Cassidy didn’t wait for her to respond to his challenge. He grabbed her hands, holding them together over her head. The position forced her back to arch, pressing her breasts to the sky. Her breathing picked up speed, her chest rising and falling with each deep gulp. If it wasn’t for the sparkle in her eyes, Nash might have worried.
“You are a very naughty girl,” Cassidy whispered in her ear. Nash took the opportunity to extend his tongue, licking the length of her slit again. She moaned, thrusting her hips toward his mouth.
Taking his lead, Cassidy sucked one sweet berry nipple into his mouth. She arched off the table, pushing more of her plump breast into Cassidy’s mouth. She was a wanton little thing. And damn did he love her that way.
Only a greedy woman could take on two men—let alone two men like them. Two men who weren’t afraid to push for everything they wanted, until she was so blissfully happy she couldn’t walk.
And right now, what they wanted more than anything was to have her together. Just the idea had Nash’s whole body shaking. There was no time like the present to shift her a little closer to that goal.
He licked her again, a long, wet swipe, before he set his lips around her clit and sucked hard. Tremors shivered over her legs as he slid his thumb down her body to rub against her tight asshole, before pushing his thumb inside.
He didn’t take as much time to prep her this time. She didn’t need it. She screamed out at the sudden invasion, her muscle clamping on him so hard his finger almost went numb. He licked and sucked her through each clamp, spreading pleasure along with any pain she might feel—though he doubted there was much.
When her whimpers turned to moans, he slowly pulled his thumb out and pushing back in. Thrusting a little further, exploring a little deeper. Nothing was hotter than watching his thumb move in and out of her asshole. From the first startled gasp as he pushed inside her, followed by the deep throaty moans as she grew used to the sensation. He’d put money on it she’d never had anything else shoved up there. The way her body clenched at his finger, the startled cries that echoed from her lips. He was sure of it.
Her body opened up to him. Her moans rose with each new thrust. Her hips jerked, trying to gather more of him inside her. His whole body burned at her desperate demands. He leaned back from her tasty cunt for a second to regain his breath. He was close to losing it. His normal tricks to distract himself—long division, baseball, rotted fruit in Mr. Herbert’s dumpster—weren’t working.
His cock ached, but he continued to lick her, twisting his thumb inside her until she screamed out his name. Quivers shook through her entire body, her toes curled into his shoulders.
Limp, she fell back onto the table, replete. His chest swelled with pride as he licked the remaining traces of her from his lips. She was the perfect picture of a pleasured lady. All soft rose skin, pretty pink nipples, big satisfied smile. Her hair was spread wild around her head. Her eyes stared up at him, relaxed and so damn gorgeous he almost couldn’t breathe.
“That was nice.” The satisfaction in her voice made him feel a hundred feet tall.
“Nice? You think that was just nice.” Cassidy’s voice was a rough snarl. But it was the look on Cassidy’s face that pulled him up short. His gaze was hot and feral, like a bull in heat.
Not that Nash blamed him. Judging from the tent in his boxer shorts, Cassidy was as turned on as Nash was. His nostrils flared as he stared at the girl they both wanted more than anything else. If that little display meant anything, they’d both have her. Together. Tonight. It was faster than they intended to go, but after the way she screamed to high heaven while his finger thrust up her ass, it was inevitable.
The glow in Cassidy’s eyes said he knew the same, and he couldn’t wait any longer.
“I’ll show you how nice we both can be.” Cassidy grabbed her from the table top and ran toward the bedroom. Nash laughed and followed after them. This would be a very good night.
* * * *
Cassidy slammed her down onto the mattress. Her back hardly hit the sheets before he was on top of her. His mouth devoured hers. His tongue slipped in to tangle with her own. Wild and ferocious, he set her heart stampeding. She burrowed her fingers in his hair, holding on for support as much as she enjoyed the silky sensation against her fingertips. She enjoyed this wild beast that wanted to eat her alive, probably more than she should.
Her head still foggy, he pulled back, shocking her right back with his next question.
“Do you have any lube, princess?”
She shook her head, still fighting for breath. “I’ve never needed anything like that. I never…” Her eyes shifted away from him, heat filling her face again. How she wished she could get past this embarrassment. But her sex life had never been anything but average. Nothing that required lube or sex toys or anything beyond a condom and the dark.
“It’s okay, sweetheart.” Cassidy didn’t seem to mind her embarrassment. He brushed his lips across her throat. “What about oil or lotion?”
She nodded. “I have baby oil in the bathroom.”
Cassidy didn’t need to be told twice. His hands dropped from her, and he all but ran to the bathroom. Nash filled in the doorway behind him, a big smile on his face, like a kid just being given the best Christmas present ever.
“Do you have any idea what you’ve gotten yourself into, sweetheart?” He stepped toward her, brushing his finger across her cheek. His touch was so sweet it was hard to remember what they were discussing.
Until the sound of plastic bottles knocking against each other filled the room from the direction of the bathroom. Then she remembered their discussion. She’d known the second Nash slipped his thumb into her ass what they wanted. She’d read about it enough, and written it, as well. But no amount of books had prepared her for the sensation of his thumb invading such a foreign place. But it hadn’t been bad, in fact, the exact opposite. She’d come alive beneath his touch.
And she wanted more. She wanted them both. Their two bodies pinning her between them, their cocks sliding in and out of her. She only had them for a short time, possibly no more than tonight. She wanted everything they had to offer. This was another amazing treat on the already overstocked buffet. A treat she wanted desperately.
“Absolutely.”
Nash’s smile expanded as he hauled his underwear down to expose his very erect cock. “That’s our naughty girl.”
God, she liked being their naughty girl. Maybe more than she liked any other title she’d ever had. Much better than the boring shy Grace she’d be once they left her behind.
Nash pounced on her, pulling her from her thoughts. With a good shove, he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of his muscular form. He tugged the ripped shirt from her body and tossed it aside, leaving nothing between them. His lips pressed against hers. His tongue thrusted between her lips, demanding more. She’d give him more. She’d give him everything he wanted. If he’d only stay. His hands explored her everywhere. His hands traced her spine, grabbing and kneading her ass.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she realized a silence had fallen from the bathroom. She opened her eyes to see Cassidy had reemerged with a bottle in his hand. From the triumphant way he held the container, he’d found what he wanted.
“Ready for this, princess?” Cassidy brushed the hair back from her face, pressing a kiss to her temple as Nash reached for a condom.
He ripped open the wrapper, sliding it down his erect cock. “Oh, she’s ready all right.” With a wink and a nudge, he shifted her along his hips, aligning her pussy with his dick. “She’s already so hot she might burn me right up.”
Surprisingly, he was right. She was hot. Hotter than she’d ever been before. Liquid fire shot through her veins at the idea of having them together. Wiggling back and forth, she found the perfect position. With a moan, she slumped down onto his hard cock, fighting back the urge to purr like a kitten and rub up against him until she came.
“God, you are the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Nash held her hips, tracing tiny circles across her hipbone with the tips of his fingers. The growl in his voice almost had her believing him, even though there was no chance it was true.
“Damn, you’re right, buddy. Sexiest thing ever.” With a jerk, Cassidy shoved his shorts down and kicked them away, leaving him gloriously naked. She focused on breathing as he grabbed another condom and donned it. His eyes never left hers. The hunger in his gaze pinned her to the bed as effectively as his body had done before.
He squirted a generous amount of the slick substance in his hand. Her mouth watered at the delicious sight of him smoothing the oil over his cock. He caressed every ridge and extended vein as he jacked his hand over his dick. His abs flexed beneath each caress of his own hand.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
It took a second for her to hear his words, her mind too focused on his hands to process anything else. Once her brain cleared enough to understand his question, she nodded. “Yes, I want this.”
More than anything else in the world. If she only had this brief time with them, she would make it count. She wanted every experience possible, every memory she could to hold close on the lonely nights ahead. “I want you both.”
That was all Cassidy needed to hear. With a step, he shifted close enough his heat flared against her back. He cupped her ass in his big hands and spread her cheeks. The cool air brushing across the foreign space sent a shiver down her spine. But that sensation was nothing compared to the cool substance he brushed against the opening.
He rubbed the slick liquid across her skin in a small circular motion, slowly coaxing her body to open for him. She leaned her head against Nash’s chest, breathing deep as her body submitted to Cassidy’s slow insistent care.
When he pushed a digit inside, followed by a second, a moan ripped from her throat. The stretch burned through her, feathering out to the rest of her body. Her muscles shook. Her whole body overloaded with sensation. The pressure was so much more than Nash’s thumb in her ass, not just stretching her but invading her body, demanding more from her than anyone had before.
“How does that feel, princess?”
His fingers slowly shifted in and out, stealing all rational thought from her mind. The gentle glide of the digits inside her was so different than anything she’d experience before. She wasn’t sure how to breathe any longer. Somewhere around the third pulse, the burn morphed into pleasure, shivering through her and twisting deep in her stomach.
“Fine, good.” Her voice shook as she spoke, but she couldn’t stop it. Every other inch of her was shaking. Why not her voice, too?
Nash grunted, though she didn’t know if it was to do to her hands digging into his shoulders or her pussy clenching his cock. Though if she had to guess, it would be on the latter.
Just when she’d grown accustomed to the sensation of Cassidy in her ass, he withdrew his fingers. She whimpered at the sudden emptiness, though she knew it was only temporary. She didn’t think there was a man alive who could walk away from a woman bent over and begging to have her ass fucked.
“When I push in”—Cassidy massaged her muscles as his calm voice soothed her ravaged nerves—“push back against me. I promise it will help.”
She nodded. “I’m a rule follower, remember. I’ll do what you say.” But not because she planned to blindly follow them. She trusted them. If Cassidy said it would help, she believed him. And she’d do what he said.
“That’s right, princess.” Cassidy pressed soft kisses to her shoulders. “Follow us, we’ll take care of you.” The emotion in his voice was hard to place, especially with one cock already pushed deep inside her and the tempting threat of another dangling on the edge of her mind.
Then he touched her, and she gave up trying to figure it out. There would be time for that later. Or there wouldn’t. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was the three of them together.
Gingerly Cassidy pressed inside, inch by inch invading her ass. She sucked in a deep breath as the burn of his cock pressing inside flared through her. She leaned her head against Nash’s chest, as she did her best to comply with Cassidy’s request, pushing back against his deep thrust.
With a moan, his cock slid in a few inches. She shivered at the invasion, the possession she felt down to the marrow of her bones. So completely filled with them. Two of the best men she’d ever known. Nash combed his fingers through her hair, the gesture setting some of the stray nerves to rest in her belly.
“You okay, princess?” Cassidy’s voice was harsh but caring.
She nodded, as he shifted out of her and back in with tiny increments. Slowly negotiating himself past her body’s defenses and into her heart. Each time he pushed a little deeper, questing further until every inch of her flared, desperate for him. For them both.
“I’m in,” Cassidy declared, mostly for her benefit. “She’s so tight. I don’t know how long I’ll last.”
Nash gripped her hips. His own groan of agreement joined the chorus. “I know the feeling, buddy.”
They weren’t the only ones frustrated. At least they weren’t stuffed full of cock. Her whole body vibrated with pent-up anticipation. “Then you should get moving.”
They both laughed. “Yes, ma’am.” Cassidy slid out and drove back in, increasing his speed with each thrust.
“I like this demanding girl.” Nash tugged her down to meet his mouth, sending her spinning. “You should bring her out more often.” Need shot through every inch of her body as one man kissed her while his best friend fucked her ass.
They moved together, fucking her with slow deep thrusts. Each time one would press in the other would retreat, and then they would switch, pushing her back and forth between them. They worked together as if they’d done this a thousand times before. She barely held back a roar at the thought. She couldn’t stand to think about them with another girl. They were her men. No one else’s.
The possessive thought was unlike her and idiotic at the same time. Nash and Cassidy weren’t hers. They hadn’t offered her any promises for tomorrow. They hadn’t even taken her on a date. They just wanted hot sex. A night of kinky fun. She had no right to wish for anything more.
She pushed the thought from her mind and focused on the two men before her, even as an ache thumped in her chest. She’d deal with that later. She only had them for a limited time. She wanted to enjoy them, while she still could.
Gripping Nash’s shoulders, she relaxed into the rhythm. With each deep thrust, pleasure bloomed deep inside her, starting in her pelvis and echoing out until every inch of her skin tingled. Just when she managed to capture some semblance of herself beneath their pleasurable caresses, they would change, twisting a little deeper, pounding a little harder. Keeping her shaking and off-kilter.
The pleasure built inside her, twisting higher with each thrust, to a peak so great it scared her a bit. This is what she asked for, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t frightening. She clung to Nash harder, confident he’d take care of her. No matter how hard she fell, they’d be there for her. And they’d hold her, kiss her, and caress her after it was all over.
“Come for us sweetheart.” Nash’s rough words echoed in her ears. His fingers brushed across her skin, over her shoulders and down her back, maintaining a solid connection through each thrust.
“We’ve got you, princess.” Small kisses pressed against her shoulder. Cassidy’s arms bracketed her body, keeping her close and safe through each press. “We’ll take care of you.”
Cassidy slammed into her, pressing deeper into her ass. She couldn’t hold back any longer. She screamed, leaning into them as pleasure exploded deep within her. Her muscles tightened, clenching around the men inside her.
Their hands gripped her, their bodies shifting with her. Every sensation only shot her higher, keeping her floating on a wave of pleasure too intense she thought she’d never come down.
Nash thrust deep inside her pussy and let out a scream. He gripped her hips as his body shook, n
ever giving up their connection, not even in the middle of his orgasm. Cassidy howled behind her, more animal than man. He thrust deep one more time, pushing her to the brink before letting go with a satisfied groan.
Replete, Cassidy slumped on her. His weight crushed her between himself and Nash, but she didn’t mind. Sure, it was a little difficult to breathe, and her arm ached at the slight awkward angle it was twisted in. Other than that, it was perfect.
Their heartbeats pounded around her. Their arms wrapped around her. Their rasping breath filled the air. The whole world came together in crystal clarity. A sob scraped the back of her throat.
The sun would be up soon. They’d had her every way they could. Their affair would be coming to an end. She could feel it in her bones no matter how much she didn’t want it. She wanted a few more days with them. Just a few more nights held in their arms.
But the truth was, there would never be enough for her. Even if it hurt, she still wanted more time with them. Because she really was naughty. Naughty and selfish and demanding. For the first time in her life, she didn’t care. Shame didn’t have any place between them. Never again.
Chapter Eight
Cassidy stared at the woman beside him. Her hands curled up under her cheek. Her knees tucked into her chest. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen a more adorable woman than Grace Perry. He’d never thought she could look more stunning than she did when he’d spied her at the bar at the Christmas Ball, but the smile on her face as she slept curled up beside him put the Grace of last night to shame.
She was the sweetest, kindest woman he knew, and he’d tied her up and fucked her with his best friend. God, they’d even taken her ass. Cassidy flopped onto his back, running a hand over his face. He was as horrible as everyone always said. He didn’t deserve one night with her. He certainly didn’t deserve any more.
He traced a finger along her cheek and across her soft lips. She deserved so much better than them. What did they have to offer her but a bad reputation and some sweaty fun? Sure, being with her and his best friend had been the best night of his life, but he couldn’t just think about himself. He had to think about her, too.
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