knew full well would drive her crazy, Sid found herself bracing her weight on the table behind her with the flats of her hands. She was weak with excitement, and he’d barely started. She hoped she’d survive this.
Something made her open her eyes. She saw Brody wa
tching her with a need so raw she felt a fresh wave of longing wash through her. She remained caught within his gaze for a long, tension-filled moment while Drew softly massaged her breasts, transferring the delicious lick of his tongue from one stiff peak to the other. He spread his hand across her back, groaning in satisfaction as he brought her breasts toward him. The position forced Sidney to seek purchase on his hips with her feet, her stiletto heels digging into his outer thighs.
All the while, Sid held Brody’s gaze. Her lips felt parched and she licked them, knowing the act would heighten Brody’s need. She wasn’t wrong. In one step he was beside her, his hand curling around her nape as his head descended.
The touch of his lips was searing but not as demanding as earlier. Now that he had her where he wanted her, Sidney supposed he’d decided he could take his time. Brody’s tongue embarked on a tour of her mouth that seemed to mirror the swirling, wet exploration of Drew’s tongue on her breasts. The twin sensations were so pleasurable that when Brody pulled back at last and Drew lifted his head from her breasts, Sid let out a cry of abject despair.
“It’s going to be okay, Sid,” Drew murmured. He ran his touch along the length of her thighs until he found the hem of her dress. He lifted her hips so he could drag the garment up and bunch it at her waist. “We’ll make sure everything’s perfect for you.”
Drew trailed his fingers up her leg until he touched her saturated lips. He only had to trace a circle around her entrance to discover the level of her arousal. “You’re dripping. Are we making you wet?”
Sid shifted her naked backside on the tabletop, unable to prevent the telling response. She’d never been so wet or excited in her life. “Yes.” She found her voice for the first time since this started. “The thought of you both is making me crazy.”
“Prepare to go nuts, Shortcake.” Sidney turned to see Brody holding out a spoonful of his sinful dessert for her, an equally devilish expression on his face. “This is going to make you cream.”
He looked deep into Sidney’s eyes, moving the spoon to her lips. Sidney opened her mouth and let him stick the spoon inside, the action making her think of what else she’d like to have Brody stick in her mouth.
The erotic thought increased her pleasure in the spectacular sweet, and Sidney couldn’t help the long moan that sounded as she swallowed the rich flavor to the back of her throat. “Hmm…that’s so good.”
Drew twirled his finger in a tantalizing circuit of her opening, taking the juice he collected there and spreading it around the lips that protected her pulsing clitoris. Brody filled her mouth with heaven while Drew took her to arousal hell with his finger. Sidney had no idea which way was up.
As Drew encroached farther into her pussy, Brody advanced again with the spoon. He crammed her mouth full of the sticky treat, then leaned down and covered her mouth with his own. He dipped his tongue inside her, stealing some of the whipped cream back, while Drew inserted another finger into her core and started a slow, sure stroke. His ministrations, coupled with Brody’s teasing kiss and the heavenly dessert, made Sidney insane. She tilted her hips into Drew’s hand and kissed Brody with fast-mounting hunger.
She was seconds away from an orgasm when Brody released her mouth. A moment later Drew pulled his fingers from her hot channel. “No.”
Brody asked her, “You want more, Shortcake?”
“Yes!” she yelled. “Oh, yes.”
Brody’s smile was the epitome of wickedness. “Drew first.”
At first she thought he meant she should make Drew come first. Sidney didn’t mind, she loved bringing Drew to orgasm.
But then Brody handed him the spoon, chock full of the fluffy white mousse. Sidney realized what Drew intended only a second before he brought the utensil between her legs and slathered the confection all over her neatly shaved lips.
Sensations of pure cool sweetness washed over her. She hovered so close to orgasm she could have come from Drew’s caressing her clit with that spoon. With a spoon for God’s sake! Sidney would have laughed if she wasn’t so tense with the need to come. She moaned as Drew pushed the creamy dessert into every nook and cranny. “Dear God, what are you doing?”
From between her legs, Drew glanced into her eyes and gave her the smile that never failed to make her go weak at the knees. “I’m making myself a Sidney sundae.”
Helplessly acquiescent, Sidney sank down onto the table, her back flat against the warm wood.
The flick of Drew’s tongue over her lips inflicted erotic torture. He sighed with audible satisfaction at his first taste of her covered in the dessert. His moans of appreciation grew more pronounced as he lapped at her, eventually making his way toward her opening, where he tasted the confection mingled with the heady juice flowing from her core.
Sidney started when Brody’s hands came to settle on her breasts. His calluses were a rough drag across her nipples as he gently caressed her. He cupped her small mounds, thumbing their crests until she arched against his touch. The action sent her pussy careening toward Drew’s mouth, and he took the invitation to bury his tongue to the hilt in her channel.
Sidney cried out. She was so close, climax only a breath away.
Brody took his hands from her breasts and she gasped a protest. He grabbed her wrists, pinning her arms to the table and forcing her to look at him.
He stood at the opposite side of the table to Drew, so he faced her upside-down. He stared hard into her eyes as Drew sucked at her pussy, stroking her with his tongue. “He knows exactly how to make you come, doesn’t he?”
Sidney could only nod.
“Something I have yet to learn.”
The thought of Brody between her legs, doing to her what Drew was doing, sent more cream sliding out to coat Drew’s tongue. He groaned, ate up the offering and lifted his head on an epithet. “You need to come now, don’t you?”
Sidney squirmed, the table unyielding beneath her. Drew’s hands held her thighs against the wood at one end while Brody pinned her arms at the other. She felt trapped by such an unbearable desire, such burning heat, she began to think she’d die if it wasn’t alleviated soon. “Oh yes. Yes, Drew. Please.”
He teased her by gently blowing at her moistened lips, now clean of dessert. Sidney moaned in frustration.
Brody once again found her breasts with his hands. His touch this time was harder, unrelenting. “And you want me to touch your breasts while he makes you come.”
She all but sobbed. “Yes, Brody. Yes.”
Brody began a slow circular movement with his palms while Drew bent his head to her again. This time he sought out her clit with a long wet stroke and Sidney bucked. Brody held tight to her breasts to steady her, plucking at their pained tips. He lowered his head and slanted his mouth over hers.
The first burst of ecstasy came in a rush. Sidney writhed against the table as Drew took her clit into his mouth and suckled it just as she liked. She wailed her rapture, the sound swallowed by Brody’s mouth. His hands were insistent on her breasts as she arched into the first waves of blessed release.
Clinging hard to Brody’s solid shoulders, Sidney rode it while she returned his kiss. She gave all she had, and when the end of the freefall approached, she became aware of the need to breathe. Dragging her mouth out from beneath Brody’s, she gasped for air.
Long moments later she still quivered with the aftereffects. She felt movement between her legs and dimly realized that Drew had left his position. Soon he appeared beside her. Brody shifted his weight to one elbow and brushed a hand through her hair as Drew came into her line of vision. He looked down at her with an expression so adoring she shuddered anew from the force of it. “You’re incredible, Sid.”
Sidney emitted a weak laugh. He was calling her incredible? “I feel incredible. I’m stunned speechless.”
Drew smiled and caressed her cheek. “Honey, that was only the beginning.”
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