Hotter Than Ever (Out of Uniform) (23 page)

It was Dylan who spoke first. “Get on the bed, Claire.”

A dark thrill shot through her. She climbed onto the mattress of Aidan’s king-sized bed and lay down on her back, resting her head on the mound of pillows leaning on the headboard.

Aidan turned on the light, dimming it to a sexy, erotic glow, and then the two men approached with slow, methodical strides. Predatory, almost.

Claire’s pulse raced as they started to undress. Their shirts came off first, exposing bare chests heavy with muscle, gleaming abs, powerful arms.

The pants were next, the material hitting the hardwood floor with a soft rustle.

Dylan wore nothing underneath. His erection rose to full salute, making her mouth water.

Aidan pushed his white boxers down his hips, and Claire got her first view of his cock. Longer than Dylan’s, but not as thick. Now her mouth went bone-dry.

Hot male gazes roamed her body, which was stretched out on the bed for them like a sacrificial offering, but rather than take what she was freely giving, they turned to look at each other. And then they kissed.

Claire’s panties flooded with moisture. Oh Lord. She would never get used to the sight of them doing that. Their mouths locked together, tongues teasing and exploring. She gasped when Aidan cupped Dylan’s ass and yanked the other man closer, grinding his cock against Dylan’s.

The kiss lasted for several more seconds, then broke off abruptly, and the next thing she knew, Aidan was sitting next to her on the bed. She squeaked in surprise when he tore her panties off her body. The fabric ripped with a hiss and was tossed aside, leaving her completely exposed to his hungry brown eyes.

“I’ve been dreaming about this pussy for more than a week,” he said in a serious tone. “Dylan has informed me that you taste like heaven.”

Still standing by the bed, Dylan nodded earnestly. “She does, man. Makes the sexiest sounds when she comes too.”

“Spread your legs wider,” Aidan ordered.

She parted her thighs, anticipation coiling inside her like a rattlesnake. She wanted his mouth on her, but he was taking his sweet time giving it to her.

Licking his lips, Aidan brought his hand between her legs and stroked her with the tip of his index finger.

She shuddered, wanting more. Needing more.

That finger skimmed down to her opening and swirled around in the moisture pooled there.

“So wet. Fuck. I need a taste.” He promptly lowered his head and lapped her up his with tongue.

Claire’s hips shot off the bed. “Oh, that’s good, Aidan.”

“Only gonna get better, baby.”

He wasn’t lying. Once he got going, she turned into a puddle of mindless, quivering lust. His tongue probed her—long, thorough licks that made her moan. Pinpricks of pleasure rose on her skin, and she rocked her hips to meet his greedy tongue, every muscle in her body quivering, tightening, throbbing.

She caught a flicker of movement and realized Dylan was jerking himself off. His green eyes burned, lips slightly parted as he watched the other man go down on her.

“How does she taste, bro?” he murmured.

Aidan raised his head and licked his lips, which were glossy with her juices. “So fucking sweet.” Then he resumed his feasting, shoving a finger into her tight sheath as he sucked on her clit with fervor.

White dots danced in front of her eyes. She was close. Really, really close. But she didn’t want to come yet. She wanted these incredible sensations to last forever, damn it. Her eyelids fluttered closed, then popped open when a deep groan from Aidan vibrated in her core.

Dylan had moved to the foot of the bed and was kneeling on the hardwood as he enveloped Aidan’s cock with his mouth.

Never in her life would she have thought she’d be in this situation. Being devoured by a hot male mouth while another man sucked that man’s dick.

Her wide eyes tracked Dylan’s every move, the way he took Aidan’s shaft all the way to the back of his throat, how he squeezed Aidan’s balls with one strong hand, the wet sucking sounds he made as his mouth traveled up and down that hard length.

“Come for me.” Aidan’s voice was thick with desire. “I want you to come all over my face, Claire.”

God, another dirty talker. Why didn’t that surprise her?

Aidan lowered his mouth to her aching sex again and fastened it on her clit. As he sucked, he fingered her in a steady rhythm, and it wasn’t long before an orgasm seized her body and swept her away to a whole other dimension.

When she crashed back to Earth, she glimpsed the satisfied look glittering in Aidan’s eyes. Her gaze moved back to Dylan, who was no longer tending to Aidan, but watching her.

“I love the look on your face when you come,” he told her.

She was too blissfully numb to respond, unable to do anything more than lie there and quiver.

Dylan got on the bed and lay on his side next to her. He reached for her hand and brought it to his erection, curling her fingers around that wide shaft. She immediately began to stroke him, then felt her other hand being yanked to Aidan’s cock as he settled on her other side.

Oh wow. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Aidan’s cock was slick from Dylan’s saliva, making it easy to move her fist along the length of him.

She thought about spitting in her hand to get Dylan nice and lubed, but she impulsively reached between her legs instead.

Dylan growled when she brought her hand back to his cock and resumed stroking. “God, honey, that was the hottest thing you’ve ever done. Rub those sweet juices all over my dick.”

Although she’d just climaxed, she was nowhere near sated. Continuing to stroke both men, she turned her head and planted a soft kiss on Dylan’s lips, then shifted in the other direction to do the same to Aidan.

And it was to Aidan that she murmured, “I want you to fuck me. I want to know what your cock feels like inside me.”

He groaned and pushed his erection deeper into her hand. “Christ. Yes.” Then he rolled over to open the top drawer of the end table, and rolled back with a strip of condoms and a tube of KY.

He and Dylan wasted no time covering themselves with condoms, and then Dylan’s warm mouth was on her neck, nipping at her feverish flesh before kissing a path up to her earlobe. “So you want Aidan, huh? Not me?”

Her gaze flew to his. Oh shit. Had she offended him? “No, I mean, I just…you and I already…and me and him haven’t…and…”

His husky laughter warmed her ear. “I’m just teasing you, honey. I’d love to bury myself inside you, but there’s somewhere just as enticing for me to be.”

Her breath hitched when she noticed the two men exchange a look. A sizzling, wicked look that ended with Aidan moaning.

“You like the sound of that, huh?” Now Dylan was teasing his other lover. “You want me in your ass while you fuck Claire?”

Her heart stopped as she waited for Aidan’s reply, which came swiftly and without hesitation. “God, yes.”

Aidan tossed the KY tube to Dylan. His gaze dropped to Claire’s breasts, and a moment later, he leaned in to nuzzle them.

When his tongue darted out and licked her nipple, she jerked in delight. “You two always seem to forget about my breasts,” she mumbled.

“Ah, I’m sorry, baby. It’s just because your pussy is so damn distracting.” He flashed her his dimpled, little-boy grin, then took her nipple in his mouth and sucked so hard it sent a spasm right to her core.

Dylan had moved to the foot of the bed to kneel behind Aidan. One strong arm came around and grasped Aidan’s cock, causing heat to ripple through Claire’s body.

She was on fire again and in desperate need of release. With a groan, she commandeered Aidan’s erection from Dylan’s hand and guided it to her opening. He slipped inside, one inch at a time, until his shaft was buried to the hilt.

“You’re so damn tight, sweetheart. Fucking love it.” Aidan withdrew halfway, then drove into her again.

“Feels good to be inside her, doesn’t it?” Dylan’s arms wrapped around Aidan from behind, his fingers toying with the man’s flat brown nipples.

Claire watched in fascination as Dylan’s deft fingers pinched those rigid buds, loving the way Aidan’s expression glazed over with pleasure.

“Fuck her harder,” Dylan ordered. “I wanna hear that sexy sound she makes when you slam all the way in.”

Aidan pulled his hips back, then plunged in deep.

When Claire moaned, both men chuckled, looking mighty pleased with themselves.

She opened her mouth, armed with a sassy remark, but then Aidan thrust into her again. And again. And again. Until all she was capable of doing was closing her eyes and holding on for the ride, crying out in pleasure each time he hit her sweet spot.

When he went still and began to pull out, she groaned in disappointment, trying to trap him inside by bearing her inner muscles down on him.

“Just a second, sweetheart,” he choked out. “Give me a second to… Oh sweet Jesus. Oh, that feels good.”

Claire’s eyes flew open as she realized what was happening. Dylan was slowly working his way into Aidan’s ass. His face was buried in Aidan’s neck, lips planting soft kisses on the man’s olive skin.

“Relax for me,” Dylan murmured. “Fuck, that’s it. Let me all the way in, man.”

Claire studied Aidan’s expression, floored by the sheer and utter ecstasy she saw there. “You like it,” she whispered.

His voice was gruff. “Yes.”

“What does it feel like, having something in…um…”

“In my ass?” he said with a chuckle.

“Aw, honey, are you an anal virgin?” Dylan spoke up, lifting his head to grin at her.

She nodded, her cheeks burning.

Aidan leaned in and brushed his lips over hers. “Don’t be embarrassed. From what I hear, the ass play feels better for us, anyway, so I don’t know how much you’re really missing.”

“But we’ll definitely try it out if you want,” Dylan added in a seductive tone. “Hey, Aid, tell our girl what she can expect.”

Aidan suddenly rocked forward, the power of Dylan’s thrust pushing Aidan’s cock into her pussy. All three of them groaned.

“Pressure,” Aidan mumbled. “There’s pressure at first. And a burn.”

Dylan drove deep again.

Aidan’s features went taut. “A good burn. Feels…good.” He stopped. Moaned. “So…good.” Then he stopped talking altogether and kissed her.

Dylan set the pace, controlling it with long, even strokes, and as crazy as it sounded, Claire felt like she was being fucked by them both. Each time Dylan slammed into Aidan, it was like he was slamming into her too. And each time Aidan groaned against her lips, she groaned too, because she knew he was feeling the same explosive rush of pleasure she was.

Time stood still as the three of them moved together. The pressure between her legs grew unbearable. Aidan’s erection was lodged inside her, but she needed him to move faster, needed him to find the rhythm that would send her soaring.

“More,” she begged. “Please, Dylan, give us more.”

He laughed huskily. “Greedy little thing, aren’t you?”

“
Please
.”

“All right, honey, but only because you asked nicely.”

The moment Dylan quickened his tempo, Aidan’s hips moved the way she wanted them to and his cock drove as fast and as deep as it needed to in order to detonate that knot of pressure.

Claire convulsed, losing herself in an orgasm that started between her legs, then soared up to her throat and down to her toes. It was a full-body orgasm, the most intense thing she’d ever experienced in her life, and each time she thought it was over, another wave of pleasure shuddered through her.

“Love your ass,” Dylan choked out. “Feels so good squeezing my cock like that. Fuck…oh fuck, I’m gonna come.”

The moment Dylan grunted in climax, Aidan followed suit, his cock jerking inside her as he came with a strangled groan.

It took a while for Claire’s heart to beat normally again. She lay there trying to catch her breath as Aidan pulled out of her throbbing pussy and Dylan handled the task of ditching their condoms. And then the three of them were lying together, Aidan on his back with Claire’s head on his chest, Dylan spooning her from behind, one limp arm thrown over her waist and resting on Aidan’s abdomen.

“I’m so sleepy,” she murmured.

Aidan’s laugh vibrated beneath her ear, and the steady beating of his heart only succeeded in making her drowsier. “We wore you out, huh?”

“Mmm-hmmm.”

She sighed when she felt Dylan’s lips brush over her shoulder. “You okay, honey? No regrets?”

“No regrets,” she whispered, and then she fell asleep sandwiched between them, kept warm by the heat of their bodies.

Chapter Twelve

Christmas Eve

“Okay, we need to decide one thing before we go in,” Claire announced after Aidan pulled up to the curb in front of Seth Masterson’s house.

She was in the backseat again, so both men had to twist around to look at her. “What are you talking about?” Dylan asked.

“Well, the two of you have this habit of, how do I put it nicely?
Pawing
at me every chance you get.”