by Unknown
"Sure, darlin'," Beau said, leaving her alone.
"Don't take too long, baby. My cock is so hard right now, I'll be hard pressed to keep from coming before I'm even inside your hot pussy," Brandon added and then stepped out.
The moment the door closed behind them, Emma took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
I'm crazy. How can I possibly satisfy two men? Hell, I don't even know if I'll be able to satisfy one of them. When she opened her eyes again, the woman in the mirror stared back with a look of terror in her eyes. She'd never thought of herself as gorgeous or anything. Pretty, yeah, but plain. How could she possibly think to hold not one, but two gorgeous men's attention? Brandon is so hot, he has a different woman every night, I imagine. And Beau? He's sweet, funny, and ohmigod sizzling.
"Well, the only way I'll find out is to jump in with both feet." After she used the toilet, she quickly rinsed her mouth, checked her teeth for anything funky stuck between them, fluffed her hair a little, and smoothed down her shirt. Silly. Your clothes will be off two seconds after you walk back into that room.
After a fortifying breath, she opened the door, only to be met by bookend men with their arms crossed over their chests and wicked gleams in their eyes.
Beau frowned and stepped next to her. "You okay, darlin'? You looked scared to death."
"I'm fine, Beau. Just nervous, I guess. I've never done anythin' like this before."
"Had sex?"
She playfully punched him in the ribs. "No, silly. Been with two guys at once. I'm not sure what to do."
"We'll take care of everythin', honey," Brandon said, sliding in on her other side and wrapping his arm around her waist.
The two of them led her to the side of the bed, sandwiching her between them with Beau in front and Brandon warming her from the back. A nervous flutter started in her stomach when Brandon inched her tank top up from inside the waistband of her jeans. The warmth of his fingers on the bare flesh of her waist sent the butterflies she harbored in her belly up to take flight. His lips caressed her shoulder, inching their way in a slow, delicious slide from the curve of shoulder to a spot on her neck she didn't realize had such luscious consequences.
"She likes that, Brandon," Beau said, sliding the straps down with his thumbs. "No bra, huh?"
"Built into my top," she murmured, wanting him to hurry so she could feel his mouth on her breast.
"Convenient. Do you want my mouth, Emma, darlin'? Your nipples are poking out, begging for me to lick on them."
A soft moan escaped her lips as she tipped her head to the side and back onto Brandon's shoulder, giving him better access to her neck. The moment the top eased off her breasts and exposed her taut nipples to the cool air, they bunched tight. Beau licked the tip of the right one, making her whole body tremble.
"Nice," Beau whispered, before sucking the tip into his mouth.
Her knees wobbled, and one of the twins' arms went around her waist to steady her, although she couldn't have said whose if her life depended on it. Blood rushed in her ears, and she could have sworn that at the very moment Beau sucked on her nipple, the tip of her breast and her clit were somehow connected. The tingling and throbbing she felt exploded into heart-thumping, pulsating need as cream spilled out of her pussy, wetting the silky thong between her thighs. "Please."
"Tell us what you want, honey," Brandon murmured against her neck.
"Suck harder, Beau."
"My pleasure, darlin'."
The pull of his mouth on her nipple and the nip of Brandon's teeth on her earlobe had her body screaming to move, but she couldn't decide which direction to go to get more stimulation.
"Please. I need…" Beau's mouth left her breast, and she groaned in frustration. "No, don't stop."
His lips nibbled at the corners of her mouth right before his tongue slid inside to tangle with hers. Brandon did his own exploration of her spine, shoulders, arms and waist as he reached around, unsnapped her jeans, and lowered the zipper. Cool air hit her skin as the pants and panties pooled at her ankles, and Brandon nudged her to step out by lifting her foot and removing one boot at a time. The moment she stood completely bare from the waist down, Brandon's hands crawled up the insides of her calves as his lips danced over the flesh of her butt, nipping softly at each cheek.
Beau lifted his head and growled, "Damn, woman. You burn me up with those lips, but we need to get the rest of this off." He lifted the tank top over her head and tossed it aside. "Now where were we?"
"On the bed, honey," Brandon instructed, walking her backward until her knees hit the mattress.
Her breath caught in her throat as she watched both Beau and Brandon do a little striptease for her. Each had a smattering of hair trailing from one nipple to the other across a broad chest and then in a sexy path down until it disappeared into the waistband of his jeans. The bulge each sported threatened to rip the seams apart. Hot damn!
"You like what you see, darlin'?"
"Oh, hell yeah," she whispered, capturing her bottom lip between her teeth. "More, please."
Beau unbuttoned his jeans and slowly drew the zipper down as her heart rate seemed to triple with each inch of his cock revealed. Long and thick, with deep veins running from base to head, the sight of it made her mouth water to taste the pearly essence of his desire clinging to the top. When the denim fell to the floor, she took a ragged breath, glancing at Brandon to see how far he'd undressed before looking back at Beau.
"You keep lookin' at me like that, and I won't be able to wait," Beau said, his eyes blazing with passion and need.
She licked her suddenly dry lips. "Like what?"
"With those big blue eyes and come-kiss-me lips. I want to lick you all over."
"Then do it cowboy," she murmured, holding out her hand and waiting for him to take it before drawing him down on top of her.
Moments later, Brandon crawled onto the bed beside them. The warmth of his skin heated every spot it touched. With his left leg tossed over hers, he effectively spread her thighs open for whatever came next, and what came next was Beau's feathery touch on the insides of her legs. Goosebumps followed the light skimming of his fingers from ankle to thigh, but he avoided the places she needed him most. Her thighs quivered and her pussy throbbed, waiting for him to touch it. She almost screamed when he avoided her pussy in favor of running his fingers over her stomach.
"You have magnificent tits, honey. Nice rosy nipples just begging for attention," Brandon whispered, running his lips over her shoulder.
She cupped both breasts and lifted them in invitation—to which man, she didn't care. "I want your tongue, both of you." A purr escaped her lips when first Brandon and then Beau each took a nipple into his mouth and sucked. "Yes." Beau flicked her right nipple with the tip of his tongue, bringing a tortured moan to her lips as Brandon encircled the left. "So good."
Beau released her breast and blew a cool stream of air over the nipple, humming his appreciation when the peak stiffened and beaded into a hard point.
Unable to stop the emotions and desires flooding her body, she begged for more with soft whimpers and tortured groans until she felt one of the twins nudge her thighs apart.
"Ah, God!" she screamed as the first lick touched her pussy. Her back arched when a wet mouth closed over a nipple and pulled it deep into the warm cavern. The wicked tongue between her pussy lips flicked, swirled, and speared, changing the pace so she couldn't zero in on any one thing to drive her over the edge of climax. Sensations swamped her, bombarding her from every direction. Soft nips of teeth on one nipple, the pinch of fingers on the opposite one, and the warm flick of the torturous tongue built the desire inside her to a fever pitch. Her body wasn't her own. They controlled the craving, spiraling want until she quivered uncontrollably. The tingling started in her toes, rushing up her legs to center low in her belly.
"Please," she begged. "I need—"
"We know what you need, honey," Brandon whispered against her lips, leaving the cooling wet sp
ot on her nipple open to the sensations of his chest hair sliding across the tip.
"She's so sweet, Brandon. Wait until you taste this," Beau said from between her thighs. "I could eat her all day."
"Stop talking, Beau, and do it. Make me come. God, I can't stand this. Please."
"Demanding little thing, aren't you?" Brandon pinched her nipple between his thumb and first finger.
The sharpness of the tug sent heat spiraling through her system and straight to her clit.
"Yes, yes, yes," she panted, tossing her head from side to side.
He slid his tongue over the peak and then bit it at the same time Beau flicked her clit in a quick figure eight, sending her climax washing over her in a huge wave of sensation. Tingles raced up her legs. A sharp burst of heat slammed through her belly, and she screamed as her body convulsed in a mind-numbing climax.
"Oh God! Beau!"
When the whooshing sound cleared her ears, she heard a chuckle from between her legs. Beau continued to slowly lick her clit, holding her desire at a steady pull until she came completely down from her first climax. She slowly opened her eyes to see Brandon staring down at her with a frown.
"What? Did I do somethin' wrong?" she asked, afraid she'd caused a major issue for some reason.
"Nothin'," he snapped, rolling away from her.
"It's not nothin', Brandon." She grabbed his bicep to stop him from moving further away as Beau sat up and crossed his arms over his chest. "Talk to me. You can't frown at me like that—like I screwed up bad—and then hold it in."
"He hates losing," Beau replied with a smirk on his sexy lips.
"Losing at what? I didn't think we had a contest going on here."
"Promise you won't get mad?" Beau asked.
Fear made her stomach clench. What weren't they telling her? "I don't like when sentences start that way, but fine, I promise not to get mad."
"We made a little side bet between the two of us after you almost broke my nose outside the beer tent."
"And?"
"Whoever's name you screamed when you came would get one whole day alone with you," Brandon explained.
"And I won," Beau said.
Irritation cleared the remaining desire from her body for the moment. The way these two made everything a game between them was really beginning to piss her off. "Is this always a game between you two? Because you know, I'm not really into this competition shit. I'm here with both of you. I want to be with both of you, not just you, Beau, and not just you, Brandon." She stretched out on the bed and spread her thighs. "Your turn to make me scream your name, Brandon."
The wicked gleam in his eyes and the sexy smile on his lips told her she had handled the situation correctly, but what would happen later on, when they got around to the fucking part? Which one would actually penetrate her body with his impressive cock? Or would she take both?
Chapter Six
It was like Brandon couldn't move fast enough to get between her thighs. She smothered a giggle with her hand when he dove over her leg to wiggle into position, but with the first thrust of his tongue into her vagina, she closed her eyes and moaned. Having two men focused on her needs drove her to the brink of a mind-blowing orgasm the minute Brandon touched her with his tongue.
"Open your eyes, darlin'," Beau coaxed, sliding onto the bed near her head. "I wanna see those baby blues when he makes you come."
The wide head of his cock bobbed against his stomach, looking hard enough to be uncomfortable. She reached out and encircled the engorged rod with her hand, stroking up and down a few times.
"Don't stop, darlin'. It feels awesome."
A low growl brought her glance to his face. Strains of concentration crinkled his eyebrows, and he licked his lips several times, as if fighting to hold himself together.
With a small tug on his cock, she managed to convey what she wanted, encouraging him to scoot close enough to line up his rigid shaft with her mouth. She slowly licked up the length and smiled when goose bumps sprung up on his thighs. After several swirls around the purple head, she swiped at the pre-cum with her tongue, tasting the salty, musky essence of Beau.
"Oh yeah. That's it. Suck me," he groaned, shifting his hips closer.
The length of flesh disappeared between her lips, and she felt the vibration of his moan when she whirled her tongue around him. Concentration grew difficult with Brandon between her thighs, licking and sucking her clit between his lips and spearing her vagina with his tongue.
Suck swallow. Suck swallow. Make it good for Beau. Each pass of his cock between her lips and into her mouth met with her hand coming up from the bottom to give him the most pleasure she could. She palmed his balls, rolling them between her fingers.
Releasing Beau's cock from her mouth, she moaned, "God, Brandon. Make me come. I need to come so bad."
"In a bit, honey. I'm enjoying this," Brandon replied, slipping two fingers inside her pussy while another finger played with her back hole, not quite penetrating the virgin space. Round and round he went, teasing the puckered ring until she relaxed and pushed her butt back against his finger, begging him to slip it inside.
"Do you want this?" he asked, spreading her juices from her pussy to her asshole. He pushed one digit slowly past the ring of muscle, and then two.
"Yes."
The slow pump of his fingers burned at first, but within moments the pain turned to the most incredible pleasure she'd ever felt. Different sensations bombarded her from both holes. The tingling in her in ass spread to her pussy, igniting the fire quickly spreading through her body. More juice dripped from her vagina to coat his fingers, lubricating the slide.
"Mmm," she hummed, not letting Beau's cock leave her mouth now that she'd engulfed his rock-hard flesh again.
Beau's breathing sped up, matching her own as she fought her impending climax, not wanting the wicked sensations to stop yet. Hot spurts of cum coated her tongue and spilled down her throat with each thrust of Beau's hips and every groan he released. Brandon nipped at her clit, causing her own orgasm to scream through her body so unexpectedly, she barely had time to breathe and remember not to bite down on Beau before she released his softening cock and screamed Brandon's name.
"Beautiful, honey. Absolutely, beautiful," Brandon said, scooping up some of her cream and licking his fingers clean. He glanced up at Beau. "Grab me a condom, brother."
Beau grabbed a foil wrapped package from the nightstand and tossed it to Brandon. "Give me a second to catch my breath, honey, and we'll get this party started."
"I plan to start without you, Beau," Brandon said as he flipped her over on her stomach, brought her up on her knees, and slowly pushed his cock into her pussy. "Oh, hell yeah."
The glide of his cock felt like heaven and hell. She wanted everything—every inch deep inside.
Pushing her butt up and back, she heard him hiss, and she smiled. "Fuck me, Brandon. Give it to me. All of it."
With a hard snap of his hips, he drove the full length into her, hitting the special spot that made her purr like a kitten.
"Yes, yes! Right there."
"You have such a sweet, sweet pussy. You feel amazin', Emma. Tight, hot and wet."
"Brandon?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
He chuckled and picked up the pace of his thrusts. "Better, honey?"
"Oh yeah. Fuck me hard."
She glanced to her side to see Beau stroking his returning erection with his palm and watching Brandon screw her brains out. Her whole body hummed with the knowledge both men wanted her like this, even if it turned into a short term thing. "Your turn next, Beau, so don't stroke it too hard."
"Not on your life, darlin'. I can't wait to get inside you."
"Squeeze those pussy muscles around me, baby. Yeah, just like that," Brandon said, shoving his cock in and out of her so hard, she had to spread her hands apart so she wouldn't scoot across the mattress.
Brandon slipped his hand around her stomach and rubbed her
clit with his thumb, spiking her desire to boiling as he continued to pound into her until the orgasm rolled over her like a tidal wave. Two more body-slamming thrusts and Brandon climaxed with a tortured groan.
When Brandon withdrew from her pussy she collapsed onto her stomach and then rolled over onto her back. Her whole body hummed from the mind-numbing climaxes she'd had over the last hour, and they weren't through with her yet. Beau sported a hard-on worth drooling over, and she wanted all the yummy length deep inside her.
"You wouldn't believe how hot it is watching him fuck you, Emma. God, you're beautiful when you come," Beau whispered, brushing the sweaty hair from her face as her breathing slowed. "You ready for me, darlin'?"
She skimmed her fingers over his handsome face. "More than ready, Beau. I've wanted this from the moment you brushed your thumb over my lip at the accident. But can I ask somethin'?"
"Anythin'."
"I want you to make love to me. Slow and easy, face to face."
The smile spreading across his lips lit up the room. "My pleasure."
* * * *
Beau felt like a fist squeezed his heart. Make love to her? He would. Savor the time they had together? He would. Hold them close to his heart when they drove away? He would. Get over Emma Weston? Probably not in this lifetime.
The moment he slipped his cock into her welcoming warmth, he knew he'd found home. Tears glistened on her lashes, and one slipped from her eye into her hair.
"Am I hurtin' you, darlin'?"
"No," she whispered, taking a sharp breath. "It feels fantastic. Don't stop."
Her whole body shuddered when she clamped her pussy muscles around his throbbing cock. Holding still wasn't an option anymore when she lifted her hips and wrapped those magnificent legs around him. The slow glide of his cock in and out of her heat had him on the verge of climax within seconds, but he shoved it back down. He wasn't some randy teenager without any control.
