Delightful Temptation

by Scarlett Avery

  “Do you want me?” Xander reaches out and runs the pad of his thumb across my lips. I nod. I lower my eyes, too consumed by the way I respond to these two. “Do you also want me to fuck you?” At least Ethan allowed me to ease into things, not Xander. He shoots straight for my heart—or should I say my pussy. I nod again. “So you want both of us?”

  He makes it sound so simple, but it really isn’t. “And that’s why this is such a puzzling situation. I’m very attracted to both of you. This has never happened to me before.”

  “It doesn’t have to be problematic at all.” Now it’s Ethan’s turn to attempt to shrink this mountain into a molehill.

  “It’s not like I can have both of you.” Even Goldilocks had to choose. “Am I supposed to close my eyes and pick one of you? Are we flipping a coin? Are we playing Twenty Questions?” Great. After being in a dating rut since I left Austin, God sends two incredible men my way and now I’m supposed to choose between them. She has a very particular sense of humor.

  “Not at all.” Ethan grins. Is that all I have to go by? Three words?

  Huh? “Pardon my naïveté, but how can that be possible?”

  “We like to share.” Xander’s words knock me off my feet. “Once in a while we’ll meet a woman who turns us on so much the only way out is for both of us to have her.” Holy shit. “We want you at the same time and we can make it very satisfying for all three of us.” God, that sounds incredibly perverted.

  My cheeks flame up. “Wh-what? You want to share me?” The way I ask that question you’d think Xander has just spoken Chinese to me. “This can’t possibly work.”

  “It can.” Xander steps forward and Ethan does the same. We’re back to forming that little intimate circle we had on the dance floor.

  “This can’t be happening,” I protest. “You guys are going to make me lose my mind. This doesn’t make any sense.” I know I’m supposed to be shocked, but to my surprise I’m not. I’m more curious than anything else.

  “Think about it this way. It’s pleasure times two. Twice the attention, twice the fun, twice the tongues, twice the hands, twice the passion… two cocks instead of one.” Ethan’s voice is dangerously low when he says that last part and his panty-dropping stare has my insides coiling. Mother of God. Although the air-conditioning is keeping the room at a clement temperature, I’m heating up so badly, I feel like I’m about to melt.

  A shiver courses down my back as his words sink in. For a brief second I allow myself to imagine the possibilities. My pussy throbs so much, it’s pulsating. It’s been dead silence down there for so long—I mean to the point where you could hear crickets—I’m taken aback by the enthralling sensations. Ethan is waking up a part of me that has been dormant since the ice age. This is too good to be true.

  “You make it sound so simple, but in my head, it’s not.” I guess I said that aloud.

  “It is, love. That said, if you only want Xander, I’ll bow out gracefully. If it’s the other way around, I know he’ll do the same. What you need to understand is that even though Xander only met you a few hours ago, I’ve known all along that my best friend would want you as much as I do. We’ve talked about you so many times that being here with you like this is surreal.”

  “You have?” I’m awestruck by his confession.

  “Yes. I’ve also been taken by you since the first time I saw your beautiful face. When you stood up to take me to the conference room, I nearly had a heart attack. Your killer body was making me weep.” He smiles. “I won’t push you into anything you don’t want. Neither of us will. It’s your call, love.” Ethan is giving me powers I don’t think I have.

  “Exactly,” Xander says. “Either of us would be lucky to have you, but that’s so predictable. What we’re offering is so much more. You get two men worshiping your body and we get to share a sexy woman we salivate over.” Every time they refer to me as sexy or gorgeous my heart skips a beat.

  A part of me is so scared and another is saying, You go, girl. After debating for a few short seconds, I let the good girl have the night off. She’s the one who’s been keeping me on the straight and narrow. She’s the one who’s been convinced she has to settle. She’s the one who stopped believing a long time ago. She’s the one who’s too scared to go after what she really wants. She’s the one who allowed Paul to rob her of the last shred of self-confidence she had. She’s the one screaming at me right now that I met these guys a few hours ago and now I’m about to make out with not one, but two of them in a private room at a high-end lounge in a swanky part of London. I don’t want to be her tonight.

  I look up at the ceiling and say a silent prayer. Nothing comparable to this has ever happened to a girl like me. Who knows? This may be my only chance at grabbing something so extraordinary it will leave my head spinning for weeks to come. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve this, but thank you, God.

  I want this, but I’m still a little nervous. “I’ve never done anything like this before—”

  “If I recall correctly, this is a night of firsts for you,” Xander interrupts.

  “In more ways than one.” If my body wasn’t trembling like it is now, I might be tempted to believe this is all a dream.

  “Why not go all the way?”

  I ponder on Xander’s question and can only come up with, Why the hell not?

  “I’m not very experienced… you know, with men.” I feel compelled to be honest with them. I’d hate for them to be disappointed.

  “Are you a virgin?” I blink up at Xander. “And if you are, that’s okay. We’ll take things slow.”

  When you think that cleaning your oven is more satisfying than having sex with a man, you might not be a virgin, but there’s a whole world you know nothing about. I shake my head and lower my eyes. “I’m not. I just haven’t been very lucky so far,” I confess, a little embarrassed.

  “Why don’t we change that?” Xander places his fingers under my chin and tilts my head back up until our eyes meet.

  “I second that, love,” Ethan says. He takes a step to the left. He stands right next to his best friend now. “If you submit to us, you won’t regret it.” Ethan’s half-lidded eyes are hypnotizing.

  “What do you mean by submit?” No one has ever asked that before.

  “It means you let us have total control over your pleasure.” Jesus. My words fail me. Once again, Ethan’s forwardness is disarming.

  “I want to know every inch of your body—where to kiss, where to stroke, what gets you off.” Xander sounds like he’s selling me on the idea. Perhaps my silence makes him think I need a little more convincing. I really don’t. I’m so there. “That’s just the warm-up, sweetheart. Then I want to push you further.” Good Lord. “I want to do a lot of raunchy things to you you’ll never have the guts to tell your best friend.” Oh, trust me, Maggie won’t believe a word of this. “I want to make it so dirty, you’ll never be able to think of me—of us—without your pussy quivering with desire.”

  “Sweet Jesus,” I hiss. The man’s words are so filthy, so wrong, so outrageous. Help me, God, I’m so fucking turned on.

  Ethan leans forward. “There’s nothing sweet or gentle about what we have in store for you.” His handsome face is only a couple of inches from mine now, his breath coming out in sharp bursts against my cheek. “I want to defile your huge full tits, your pussy, your soft stomach and your plump ass. Has anyone corrupted you in that way before us?”

  “Er, no,” I say in such a low voice, I’m surprised I can hear myself speak.

  “I didn’t think so.” Ethan takes a step back. He rakes his eyes down the length of my body, sending an avalanche of sexy sensations down to my vajayjay. Without warning, he starts walking in a circle around Xander and I. He looks like a predator sizing up his prey. A part of me is terrified, but my throbbing pussy is sure relishing this experience. “I want to make you scream out my name.” Mother of God. “And I expect you to do the same for Xander.” Lord have mercy. He stops right behind
me and leans in to whisper, “All. Night. Long.” His words are like a match dropping in a pool of gasoline. God, that sounds so incredibly debauched.

  “Eth—”

  I catch my breath when he grabs my waist and slams his body against my ass. Holy hardness. His cock is enormous… way bigger than it was earlier. “Out there on the dance floor, I had to contain myself. In here, I don’t have to. I can take you with as much fervor as I want. And I can watch as Xander unleashes his passionate fury all over you.” His words are like a warning. He trails his long fingers down the side of my trembling body.

  Xander snakes his arm around my neck, pulls me closer to him and whispers in my ear. “You’re okay with that, aren’t you?” Without giving me a chance to respond, he grinds his erect shaft against my stomach, mirroring Ethan’s sensual cadence.

  “Oh,” I let out. Xander’s cock is as impressive as Ethan’s. I haven’t got a clue how I was able to miss that when we were dancing. I guess now that there are fewer distractions, I can’t miss the unmistakable presence of their manhoods.

  “You haven’t answered my question,” he presses. My lust-handicapped brain can’t do much more than have me nod. Feebly. “That’s a commendable start, but that’s not good enough. I want to hear the words, Delilah. That’s the only way Ethan and I will know all three of us are on the same page.”

  “I am.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes.” This time my answer is unwavering.

  Xander smiles when I nod. He bends forward and licks my jaw, swiping his tongue over my lips, and an involuntary groan rumbles in my throat as he presses even harder against me. My body begins acting on instinct and I respond to his overt sensuality. My hips oscillate back and forth, meeting his and Ethan’s arousal. Xander pulls away just long enough to give me a lustful glare and mutter, “No holding back? Right?”

  “No,” I let out so softly I can barely hear the words escape my mouth. I doubt I would’ve ever been this brazen before walking into this room, but when two men want to take you to a place you’ve never been before, you’d be a fool to refuse.

  Grasping my upper arms, Xander pulls me up on my tiptoes and kisses me, long, deep and hard, managing to leave me feeling possessed. If you told me he performed some voodoo magic trick on me, I’d believe you. He fists my hair with one hand, tilts my head back and takes my mouth. He’s holding me so firmly, he’s not permitting any movement, and yet I don’t receive the crushing kiss I’m expecting. He’s so unexpectedly gentle. Instead, his firm lips tease my mouth and his tongue brushes over my lips again, and again, and again. On the third sweep, I open my mouth. I want to taste him. One hand travels up Xander’s chest to his shaved head while the other snakes behind me, pulling Ethan closer. Ethan is nibbling at my back while his hands are groping my ass. This is so outrageously kinky. It’s pure bliss.

  Xander kisses me slowly, thoroughly. Fuck. As the seconds trickle down, his kiss turns hungry. He’s demanding my mouth more forcefully and I don’t refuse. On the contrary, I give myself wholly to him. His tongue searches for mine and we soon begin a languorous and sensual dance. Damn. He’s an incredible kisser. He’s ravenous now. Oh, God. Pleasure fizzes through me like a glass of expensive champagne. When he draws back, my lips burn as if they’re on fire and my head spins like crazy. No one has kissed me like that. Ever. After a second, I blink back to reality and realize in amazement how freaking wet I am. I’m so drenched, it’s uncomfortable.

  Xander’s intense gaze focuses on my face. He flashes me a faint smile and caresses the contour of my lips. “You kiss very well.” Whoa. I’m delighted by his compliment. “Ethan, you’re missing out, mate.”

  “Not for long. Watching you take her mouth like that has made me so hard. I can’t wait to taste her.” Ethan’s filthy words send shivers through me. Before I know it, he spins me inside his arms. We’re now facing each other. His eyes are searing me in place as he caresses the side of my face with the back of his fingers. And then his hand continues down my neck, my chest, until he stops at my breast.

  “Ahhh,” I moan when he slides his hand inside my dress and cups my boob. He swirls his thumb over my hard nipples until they pucker. Good Lord. “This is insane,” I hiss.

  A corner of his mouth turns up. “Your tits are magnificent. I can’t wait to see them naked.” Abandoning my breasts, Ethan crushes my lips. I’m hit with the energy of his tongue, the raw need of his mouth—and the impatient way he gropes at my ass. The urgent way he presses me fully against him leaves little room for misinterpretation. For the love of God, how big are these two? For the next few minutes we’re all tongue as his hands explore every inch of me. The ache from his contact against my skin begins to build up, first in my navel and spreading lower, between my legs and all the way to a part of me that’s never sprung to life before. Just like Xander, he takes my lips voraciously without asking for permission. Thrusting his tongue inside my mouth, he sweeps his thumb again across the swell of my breast. This time my nipples are so hard, the sensation is heightened and I can’t decide if it’s pleasure or pain. I moan, pawing at him like a desperate soul.

  Suddenly, I feel the other handsome hunk who has done a formidable job at helping me lose my mind with his bewildering words right behind me.

  “Oh, Xander,” I cry inside Ethan’s mouth. I’m completely intoxicated. I’m sandwiched between the two of them again and there’s nowhere else in the world I’d rather be.

  Ethan pulls away from me. He’s panting as much as I am. “You taste like decadent lusciousness. I bet your pussy is even more potent.” In a flash, his hand is under my dress and navigates up towards my pussy. My breath hitches in anticipation. Is he really going to touch me down there in front of Xander? The answer comes fast. Ethan slides a finger underneath my panties and growls. I gasp when his hand caresses my pussy. “Xander, she has a full bush, buddy.”

  “You don’t say,” Xander marvels. “That means we’ll have to dig deeper until we find the treasure.” He chuckles. “I’m okay with that. The longer the wait, the sweeter the reward.”

  “Good one,” Ethan says. “You don’t shave?”

  Well, I had no idea when I got ready that a breathtaking man would be stroking my vajayjay while having a conversation with his best friend about the fact that I keep it natural. Had I known, I would have done more than light landscaping. I shake my head. “My momma always said, ‘Good girls don’t remove the hair down there.’”

  “Do you want to be a good girl tonight?” There’s so much hidden in Ethan’s question.

  I don’t have to think about my answer. I’ve already had that conversation with myself. I shake my head. “No, I don’t.”

  Ethan’s mischievous grin is quite telling. “Good answer. I want the bad girl in you to come out and play with us. What about you, Xander?”

  “I’m right with you on that one, mate. There’s nothing like a good girl gone bad.” I swallow hard at the prospect of leaving all of my inhibitions at the door.

  “I couldn’t agree more.” Ethan grins. During this whole conversation between the two of them, Ethan hasn’t moved his hand away. He’s been stroking my hair in slow languorous motions. You’d think he owns my pussy. I’m so turned on, I don’t even know what to do with myself. Suddenly, he plunges two fingers inside me and I gasp. I grip his forearm when his index finger glides over my clit. I had no idea a man’s touch could feel this mind-blowing. “Fuck, you’re wet,” he grunts. Don’t I know it.

  While Ethan explores between my lips, Xander is shamelessly stroking and groping my ass. Their hands are all over me and they’re causing my body to flame out of control. How can I succumb to the charms of two men I barely know when I’ve remained as cold as an iceberg with all my past boyfriends?

  “I love how your body responds to us.” So do I. His timing is eerie. It’s like he can read my mind. Ethan pulls his eyes away from me and looks over my head. “Xander, she’s positively dripping for us.”

  “Mate, I
can’t wait to close my mouth around her pussy. I bet she’s going to be a vision coming all over my tongue with her sweet juices running all over my face.” Jesus.

  “I have no doubt,” Ethan answers. “I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back either. I wouldn’t be surprised if I came without even touching myself just watching you enjoy her.”

  “I’ll make sure to make it worth your while, mate.” They both laugh. “Have you ever climaxed by having a man pinch your nipples so hard your whole body quivers into a sweet surrender?”

  My mouth gapes open, unable to reply to Xander’s raunchy question. A spike of arousal shoots straight down to my pussy again. I’ve always been as dry as the desert. How can I keep getting wetter and wetter like this?

  “The cat got her tongue.” Xander mocks.

  “What’s wrong? You’ve never been dominated by two men who want you so much they’re willing to fight over who will be the first one to take you over the edge?” Ethan must think I have this excited sex life or something. God, is he ever off base. That would be a big fat no.

  This is the second time they’ve done this. They talk about me like I’m not even in the room. They take full control of my destiny. Of my pleasure. I guess they did warn me. A part of me feels like I should be offended, but another part of me is so relieved that they’re taking all of the stress of wondering what to do next out of my hands.

  “I don’t think we’re going to hear a peep out of her until she’s begging for mercy,” Xander says. I’d say you’re right on the money. This is too much for me, but I’d be a fool to ask them to stop.

  “I think you’re right. Maybe it’s time for you to suck her tight little clit between your lips. I want you to unleash your naughtiness all over her. Make it really dirty. I want to hear your tongue lapping at her juices like you’re drowning in her sweetness. Every salacious sound should make me harder.” Fucking Christ.

  “Should I assume you’re granting me first dibs at devouring her pussy?” Xander asks, but he continues without waiting for Ethan to answer. “It would be fair, after all. Not that I’m keeping score, but you’ve had her tits in your hands and your fingers inside—”