Double Her Fantasy (5 page)

Sneaking his free hand between them, he unhooked her bra. She sighed, knowing what would come next.

Garret pulled the bra away and dropped it. “Holy fuck. You’re incredible.”

Trey looked over her shoulder. “Yeah, amazing.” He cupped his hands under her breasts.

Their stares, their touches, sent moisture flooding her slit. Her mouth watered, wanting them, wanting more. She let a soft moan escape.

Garret grinned and bent, taking her nipple in his mouth. “Is this what you want, baby?”

Electric charges raced from her breast to her cunt. “Yes.” Trey’s big hands held her breasts, offering them to his brother. A tiny cry escaped her throat at the sensual decadence.

He switched to her other breast and nibbled, his teeth creating waves of chills that flowed through her chest. Kissing her between her breasts, he looked up at her, his eyes dark, deliciously erotic. His lips tasted lower, down her belly until he knelt.

“Oh, God.” Her breath caught and her hips bucked.

“Easy, sweetheart,” Trey murmured in her ear. His fingers slid over her nipples, still wet from his brother’s mouth.

“Can’t. So close.”

“Slow down,” Garret murmured. “You want this to last don’t you?”

No. She wanted to come. Wanted to release the pressure building in her core, in her head, in her breasts.

Trey stopped teasing her nipples and her belly did a flip.

“Mmm,” she complained.

“Megan,” the cowboy said hot and low in her ear. “You’re gonna enjoy this.” He took her earlobe into his mouth and nibbled.

“Baby.” Garret’s voice demanded her attention.

She looked down as he took her thong in his white teeth, locked glances with her, and slowly eased the red satin down her thighs.

Her mouth dropped open and she closed it with a snap. Her pussy was wet, the cooling cream from her lips pooled on her panties. He had to be able to smell her, realize how hot she was. Then he was there—Garret McGatlin—kissing her mound. A fantasy come true with a major bonus; his brother Trey holding her for his brother’s pleasure.

Backing away, Garret used his hand to slide the thong down as he lifted her ankle with the other. “The shoes, big brother?”

“Fuck yes, they stay on,” Trey growled.

Leaving her panties draped around her other ankle, Garret slung her leg over his shoulder, resting it on the hot, muscular expanse. His tongue tasted the soft skin of her inner thigh as his eyes met hers.

“You know what comes next, don’t you, baby?”

Did she dare grab his hair and pull that wicked tongue into her cunt? “Me?”

Both men chuckled slowly.

“Yeah, you come next.” Trey’s hands caressed her breasts, taking each nipple between his thumb and finger. “The sooner she comes, little brother, the sooner we can get her all worked up again.”

Garret licked a steaming path to her slit. “I wanna get her worked up.” He licked three quick laps at her pussy lips.

The shock of his touch boiled inside her, nearly exploding from within. Her head dropped back on Trey’s shoulder, her eyes closing as sparks flew behind her eyelids.

“Wanna make her come all night.” Garret dove in, sucking her lips into his mouth and lapping at her entry before plunging his tongue into her slit hard and fast in a spiraling motion that made her breath catch and her entire body tense.

“Please,” she begged. Lifting her hand, she laced her fingers in Trey’s soft hair.

Trey kissed her neck, making patterns with his tongue. “Come for us, Megan.” His fingers tugged and twirled on her hard nipples as he rubbed his cock along her tailbone.

Her other hand tangled in Garret’s longer hair, gently guiding him upward, showing him where she needed his mouth. Now.

Garret grabbed her hips and tipped her forward as his tongue eased upward, under the hood that hid her clit. When he circled the nub and latched onto it with his lips, she was lost.

A sharp cry left her throat as she burst into a million pieces. Sparks blew through her body, setting every nerve ending pulsing, flushing her skin with blazing heat. Her mind ceased to function for long moments as she left her body and glided through an endless universe. Every muscle went rigid and she could feel her heartbeat racing through her veins.

Slowly returning, she released the death grip she had on both men’s hair and rubbed their scalps. A little smile curled her lips. “Sorry.” Her voice was a low purr, her breath still coming fast. “Did I pull any out?”

Trey kissed her jaw as his hands pressed against her ribs. “Wouldn’t matter to me if you did.” He tipped his head down. “However, pretty boy there needs all his.”

Garret laughed, the sound vibrating through her pussy as his mouth continued to play at her mound, kissing, nipping gently. He took her hand in his and kissed her palm. “Take as much as you want, as often as you want, baby. That was magnificent.”

He stood and tugged her against him. His kiss was rough, desperate, and tasted like pussy cream. “The way you respond to us. You’re perfect.”

Against her belly, his hard cock throbbed and might possibly burn her tender skin with its heat. A trickle of excitement started flowing through her glowing body.

“Perfect,” Trey agreed as he nipped at her shoulder. “You came so fast and hard.” Her back cooled quickly as Trey stepped away and walked to his dresser.

Garret ended the passionate kiss and stared into her eyes. “Fucking hot, baby. Watching you come, watching you lose control nearly got me off. You usually keep yourself so pulled together, I didn’t think it’d be that intense.”

“Could be that you two bring it out in me.” It was true. She’d never come that hard, that fast, that recklessly.

Garret placed his hands on her ass and pulled her up along his body. “I like hearing that.” He stepped backward until he reached the mattress, then eased her down in the middle of it and lay next to her.

Trey leaned over her. “Would you like some water? Your wine?”

Always so considerate. “If you have oxygen…” She puffed.

The men laughed.

“I just need a moment to recover.”

“Oh, yeah?” Trey lay beside her, his head propped up on his bent arm. “And then what?”

Garret slid closer and poked her in the hip with his stiff shaft. “What ‘cha wanna do then, baby?” His voice rumbled like thunder.

She’d love to direct this, tell them what to do to her next, but she was a little lost. Except for what she’d read in romance novels, this was all new to her.

“More sex?” She grinned, covering her uncertainty with humor.

“Hell yeah.” Trey held up a box of condoms. A really large box.

“Are those all for me?” she purred and snuggled between them like a happy cat.

Garret ran a hand across her belly. “We’re gonna do things, baby, that’ll keep you moaning for hours.”

Chapter Five

A trickle of nervousness mingled with Megan’s afterglow and she grabbed the sheets on each side of her hips. Something about all those condoms had her doubting herself again. Snug between her two lovers, she wished she was more worldly, more sure of what she should be doing instead of just lying there.

Trey leaned over and brushed his lips across hers. “If anything doesn’t feel right, you just say so.”

Garret kissed her shoulder. “You’ll be safe with us, Megan.” He pried her fingers from the bedsheets and brought her hand to his mouth. Sucking at her middle finger, he groaned. “
Relatively
safe.” His eyes blazed as he bit down, the slight pain sending prickles up her arm.

She let herself go, let herself trust them. Such a perfect combination. Trey and his caring concern, Garret and his wild, hot desire. Had she ever felt this safe with a man? How could two make her twice as relaxed? “Mmm.” And twice as horny. She turned her head and nipped at Trey’s lips, so close to hers.

His tongue traced the outline of her lips, then snuck inside her mouth, twisting with hers, drawing it into his mouth as he tickled the underside of her tongue.

Megan moaned and her hips made tiny little circles. Her hand slid past her hip and touched Garret’s hard cock.

A groan rolled from him as he guided her hand around his staff. “Baby,” he murmured hot in her ear. “You wanna taste something really good?”

In the middle of her kiss, she smiled, and felt Trey’s answering smile against her lips. “My brother likes a good sucking.”

“Mmm. And what do you like, cowboy?” She sucked at his full lower lip.

In answer, Trey cupped her mound, rubbing gently.

The motion on her tender clit shot a round of quivers up her spine.

“Goddamn. You’re wet.” Trey’s fingers grazed her pussy lips then one slid into her slit. “I need to be inside you, Megan.”

Her core shuddered around his finger. “Yes, I want you, hard and fast.”

“Hm.” He pulled his gorgeous face back from her and grinned. “It’ll be hard, it’ll be wild, but it’s gonna be a long, hot fuck, sweetheart.”

Her mouth watered as her cunt heated until she felt her cream dripping onto his fingers, down until it wet her anal opening.

“Turn over,” Trey commanded. “On Garret.”

She obeyed, loving how he directed the action so she didn’t have to think. Nearly impossible with the way her brain floated light and woozy. On top of Garret’s hard, muscled chest, her breasts swelled and heated, her nipples pebbling. His shaft bore into the flesh of her hip, rigid and fiery hot.

Garret’s hand cupped her ass cheek then slid up her hip, along her ribs to her shoulder where he pressed downward, communicating her next move—his need for her mouth on his cock.

She kissed Garret’s chin, then crawled down his body, nipping at his flesh, sucking his nipples. Trey lay next to them, watching her every movement.

Garret pulled her hair back away from her face and met her gaze, watching as she licked a curving path along his abs and over his hips. His shaft left a hot trail of pre-cum on her stomach and between her breasts. When she reached it, she paused and slowly wet her lips where the lightly salty, spicy taste of his flesh lingered.

“Fuck. Me.” Garret’s body hummed with tension.

Taking Garret’s cock in her hand, she lapped at the head, capturing the salty natural lubricant. He dropped his hand onto the bed, dropped his head back, and grunted.

A good sign. Tickling the underside of his head with the tip of her tongue, she looked toward Trey. He stared, his eyes heavy lidded, his pupils dilated, his teeth clenched. He touched his middle finger to the spot on his cock that Megan was licking on Garret’s.

She pointed her tongue and drew a line down to the bottom of Garret’s shaft, where the big vein ran, purple and pulsing. Trey used his finger to do the same to himself.

God, that was hot. She dropped her head lower, licking each of Garret’s balls, sucking gently. His short, wiry hair tickled her lips and prodded into her tongue as she tasted him. Pressing her nose into the dip between the base of his cock and his scrotum, she inhaled the rich scent of his musk.

With a needy whine, she kissed a path back to the head and sucked his knob into her mouth, then quickly pressed down, taking him all the way in, down her throat, creating a suction that he’d have to notice.

Garret let out a shout as her lips reached the bottom of his cock and she swallowed, convulsing her throat around his plump head.

Trey jumped off the bed and stood behind her. He lifted her hips, setting her knees between Garret’s legs, then he pushed them apart enough to ease his own knees between hers.

She glided her mouth slowly over Garret’s cock, taking him deep, then shallow, then licking around his head and into his slit.

Trey’s finger parted her pussy lips and carried her moisture up toward her ass. “Your little rosebud.” He touched her, circling and pressing.

The motion turned her excitement into frenzy. She’d never imagined how stimulating the touch of a man’s finger on her anus could be. When she’d played there herself, it evoked nothing as spectacular as the pleasure Trey’s finger stirred. Would he take her there?

“I need to be inside your pussy, first.” The snap of latex warned her that he meant immediately.

Adjusting the angle of her mouth’s suction grip on Garret’s cock, Megan arched her back, opening herself to tempt Trey inside her pussy.

His big cock glided along her dripping wet folds, slicking himself on her natural lubricant. He thrust in, his shaft stretching her deep inside in a pleasurable twinge that turned to an amazing fullness. Her channel clenched around him as he stayed immobile, buried inside her sheath.

“Goddamn, you’re tight, woman.”

She hummed around Garret’s cock and tipped her pelvis, pressing back against Trey.

With his hands gripping her ass cheeks, the cowboy withdrew with a low growl then plunged in again, deeper. Her core contracted, tightening around him. He held on tighter, fucked her thoroughly, making her feel every inch of his shaft as it slid in and out. God, it’d been almost a year since she’d had a cock inside her. This was heaven.

Garret moaned and fisted his hands in the sheets. “I’m too close.”

She needed to feel Garret pump his cum into her mouth, down her throat. To feel him lose control and fly. Circling the base of his shaft with her fingers, she worked his length with a tight grip, her tongue circling his head, faster and wilder with each stroke, each lick.

Behind her, Trey’s slow, pleasurable pumping grew stronger and quicker, his balls slapping against her mound as he drove into her.

With a shout, Garret jerked his hips and came, his cum hot and pulsing against the roof of her mouth as she swallowed his salty ejaculate. His body stiffened as he grabbed her hair and tugged her closer, pushing himself deep down her throat as another wave of shudders tore through him and a last spurt of cum shot from his staff.

She took him all, his hard length, his head, his cum down her throat and reveled in the power she wielded, and the pleasure she’d given. Her heart filled as she looked into his face, so gentle now in his complete release.

“Aw, baby, that was damn good.” He collapsed, his arms spread, his breath chugging in and out. “So fucking damn good.”