She nodded. “Sorry, didn’t mean to disrupt the sexy vibe…and thank you.”
Vincent said, “It’s us that should be thanking you, fluff. Now, why don’t you roll to your side and face James. I want to prep your sweet little ass.”
She giggled and said, “Now how did I know that you’d be the one wanting to do that.”
His chuckle vibrated from him as he kissed her shoulder. “I’ve always had a thing for your ass, fluff, like I’ve been telling you. I’m going to stretch you, get you used to the sensation, and then I’ll fuck your sweet little bubble butt.”
Her giggle was cut off by her gasp as James slid his fingers between her thighs and stroked her pussy. “Just relax for Vincent. Mmmm. Your clit is already so swollen and you’re hot and wet. Are you imagining the two of us making love to you together?”
“Yes. I shouldn’t be turned on by the thought of you taking my ass but I am.”
“Good,” James murmured. “What we do together is good. There’s nothing wrong with it if we all want it and we take good care of you.”
Vincent squeezed lubricant on his fingers and she hissed as he slid them into her cleft, making a slick path to her anus. A soft whimper came from her as he rimmed her tight little sphincter. She said she loved his callused fingers but he didn’t want to make her sore so he went slowly, awakening her nerve endings and making her tremble. James nodded in encouragement and the sexy smile on her face confirmed that she was enjoying the sensation. He pressed gently as he massaged her and right as he breached her with a fingertip he whispered, “This sweet little ass is mine.”
She panted and her anus clenched on his fingers and James groaned as he continued stroking her cunt. She was so wet he could hear the sensual sounds of James’s fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. The way she trembled and moaned told him she was already close to orgasm. Just where he wanted her.
Lubing his fingers once more, he pressed two against her back opening, persisting until the muscle slowly gave and admitted both fingers. She arched her back and cried out.
“How does it feel, fluff?” he asked in a strained voice as he imagined it was his rock-hard cock breaching her tight hole, engulfing him in her heat.
She breathed in through her nose as she arched her back and flexed her hips, surprising him as she tried to take him deeper. “Naughty. I feel self-conscious, but…”
“Self-conscious? Why, fluff?”
“This is…you know. It’s my ass. It should be off-limits. But…I want to give it to you…both of you. If that’s what you want.”
“Oh trust me, I want it,” he murmured as he withdrew his fingers and pressed a third to her opening and began a slight pumping action, taking his fingers deeper with each thrust.
“You like that, don’t you, honey?” James whispered. “She’s clenching and she just became even slicker.”
“What you two are doing to me is…it’s incredible. I can’t find the right words.”
Vincent smiled at the wonder in her voice. “Wait until it’s our cocks inside you, doll, and we’re as close as three people can possibly get.”
“Oh, I need…Vincent, James…” Her soft exhalation as she ground her hips back against his hand made pre-cum leak from his cock. “Please.”
He wiped his lubricated fingers on the towel he’d brought with him from the bathroom and nodded at James when he looked up at him. She was ready.
James pulled her to him, so that she reclined over him from head to toe and Vincent scooted closer into the spot she’d just occupied, aligning him nearly hip to hip with James. His brother stroked the back of her head and kissed her as he rolled slightly toward Vincent, putting her ass in easy proximity. After applying a condom and extra lube to his aching hard shaft, Vincent slid his hand over her ass and parted her ass cheeks as James pulled her thigh up to lie across his hips. Her tight little hole seemed to beckon him as she quivered and arched back against him.
He fitted the head of his shaft to her opening and moaned as she clenched against his intrusion. He stroked her ribs and whispered, “I’m taking this nice and slow, fluff. Not going to hurt you. It may burn at first but I want you to say something if it starts to really hurt.”
“Mmm.”
He flexed his hips and thrust in short strokes, willing his cock under control. He wanted this to be good for her so hopefully this would only be the first time. A soft growl rumbled in his chest as he watched his thick cock butt against her asshole, gaining ground by tiny increments, disappearing within her rim a little more each time. He broke a sweat as she trembled and fought to relax her internal muscles. She took a deep breath and let it out as she pushed back against him.
“Burns like fire,” she whimpered, “But I want it so much.”
“You’re doing great, honey,” James whispered as he kissed her. “I’ll bet you feel so good to him.”
“Fucking hell. Good? More like heaven. Ours.”
A contraction squeezed his cock and she whispered, “I want to come so badly.”
He continued thrusting in a slow, circular motion, persisting in taking her gently and whispered, “I love listening to you come, fluff.” His cock slid past the last of her resistance and he groaned as he thrust deeper, losing himself in her sweltering heat as he watched the last of his thick, throbbing cock slide home. “That’s it, Leah. You feel so fucking good.”
“Oh, Vincent, it’s so good. I love it. I feel so full of you. James, I want you.”
James grinned. “What my woman wants she gets.”
Leah gasped and moaned as James pushed her hip back toward Vincent, pushing her farther onto his shaft. Vincent lifted her thigh and so her knee was closer to her shoulder and watched as his brother fit his cockhead to her very swollen, pink cunt and growled deeply as he thrust against her in the same slow, patient motion.
Leah tensed and her eyes flashed open and she looked up at them both. “I’m close. Oh, God.”
The look in her eyes, on the verge of orgasm, made his chest swell with masculine pride. He watched, not wanting to miss it as James worked his condom-sheathed cock against her, thrusting in and making her clasp on him even tighter.
* * * *
Sweat broke out on James’s brow and his chest as he thrust slowly, watching in wonder as she took him inside her. Her juices saturated him more and more with each slight thrust and he had to bite the inside of his cheek in order to focus, to keep from losing what little control he still had. Her pussy was incredibly tight and he watched enthralled as more and more of his big cock slid in and out between her slick pussy lips. It was a completely beautiful sight he couldn’t take his eyes away from.
Her little hand gripped his bicep and he looked up when he heard her breath hitch. Tears filled her eyes but ecstasy was painted cross her beautiful face as she took him and his brother.
“Oh, James. It’s so…I need you both so much. I’m so close.”
Vincent withdrew a little and James slid deep inside her. Her grip tightened on him and a blissful smile bowed her lips as she arched her back and circled her hips. She looked up at them. “Incredible.”
Vincent smiled at him as he watched her and then looked down at where they were all joined and whispered, “Yes, it is. You look beautiful taking our cocks. So sweet and sexy. How does it feel?”
“Feels like…everything.”
Everything you need. Everything you want, honey. Remember that.
Her breath rushed out as she began rocking between them, finding her place in their rhythm. “Ohhh…It’s coming, guys.” Her cheeks flushed with rosy color and she grabbed hold of Vincent’s hand on the back of her leg and buried her face in James’s neck as he listened to the growing crescendo of her cries. Her sweet body rocking between them and her rapturous wail was his dream come true as their woman reached her peak.
“Fuck, yeah,” Vincent ground out, grasping her to him tightly as he flexed his hips, thrusting hard and fast until he threw his head back and howled.
Her cunt pulsed around James’s cock when he reached down and rubbed her clit between two fingers, wanting one more orgasm for her as he pumped his hard shaft deep inside her. He needed to hear her breathless, panting cries just once more, and she didn’t deny him. Even the pain as she dug her nails in his biceps was erotic as she went over.
His balls drew up tight to his body and the muscles in his back bunched hard and tight as the orgasm erupted from deep inside him. Waves of overwhelming pleasure flared as his cum jetted deep inside her. He growled as he pictured her taking him someday without the condom, letting him fill her hot sweet pussy with his cum, and his brother’s until she overflowed and it leaked from between her lips. A final searing burst of his seed spurted from him and he collapsed, his brother and him holding her between them as they gasped for breath.
His body hummed with satiation and none of them moved for long minutes.
When he could finally move his arms, he stroked her hip. Her skin was slick with perspiration and he smiled when she shuddered and then snuggled her face closer to his neck. Her soft sigh sounded happy.
Vincent released her leg and gently lowered it, causing another shudder to ripple through him as her body shifted between them. Vincent was the first to withdraw. He leaned over her and kissed her shoulder. He glanced at James and the smile on his face was that of a satisfied man. That made two of them.
“I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
Vincent went to the bathroom to ditch the used condom and returned with a washcloth as James finally, reluctantly, withdrew his shaft from her slick, pulsing warmth.
“This is hot, fluff. It’ll feel good,” he murmured before he took a few moments to clean the lubricant from her and then pressed it against her ass. “I don’t want you to be sore.”
She made a soft purring sound and she looked about to fall sound asleep when her eyes suddenly opened. She lifted her head and looked up at him and then over at Vincent.
“I got distracted when we were talking earlier about the poem and the tailgate, and the missing piece. I made my decision. I thought about telling you in the shower but I’m glad I waited.”
“Glad?” James asked, suddenly uncertain. “Why?”
“Because making love with the two of you was so beautiful. You both took good care of me, like you promised. I know it was the right choice. I’ll stay in Divine. I won’t move to Abilene. And whatever comes, with everything else…”
Vincent chuckled, “You mean with me forgetting the condom?”
She grinned, much to James’s relief and nodded. “Yeah. However that works out is fine.”
Vincent tossed the washcloth in the general direction of the bathroom. It hit the floor with a plop as he crawled onto the bed with them. His eyes were wide and hopeful as he spoke. “You’ll stay with us. Here?”
Her eyelids looked heavy as she gigglesnorted. “I’m not living in sin with you, He-man, if that’s what you’re asking.” She yawned deeply and snuggled down into the bed.
Vincent was about to speak momentous words but James held up a hand to stop him. She was well past half-asleep and what came next needed to count. Vincent shut his mouth and nodded, but his face split into a wide grin as they made eye contact. Neither of them had smiled like that in months.
They had some legwork to do and a serious conversation to have together before they took the next step. She was a sweet armful to cuddle up with after they put out all the candles and returned to her.
Chapter Sixteen
The day after her revelation, Leah sat on the floor in the spare bedroom feeling a bewildering combination of happy and foolish. The practical side of her said she didn’t have time for this mess but her impulsive side reveled as she surrounded herself with sparkling pieces of vintage crystal. The late afternoon sun shone through the window, igniting shimmering fire inside the bowls, plates, platters, and serving pieces she’d inherited from her mother.
The practical thing to do would be to leave it all packed until the day she had the space to display all of the old pieces. Practicality dictated that this was neither the time nor the place for such self-indulgence, witnessed by the sea of Bubble Wrap surrounding her. She’d just have to wrap everything back up. Wasted work. Sipping from her glass of blush wine, she wished practicality would stuff it.
She tilted a little sideways and sighed as the rainbow sparkles in the crystal slanted and swirled.
“Fuck it. It’s my night off, damn it,” she said softly and then giggled at her profanity. So unlike her.
A loud knock sounded at her apartment door and she carefully rose from the midst of crystal, conscious that she’d had a glass of wine. When she’d visited Emma, her doctor had told her not to live the next couple of weeks in worry about every little thing she did, ate, or drank. As an example, she’d told her that one glass of wine occasionally wouldn’t hurt anything and might actually help if she was tense, which she certainly had been.
She swayed with the music as she danced down the hallway singing along with Robin Thicke’s “Get Her Back” playing on her stereo. Wondering if it was one of her neighbors complaining about the volume level of the music, she peeked through the peephole. She squealed happily as she flipped the deadbolt and the knob lock. No neighbors complaining. It was her men.
An appreciative sigh left her lips as she swung the door open to reveal her big, sexy men, in uniform and standing in her doorway, lightweight duffels slung over their shoulders. “Hello, handsomes,” she said in a husky tone, smiling at them and stepping back so they could enter.
James chuckled and wrapped his arms around her as Vincent closed the door and locked it. “What’re you up to, honey?” She smiled up him and giggled at his amused expression.
She sighed happily and said, “Besides getting turned on by the sight of you in your police officer uniforms? I’m just enjoying my night off, something I haven’t done very much in the past.”
James’s lips were warm and succulent as he kissed her and pulled her close to his hard, sexy body. “Honey, are you tipsy?”
She giggled happily and sighed as she went into Vincent’s strong arms. “Not really. I’m just a lightweight. I decided to live in the moment and relax with a glass of wine. And I unpacked.”
“Unpacked?” Vincent asked after giving her a wet kiss that got her hot and made her want to drop her panties right then and there.
“Mmm-hmm. I had boxes in my extra bedroom that are packed with stuff from my mom. When she passed away, stored it in there. She really loved her crystal, and she gave it to me because she knew I loved it, too,” she said as she beckoned them down the hallway. “I had to leave it in boxes. My dad has the china cabinets in storage for me because I have no space for them.”
She entered the room and smiled when she heard their surprised whistles as they came in behind her. The sun shone through the window and illuminated all the sparkling crystal.
“Fluff, that’s quite a collection. What were you planning to do in here once you had it all unwrapped?” Vincent asked as he squatted down and lifted a bowl and then arched an eyebrow as he held it up for James to look at. James chuckled and nodded and whispered something she didn’t catch.
Smiling sadly, she shook her head. “Nothing. I have to pack it all back into the boxes after I get done looking at it.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah,” she replied wistfully. “I haven’t seen any of it since right after Mom passed away. I have all the dishes I need so I can’t justify leaving it unpacked.”
She glanced up and smiled when she found both men staring at her. They weren’t teasing her for being slightly tipsy. They just looked at her with tender expressions.
“I love you,” she whispered suddenly and then giggled. She appreciated being able to share her heart with them without fear of being laughed at. She might be tipsy but she still had feelings.
“I love you, too,” James said, rocking forward on the balls of his feet to kiss her.
Vi
ncent kissed her forehead. “I love you, fluff.”
“My dad is coming by the store to see me tomorrow.”
“Did you share your decision with him?” Vincent asked as he steadied her when she sat down in the midst of her collection again. She felt like a little girl surrounded by her tea set, except having two hunky guys there didn’t make her feel self-conscious.
“No. He let me know in a voice mail. I imagine that’s the reason for his visit, though.”
“Think he’ll be upset?” James asked.
“He may be disappointed but he won’t be upset. He wouldn’t value his store more than my happiness. But I wouldn’t put it past him to sweeten the offer just to make sure.”
“He’s a businessman and you’re his best asset. I wouldn’t hold that against him,” Vincent said. “We have a little surprise for you.”
“You do?”
James lifted the candy dish, looked at her, and grinned. “Want to take a ride with us?”
“Sure.” She looked around at the mess she’d made. She patted the pile of Bubble Wrap. “I need to put all of this back up first.”
Vincent shook his head and grinned. “No, you don’t.”
“I don’t want to come home to a mess, though.”
James said “How about this, honey? You take a ride with us and we’ll help you pack all this up afterward.”
Biting her lip, she said, “I’m going to be picky about how it gets wrapped and put back in the boxes. You probably don’t want me hovering over you while you help. It won’t take long.”
Vincent glanced out the window. “The sun will be down soon. You can boss us around however you want later, fluff. For now, come with us. Please?” He turned those bedroom eyes on her, probably knowing how she’d react and grinned when he saw the moment she capitulated.
“‘Okay. But you really don’t have to help.”
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