by Cameron Dane
She blinked and successfully kept tears from falling. Nodding, she touched his face, hair, and shoulders. “I can until your brother is gone.” Pressing her nose and forehead to his, she spoke mere centimeters from his mouth. “As long as you promise me you're back for good. I can't take you changing your mind again.”
Emotion choked his voice. “I am. God, baby, I am.” He grabbed her mouth with his, sinking fast as their lips met and he got a taste of Sarah's sweetness again. She locked her legs around his waist and strained into him, kissing him back, and Jasper started walking toward Sarah's bedroom.
As he passed by Jace, he reached out and snagged the other man's hand. Warmth immediately shot up his arm and filled his insides. Twining their fingers, without looking back, Jasper tugged Jace with them too.
Chapter Nineteen
Oh sweet mercy, Jasper is back. And he grabbed Jace's hand too.
Sarah held on tight to Jasper's waist with her legs and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him senseless as the feel of his warm, solid body flooded her blood with arousal once again. “I missed you.” She couldn't stop touching him and relearning his muscles and lines. “It felt like you were gone forever.”
“To me too.” Jasper slid Sarah to the floor, jerked his belt open, and yanked his shirt out of his jeans. “Take off your clothes,” he told her, his voice full of impatience. “I gotta see your pretty body.” He reached out and snapped the button on Sarah's cutoffs but also grabbed the hem of Jace's shirt and dragged him in closer. “You both got me thinkin' and wantin' all kinds of
things I never knew I could. You take all that stuff off too, Jace.” He looked Jace up and down, clearly already stripping pieces of clothing off in his mind, and Sarah's pussy dampened with excitement. “I want to look at you without nothin' on.”
I want to see these two men fuck each other one day. So badly . Sarah absorbed the testosterone and heat sparking the air, and her flesh tingled as this charge of maleness surrounded her and reignited her fantasies of the last week.
Jasper pushed one-half of Jace's shirt down his arm, revealing thickly corded muscle. Jace covered Jasper's hand, stilling it before it went any farther. He traded a glance with Jasper and Sarah, and the pale color in his eyes darkened to moss. “We should discuss this.” “I want you both to take me.” The request slipped out of Sarah unbidden. She pushed her
shirt over her head, whimpering as the soft fabric abraded her pointed nipples, pulling a reaction between her breasts and core like the coarsest hands scraping over her body. She needed these men to take care of the clawing, sexual desperation coiled inside her, already poised to snap.
Nee-ded. Right. Now. Sarah shoved her shorts and panties down to her thighs and let them fall to the floor, displaying the smooth mound of her sex and releasing the pungent fragrance seeping from within. “Please. I've been wet for days thinking about all of us together.” Slipping her hand between her thighs, Sarah pushed her fingers into her slick cunt, moaning as her channel rippled and produced more moisture. She pumped her fingers up through the snug opening of her sex, watching Jasper and Jace watch her, and noted that each man's focus zeroed in on the V of her legs. “See?” She held up her hand, displaying the sheen of lubricant coating her digits. “It's because I want you both so much.”
Rumbling, Jasper snagged her wrist and brought her fingers to his mouth. “My sweet Sarah.” He rubbed her index finger over his lower lip, then flicked his tongue out, tasting her, and Sarah's pussy squeezed in response. “Pure honey.” Jasper moved Sarah's hand to Jace's lips, offering him a sample. Jace dipped his tongue out, licked the pad of Sarah's finger, and then licked Jasper too. He sucked one finger from each into his mouth and tongued them as if they were Whistle Pops, murmuring appreciation with each swipe.
“Oh fuck.” Jasper's breathing grew heavier, and he reached down to unzip his jeans. Those two fingers, one Jasper's and one Sarah's, kept moving back and forth through Jace's lips. Jasper's jeans fell to his knees, and he pulled his cock out of his underwear, the head already red and shiny with precum. He stared at Jace and started to stroke himself in time with the other man's movements, and his eyes shone with shades of amber and green, full of need.
Sarah's ache mirrored what she saw in Jasper. Her breasts felt weighty with sensitivity, and her sex quivered, unsatisfied, every time a whisper of air caressed her swollen nether lips. Tension tightened the muscles in Jasper's bare hips and thighs, and Sarah moved into him, rubbing herself into his flank. The angle only teased her clit and wound more tightness within her, so she grabbed onto him with one arm and raised her right thigh, opening herself to more direct contact. The first brush of her slit across Jasper's lightly haired leg flared her channel, and she rubbed again, harder, searching for release from the pebble-hard points of her nipples and constant throbbing in her cunt.
Jasper let go of his erection and slid his arm around Sarah, tugging her right onto his haunch and holding her there with a hand on her ass. “Oh yeah, fuck my leg.” His gaze burned as he watched her writhe against his side. “Fuck it, fuck it.”
Sarah pumped her hips, and Jasper continued to encourage her, all the while, his penis bobbed with life of its own each time Jace sucked his finger.
Jace growled and let go of Sarah's and Jasper's hands. “Jesus Christ. You two are gonna put me in an early grave; I know it.” He tore off his shirt and went for his pants. “We need some stuff. I'll be right back.”
His retreat snapped Sarah out of her sensual fog. “Wait!” She just managed to grab his wrist before he got out of touching distance. “I have what we need. You told me to believe Jasper would come back.” She shrugged as heat reddened her cheeks. “I put action into my optimism and bought a bunch of different stuff.”
Closing the gap between them in one stride, Jace seared a crushing kiss on Sarah's upturned lips. “Goddamn it, honey, your thinking always turns me on. Get it”—his hand rode her crack and tapped her back entrance—“because I've waited long enough to get inside your ass.”
The thought of something so different and new becoming reality trickled the first drops of fear in Sarah's stomach. At the same time, she knew these men so well, and her libido still pulsed just as strong as a moment ago. “Finish getting undressed,” she told him. As she backed up to her nightstand, she looked at Jasper, and he still had on way too many clothes to suit her too. “Both of you, while I get the lube and condoms.”
While holding his pants up to his hips, Jasper moved to the edge of the bed. Once he sat down, he kicked off his boots and peeled off his socks. Unbuttoning his shirt, he worked his arms out of the sleeves and let it fall to the floor. After that, he stood again and kicked his jeans and underwear the rest of the way off his legs. Jace already stood in bare feet, so he stayed standing and eased his pants and underwear to the floor.
Both men stood naked and beautiful to Sarah's very biased gaze. They stared at each other, and Jasper's fingers drifted toward Jace's belly but abruptly dropped. He took a tentative step forward and put a hand on Jace's forearm. “I wanna kiss you again.” His voice wavered just a hair.
Jace cuffed his hand around the back of Jasper's head and dragged him in. “Cowboy, you don't have to ask.” He tugged a fistful of hair and came down on Jasper with an openmouthed kiss, pushing his way inside and drawing a moan. As the kiss clearly became more carnal, Jasper put a white-knuckle hold on Jace's shoulders.
Cowboy. Sarah had never called Jasper that in Jace's presence, yet he still used the same endearment. Not so original given his job, she knew, but it still tugged a sense of rightness in her, as if the universe was trying to tell her they were supposed to be three.
She tossed the lube and box of condoms onto the bed and just stood for a moment, enjoying the sight of these two men kissing so passionately. Jace was taller with darker coloring and thicker arms, chest, and legs, while Jasper's skin seemed to glow with a golden hue to match his hair. If Jasper were a sleek, prime specimen of a racehorse, Jace was a
big bucking bull.
And Jasper already knows how to ride a bull.
Damn it. Sarah bit her lip as her pussy contracted on the mental image of Jasper riding Jace's cock. She dropped to her knees beside the kissing men, craving a closer look at both of their straining erections. Her mouth filled with saliva, and she got in closer, inhaling the subtle differences in the heady musks of both men. Her body hummed in recognition of her mates, and she licked up the side of Jasper's erection and down Jace's, letting their fiery heat burn a mark of ownership on her tongue.
Each man, without words, moaned and shifted toward Sarah's touch. Sarah opened up, letting Jasper slide his cock into her mouth first and stuff it half full of dick. She sucked Jasper down, savored the smooth, solid texture of his penis, and vibrated with pleasure at being able to give him a blowjob again. His rigid length moved over her tongue with a hot slide, and Sarah pulled in her cheeks on his withdrawal, giving him the suction on his shaft she knew drove him crazy.
Sarah had been dreaming about boys, men, penises, and what she could do with them and what they would do to her with them for longer than was probably proper, and she couldn't get enough of these two men's pricks right now. She welcomed them alternating in feeding their cocks into her open mouth and fucking it for a few deep strokes, only to pull back and let the other one have a chance to push past her lips too. Their hands tangled in her hair, tilting her head back so they could watch her suck them off with just as much open fascination when one pushed inside her as the other. Jace's and Jasper's gazes glittered in the shadows of the slowly darkening room, and the light from the hallway and through the window cast them all in harsh dark and light angles and shadows.
She took Jace's prick for a third time with a murmur of pure joy, mumbling incoherent noises of complete pleasure around his burning erection. Blood-filled veins lined his thick member and stamped a map on her tongue and cheeks. Sarah went down on him as much as she could, filling every space in her mouth with him, and pulled up with slow, suffocating pressure on his rock-hard flesh.
Jace hissed in reaction and pulled his cock away from Sarah's mouth. “Ohhh fuck, that's too good. Enough of that.” He drew her up from her knees. “Tonight”—he tripped her back onto the bed, fell on one side of her, and pulled Jasper down to the other—“we want you.”
The men shared a glance. Something fired between them in the exchange, and Jasper pulled Sarah on top of him, splaying her legs on either side of his. His erection rubbed between her thighs, and he dug his hands into her hair, pulling her face down to his. “You say stop if you change your mind, you hear me?” Command ruled his voice, and his fingers curled hard against her scalp. “Promise me.”
Love swelled a tight ball in Sarah's chest, and she covered the backs of his hands with hers. “I've never feared sex with you, Jasper. I trust you completely.” She rubbed his rough hands until the tension in his fingers subsided. “Jace would never hurt me either. I want this.” She let go of his hand and cupped his cheek. “I want to feel like you're a part of my body again, and I want him to be a part of it too.” With her other hand, she reached out and pressed her palm to Jace's chest, tying herself to his warmth and life force too. “I promise.”
Jasper's pupils dilated, and he surged up, grabbing Sarah's lips with his in a clinging kiss. He slanted his mouth across hers and held her face with a rough hold, and Sarah reveled in the display of emotion. She clamped her thighs, and her body naturally rocked into him, grazing her mound against his lower belly with every move. Her blood started to flow again in earnest, rushing to her pussy, swelling her clit and labia, and increasing her sensitivity. Jasper slid his hands down her sides and grasped her hips, helping her move in time with each invasion from his tongue. Suddenly, a solid, hot weight covered her back, surrounding her, and the distinct heat of male cock split the flesh of her ass cheeks.
Sarah automatically stiffened. Jace dipped down, pressed a kiss to her shoulder, and lingered at her ear. “Just start by getting used to my weight on you and my cock against your backside.” He kept his elbows dug into the bedding but dropped his chest to her back and pressed the length of his penis between the hills of her ass. “It's okay. I won't shove into you without preparing you first.” He scraped his lips across her nape, eliciting a shiver, and started up a steady stroke of his erection in her crack.
Jasper slid his hands up her sides to her breasts and cupped the outer area in his hands, kneading her and teasing the edges of her nipples as best he could. Sarah welcomed the contact, any contact, and sank onto his body completely, glorying in it. Jace moved with her and never let up on his weight covering her from behind. One person's motion guided the next, and Sarah held on to her sanity as best she could by clinging to Jasper's hair with one hand and Jace's slowly flexing hip with the other. Between both men's lips constantly brushing her sensitized skin, Jasper's length pushing against her pussy, and Jace's prick riding her crease, Sarah became one giant pulse of need. She pressed her forehead to Jasper's and pumped her open cunt low on his belly, welcoming the abrasion of his pubic hair against her aching clit. Jace kept rocking into her ass, grazing his cock over her back entrance time and again, and her asshole pounded with wanting just as strongly as her pussy did.
Staring up at her, Jasper didn't blink, and his eyes blazed with open lust. Knowledge too. “You're hurtin' for it, aren't you?” He pressed a soft kiss to her lips and cheek.
Biting her lip, fighting against coming, Sarah nodded.
Jasper's gaze lifted to over Sarah's shoulder. “Help her,” he said. “She's ready.”
Jace's weight left her back, leaving her feeling exposed and chilled. Sarah lifted onto her hands and shifted, watching as Jace tore open a condom packet and slid the latex down his erection. After pinching the tip, he picked up another one and met Jasper's gaze. “Do you want me to put it on for you?” He reached down and rolled Jasper's sac in his hands.
Jasper grabbed Sarah's hips as he bucked off the bed in response. “We don't… Oh fuck…” He sucked in breath when Jace drew his hand up the underside of his cock. “It's only been us since our first date. We don't use rubbers.”
The condom fell from Jace's hand. “Right.” Longing he didn't successfully hide roughened his voice and tightened his jaw. Quickly, he slid his hand up Sarah's spine and gently forced her back down to Jasper's chest. He then drew up her knees a little bit to tilt her ass, took Jasper's hands, and guided them to her buttocks. “Hold her open for me.”
Goose bumps popped up on Sarah's arms and legs as Jasper took one cheek in each hand and pried her open. Cool air danced over the newly revealed skin, and the click of the bottle of lube opening fluttered new excitement through her core. Jace put his hand on the small of her back, sinking warmth into her spine, and with the other, rubbed his lubricated finger right over her asshole.
Every muscle in Sarah's body contracted, and she sucked in air audibly.
Jace kept up the pressure on her ring but also moved his hand up and down her back, almost petting her. “Let yourself get used to it, honey.” His finger moved over her bud, up and down, and with a little twisting push, tormented her hole. “I swear you're going to open right up for me in under a minute.”
All of Sarah's muscles went back and forth between unbearably tight and loosening completely, and she did not even have the strength to look back at Jace working her over. Jasper was her lifeline, so solid and still beneath her, but every bit of her internal focus centered solely on what Jace did to her pucker. He continued to touch her back entrance with complete intimacy and murmured base words about her sweet little ass and how he would live in it. He somehow made raw commentary sound soothing and loving, and soon he had her pussy creaming down her thighs. Sarah groaned with desire, started moving her hips again, and right then, on the push back, Jace slipped his finger into her ass.
“Ohhh goddamn it, goddamn it.” Sarah bit Jasper's shoulder as Jace pushed his finger deeper into her channel, burning her stretched opening and
forcing her walls to accommodate his invasion. At the same time pain fired through her passage, her toes curled, her cunt squeezed with powerful spasms, and her nipples became hard as diamonds, digging into Jasper's chest.
It feels so darkly good.
Sarah tucked her face against Jasper's throat and swallowed with difficulty through the sensation of Jace's digit filling her ass. “Give it to me again.” Her voice registered somewhere between a whisper and a groan and sounded foreign to her ears. “Fuck me with your finger; let me feel it move.”
“Christ, honey.” Jace withdrew and drizzled more cool lube into her flaming opening. He leaned over her and pressed a line of kisses down her spine, pausing to swirl his tongue against her cleft before rearing back up. “I knew you'd love it.” He forced his finger back in, taking her quivering tunnel to a new depth, then pulled out and sank in again.
Gritting her teeth, confused by the combination of pleasure and discomfort, Sarah felt driven to push her ass back into Jace to steal as much of his finger as she could. After a handful of strokes, an immeasurably thicker taking stretched her open wider, and she breathed through the new level of preparation as Jace forced two fingers into her rectum. He moved his digits within her channel, pushing at her walls in a twisting motion, and once again, even though she could hardly breathe, Sarah bumped back into the thicker penetration, needing it and the deeper level of arousal it fueled in her. She pushed up to her hands and stared into Jasper's desire-dark eyes. With her head hanging and her gaze on the lust burning in him, Sarah circled her ass into Jace's two fingers, moaning low as her pussy throbbed and she silently begged for more.
