Insatiable: A Novel

by Opal Carew

  She slipped from his grasp as she returned to Evan, who had watched her mouth on Brent’s cock with intense concentration. She took Evan’s cock in her mouth, then slowly moved down. She glided back, then took him deep again. His hand grasped her head and his expression tightened. She bobbed up and down, and Evan groaned, then shuddered, clearly coming in her mouth.

  Brent’s cock twitched as he watched, needing to feel her heat around him once again. She kept sucking Evan until he relaxed, having finished his orgasm.

  She drew her mouth from his wilted cock, then turned to Brent again, her hand tightening around him. Before she could wrap her sensuous mouth around him again, he grasped her arms and drew her to her feet.

  “I want to make love to you right now,” he insisted.

  He captured her lips, knowing Evan had just come in her mouth. Tasting Evan’s seed in her mouth drove his need higher. He stroked her breast, then down her belly to her bikini bottoms. He slid underneath and cupped her mound, then slid his fingers along her amazingly wet opening. It seemed sucking Evan to completion had turned her on immensely.

  “You’re so wet,” he murmured. “I’m sure you want my hard cock inside you right now.”

  He slid two fingers deep inside her and stroked her clit with his thumb.

  She squeezed his throbbing cock. “Oh, God, I do.”

  He eased her to the ground, then kicked away his jeans and boxers. He knelt beside her on the grass and stripped off her bottoms.

  “Damn, you look sexy lying there naked like that.”

  She wrapped her hand around his cock again. “Now, Brent.” She opened her thighs. “Fuck me. Deep and hard. While Evan watches.”

  Twelve

  The thought of Evan watching them intensified his need. He desperately wanted to drive his aching cock into her right now. He positioned himself between her thighs and stroked her slit, loving her tiny whimpers of desire.

  “Do you want me, baby?” he asked.

  She nodded. He wrapped his hand around his cock and guided it to her and nudged against her slick opening.

  “Tell me. I want to hear you say it.”

  She grasped his shoulders. “I want you, Brent. I want your long, hard cock inside me.”

  At her words, need lanced through him. He drove forward, filling her with one long thrust. She moaned, then held him tight to her body.

  “You like that, sweetheart?”

  “Yes,” she whimpered.

  He was aware of Evan watching them. His cock twitched.

  “More,” she pleaded. “Fuck me.”

  He drew back slowly, allowing his cock to stroke her tight passage. Her eyes glazed and she threw her head back with a moan. Slowly, he glided forward again. She clung to him, murmuring soft sounds. He drew back again, but this time he thrust forward. Then back, then forward again. She gasped as he drove into her again and again. His head swam with the effort to keep from bursting inside her. He thrust several more times and she gasped, then moaned long and loud. Liquid heat surrounded his cock and he exploded with incredible force. Pleasure flooded his body like never before.

  And still he thrust, until she finally collapsed on the grass, panting for breath.

  He rolled away from her and she sighed. He stared at the clear blue sky above, feeling as though this could well be heaven.

  Until he realized that Evan now knelt in front of Crystal. Brent watched as the other man’s big cock slid inside her wet opening. Evan surged forward and Crystal immediately gasped. Evan rode her fast and hard, and within moments, she wailed her release again.

  Brent couldn’t drag his gaze from that hard cock driving into Crystal. Possessing her. It filled him with a need for … something, but he didn’t know what.

  God damn it. He didn’t understand these feelings.

  Brent sat up and watched as his best friend continued fucking Brent’s woman. Frustration surged through him. It shouldn’t be that hard to figure out. His best friend was fucking the woman Brent loved. What the hell did he think these feelings were?

  As Crystal wailed in ecstasy, Brent pushed himself to his feet and strode away.

  * * *

  Crystal heard the deck door open and close.

  “Don’t worry about it,” Evan said. “He just needs a little time.”

  She gazed up at Evan. His cock was still a firm presence within her.

  “But what if he thinks … I don’t know … that I’m a slut?”

  “For having sex with us both at the same time?” He chuckled and kissed her lips. “I’m sure he doesn’t think that.”

  She sucked in a deep breath. Evan was so great. And his cock seemed to be getting bigger inside her.

  “So why are you okay with this?” she asked.

  He grinned. “With having sex with you? Are you kidding?”

  “At the same time as Brent,” she clarified.

  “Ah.” He pivoted his pelvis forward, pushing his cock a little deeper into her. “Because I want to keep in the game. I’m number two, so I have to try harder.”

  And he was getting harder inside her.

  “So you don’t really want to do it?” She didn’t want to push him … either of them … to do something they were uncomfortable with.

  He pushed in a little deeper. “I didn’t say that. I actually found it really hot watching you suck Brent’s cock. And right there in front of me. In fact”—he pushed in a little deeper—“Brent and I have often talked about sharing a woman. This was actually a fantasy come true.”

  She could barely concentrate on his words with his big cock pushing inside her like that.

  “Evan, you’ve already come twice. I can’t believe you—”

  He pushed forward, driving deep into her again, and she gasped. “I might not come again, but that doesn’t mean I won’t get hard.” He nuzzled her neck. “And that I can’t make you come again.”

  Excitement quivered through her. “I see. So watching me with Brent’s big cock in my mouth turned you on?”

  “Oh, yeah. And earlier, when you were with that woman on the beach.”

  “You liked watching Sarah put suntan lotion on my breasts.”

  “She wasn’t putting suntan lotion on.” His heated gaze simmered through her.

  “She wasn’t?” The feel of his cock slowly gliding into her again set her blood boiling.

  “No. She was caressing you.” He nibbled her earlobe, sending quivers down her neck. “Fondling you. Turning you on.”

  She grinned, happy to play along. “You’re right. Her hands were so soft, and they felt so good on me.”

  “Tell me more.” His cock glided away, stroking her inside passage, then slowly glided in again. “Did she touch your nipples?”

  “Oh, yeah. As she was caressing me, my nipples got really hard, then she stroked them with her fingertips.” She could feel his cock growing inside her.

  “Really? Then what?”

  “Then she leaned down and licked one.”

  He moaned and pushed deep into her. His hand stroked over her breast and his fingers found her hard bud. As he tweaked it, sending need thrumming through her, she continued.

  “She sucked it in her mouth. It got even harder.”

  “And your pussy?” His voice sounded hoarse, his breathing labored. “Did she touch your pussy?”

  The thought sent heat flaming to her cheeks, which was ridiculous since she was lying out on the grass with a man’s cock inside her, after having made love with him and another man only moments before. But the thought of exposing herself totally on a public beach, of having another woman touch her down there, made her uncomfortable. And yet, it turned her on immensely.

  God, it’s just a fantasy. Enjoy it.

  “Yes.”

  He sucked in air and she could see the excitement on his face. “Tell me.”

  “Before you got there, she pushed me back on the lounge chair and stripped off my bikini bottom.”

  “Yeah?” His cock glided away, then push
ed deep again. Electric tremors quivered through her.

  “She sat on the end of the chair and leaned forward, then stroked me.”

  He sucked in air. “Were you wet?”

  “Oh, yeah. Really wet.”

  His cock pushed deep, then back, and deep again.

  “Then she leaned forward and licked—”

  His cock drove deep and he groaned as he exploded inside her. So much for not coming again.

  He kept thrusting into her, and she surrendered to the pleasure swirling through her. His cock filled her again and again until she gasped, blissful sensations erupting through her and catapulting her to another orgasm.

  * * *

  Brent stared out the window as Evan made love to Crystal again. God damn it. How had he wound up in this mess? He wanted his woman back. And he didn’t want to share her.

  And yet, watching her gasping in pleasure in the arms of his best friend sent his cock swelling to a rock-hard state. He longed to drive his cock into her at the same time as Evan, knowing Evan’s cock was buried deep inside her. The thought of both their cocks gliding inside her, stroking close to each other, just a thin layer of flesh separating them, triggered a yearning deep inside him.

  And that confused him.

  Evan pulled Crystal to her feet, and the two of them headed toward the door. The sight of Crystal’s naked breasts softly bouncing as she walked, her face and chest still flushed, sent his hormones spiraling out of control.

  God, he wanted her right now.

  The door opened and the two of them stepped inside.

  “Oh, Brent.” Crystal paused, gazing at him with big eyes.

  He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him, capturing her mouth with his, his tongue storming inside, then plundering. He needed her to know that he was her man. He grabbed her wrists and backed her against the wall, pinning her hands over her head, then he kissed down her neck and found her nipple. The sweet bud tightened to a hard bead in his mouth, the surrounding skin puckering. He lapped his tongue over it again and again, loving her response to him. He released it and captured the other one, then sucked until she gasped.

  “You’re my woman and I want you.” He half expected her to protest.

  “Oh, God, Brent. I’ve never seen you like this.”

  He gazed down at her gleaming eyes and saw the heat there. She liked this.

  Excitement lurched through him. “I want you now, and I’m going to take you.”

  She pushed against the grip of his hands around her wrists, but he held tight, then he sucked on her other nipple.

  “No,” she moaned.

  His gaze flew to her face and he stared at her uncertainly. She stared back with simmering desire. His cock—pressed against her belly, compressed between the warmth of their two bodies—swelled even more.

  “You can’t just fuck me like this.” But she nodded her head, obviously encouraging him.

  He shifted his pelvis back and his heavy cock dropped downward, then the tip nuzzled against her warm, wet opening.

  Ah, man, he could barely stop himself from lancing into her like a barbarian.

  Easy, man.

  He eased forward, pressing into her slowly, feeling her hot, wet passage envelop him. His cockhead filled her, and she moaned.

  “Oh, God, Brent.”

  In blind response to her desire-filled words, he thrust deep into her and she gasped. Then he began to move in and out like a piston, filling her again and again. He could feel her tighten around him, then gasp. He watched her face blossom in orgasm, joy washing across her features.

  Oh, God, he loved this woman.

  He released her wrists and glided his hand to her lower back, then pulled her tight to his pelvis as he eased her to the floor. He laid her back on the carpet, then stroked her hair as he continued to thrust into her, in slow and easy strokes this time.

  * * *

  Crystal, still floating on a cloud of pleasure, gazed up at Brent. His ferocious male energy just moments before had been wild and sexy. Now his tenderness touched her deeply. His cock filled her, and the pleasure still washing through her built into another wave. He moved faster, his warm brown eyes so tender and loving. His pelvis tightened, and as he erupted inside her, she gasped at another swell of pleasure. He pulsed inside her a few more times, and the swell launched to a tsunami, blasting her into yet another orgasm.

  He collapsed on her, but still holding the bulk of his weight on his hands, which were flattened on either side of her. She stroked her hand through his hair, loving the feel of the dark brown strands as they curled around her fingers.

  He smiled and kissed her. With the sweetness of that kiss, she had no doubt that he loved her.

  But so did Evan, she reminded herself.

  And sharing both of them had been incredible beyond words.

  “I can’t believe it. I’ve never had so many orgasms.”

  “Sharing two men will do that,” Evan said from somewhere beside them.

  Brent stiffened, and she realized he must have forgotten that Evan was still there watching them.

  As incredible as it was sharing these two men, it was going to be a huge challenge.

  * * *

  Brent could hear the music as he walked alongside Crystal and Evan toward the welcome party for resort members. They were staying in one of the luxury villas owned by the same resort company that managed the huge complex of holiday condos farther along the beach.

  The large resort pool where the party was being held was only a fifteen-minute walk from their place, so they’d elected to leave the rental car behind and enjoy a nice walk in the late afternoon sunshine.

  They followed a stone path surrounded by gardens of tropical flowers and varied decorative foliage. Several three-story buildings were nestled among large bushes and palm trees. There were probably hundreds of units on the grounds, but the way the resort was laid out, especially with the generous use of greenery, each building seemed private and welcoming.

  They’d all decided it would be good for them to get out together, the three of them. Interacting in a social setting would provide a welcome distraction from the tension of the past few days.

  Beside them, Evan stopped and checked the paper where he’d scrawled the directions.

  “It looks like we turn right here, then…” He glanced past the flowering bushes that parted to the right. “It must be through that gate over there.”

  Evan walked ahead, then slid his key card into the slot on the black wrought-iron gate and opened it. They walked through the gateway, then past the high bushes alongside a building to their right to a view of a huge pool with curved, meandering edges. Lounge chairs, most of them occupied by swimsuit-clad bodies or towels and beach bags, lined the white concrete deck surrounding the pool. People milled around the open area behind the chairs, holding tropical drinks and munching on snacks from trays offered by waitresses, each with a large blossom in her hair and wearing a bikini top and sarong. A waitress passed them and offered a tray of tidbits. Crystal took a square with a shrimp on top. Brent took a small meatball spiked with a toothpick. He nipped the meat from the wooden stick. Sweet and tangy. Not bad.

  Another waitress passed with a tray of drinks. Crystal grabbed one of the stemmed glasses filled with dark pink liquid and took a sip.

  “Mmm. Nice punch.”

  “I’m getting something stronger.” Evan glanced toward Brent. “Beer?”

  Brent nodded, then Evan headed off toward the bar.

  “Brent, would you hold my drink?” Crystal smiled at him. “I’m going to the little girls’ room.”

  “Sure.” He took the stemmed glass and watched her walk away, admiring the sway of her delightful derriere.

  She looked sensational this evening in her floral sundress. Halter style, leaving her tanned back totally bare. He loved that. What he loved even more was that she wasn’t wearing a bra under it.

  She disappeared from view. He swished the liquid in her glass and realiz
ed he was getting thirsty. A quick glance toward the bar, with Evan at the end of a long line, told him he’d have a bit of a wait. He gazed around the large pool area. Both other bars had similar lines, the large pool was filled with people, and more people kept entering through the gate. There seemed to be people everywhere.

  Man, he was glad they were staying at one of the luxury villas. He hated crowds. He wouldn’t be at this party right now if it weren’t for the fact that he wanted to be with Crystal. He sighed and swirled her glass again. And, of course, he’d needed to get away from the closed-in feeling of the three of them together in that house. Sometimes three could feel like a crowd.

  This evening would be good, though. Crystal liked parties and meeting new people.

  He watched the people walking by, then glanced in the direction where Crystal had disappeared. She was walking toward him and smiled as she saw him looking at her. Then she turned, making a pointing gesture as she mouthed words to him. He couldn’t tell what she was trying to say, but he could see she was heading toward an extravagant buffet table. She was probably checking out the food. Glancing toward the bar, he saw that Evan was now third in line.

  When he looked back to Crystal, he saw a dark-haired man in a tropical shirt and shorts talking to her. She shook her head, then walked around the table to the other side. The guy followed her.

  Damn it. He was hitting on Crystal! Anger surged through Brent and he strode through the crowd. As he approached, Crystal glanced his way and a big smile claimed her face. His heart melted, taking the edge off his anger.

  “But I just want to buy you a drink,” the guy said. “One little drink won’t hurt.”

  “Crystal, here’s your punch.” Brent handed her the glass and glared at the other man.

  “You’re with him?” the guy asked Crystal.