Insatiable (16 page)

He grabbed the condom from the ground and opened it, then rolled it on … Sarah’s hungry gaze sending heat thrumming through him. He walked toward her, aching to feel her wet pussy around him. Grasping his cock, he knelt in front of her, then pressed his cockhead to her slick opening.

“Oh, yes,” she murmured. “Drive your big cock into me.”

All reasonable thought drifted from his brain as he drove forward into the slick heat of her body. She tightened around him. Her hands grasped his shoulders as his body pressed her tight against Evan. Evan’s cock would be deep inside her ass, practically brushing against Brent’s own cock.

Fuck, yeah, this was what he and Evan had fantasized about. Sharing a woman like this. It was erotic and wild and brought a whole new facet to their friendship.

An intimate, erotic facet. Almost as though he and Evan were fucking each other.

“Oh, please. Fuck me,” Sarah whimpered.

Brent drew back, then thrust forward, embedding his cock into her again.

*   *   *

Crystal stroked her aching breast with one hand and glided her fingers deeper into her vagina as she watched Evan and Brent driving into Sarah. Watching the two cocks glide in and out of her, like flesh-and-blood pistons stoking her fire, sent Crystal into a spin. Sarah moaned, and Crystal’s vagina clenched around her fingers. Their cocks drove into Sarah faster. Evan’s face contorted in pleasure. Brent’s perennially controlled expression faded a little.

Crystal found her clit and quivered her fingertip over it.

“Oh, God, yes. Fuck me harder.” Sarah threw back her head and wailed as an orgasm washed over her. Within moments, both men groaned and shuddered against her.

The sight excited Crystal intensely, and her body tightened. Pleasure washed over her and she cried out, too, riding the wave.

Crystal collapsed into the chair, watching Sarah sag between Evan and Brent. They glanced over at Crystal, their gazes intense. Even though they were still inside Sarah, she could see their hunger. Brent turned back to Sarah and kissed her, then drew away from her and stripped off the condom. Within moments, he stood in front of Crystal. He lifted her from the chair and carried her to the grass, then settled over her. His cock was semi-erect as he lowered himself onto her and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue swept inside her mouth, taking her breath away. His cock, resting against her belly, hardened. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked until it was rock hard, then guided it to her opening. He drove into her again and again, until waves of pleasure pummeled her to pure ecstasy, followed by his groan of completion. She clung to his shoulders and moaned long and hard.

After a few minutes, he slowed and then smiled down at her. His kiss was sweet and loving this time, then he drew away. Evan stepped toward her, hunger in his eyes. He prowled over her, then pressed his rock-hard cock to her opening and drove inside. His cock filled her again and again, and she immediately moaned in yet another orgasm. Evan followed right behind her.

God, these men knew how to fuck her.

Evan kissed her, then rolled to one side and held her close.

Crystal had been worried she’d be jealous, but the sight of her two men fucking Sarah actually gave her more confidence. Because it was clear that as much as they seemed to enjoy Sarah, they wanted Crystal more.

*   *   *

Crystal sipped her drink as she sat stretched out on the lounge chair, watching the sensational sunset over the ocean. The sky was awash in orange and golden streaks, deep orange reflected in the rippling water. Brent sat in the chair next to her, and Evan stood beside a tall potted plant, gazing over the water.

None of them had spoken much since this afternoon’s encounter with Sarah. Brent and Evan had certainly enjoyed the sexual escapade, but once they’d returned to the villa, it was as if reality had set in and they weren’t sure how to react to what had happened. She’d gone for a swim in the pool, then done some reading, leaving them to their thoughts. Brent had pulled together a delicious salad with tangy marinated chicken for dinner, and now they quietly enjoyed the spectacular end to the day.

But it was just after seven, with several hours to go before bedtime. She couldn’t let this silence linger.

“So neither of you has said much this evening,” she said.

Evan turned his head toward her but said nothing, then took a sip of beer from the tall glass he held.

She turned to Brent. “You did enjoy being with Sarah, didn’t you?”

Brent glanced at her, then back to the sunset. “Yeah. Sure.”

Her eyebrow arched. “Neither of you seems very enthusiastic.”

Evan glanced at Brent uncertainly, then back to Crystal. “Well, it was a little strange. Being with another woman. In front of you.”

She rested her hand on her chest, her fingers stroking the skin between her bikini-clad breasts. “I found it
very
exciting. Especially with you two sharing her.” She smiled.

Brent stood up. “I’m going to go clean up those dishes.”

“Really?” She watched as he picked up his empty glass and headed for the patio door. Brent volunteering to do dishes?

“I’ll help.” Evan glanced at Crystal’s glass, which was almost empty. “You want another cooler?”

She finished the last sip and handed him the glass. “Sure.”

He disappeared into the house. Five minutes later, he appeared with a new drink for her, then sat down.

“I thought you were going to help.”

“I was, but I think Brent needs a little space right now.”

She pursed her lips. “Was it a mistake suggesting the two of you share Sarah?”

Evan sipped his beer, then sat back in the chair. “Not as far as I’m concerned. I’m going to fantasize about this afternoon for a long time to come.” He turned his heated gaze her way. “Especially the part where Sarah was licking your pussy.”

She laughed. Men were all the same that way. At least, she’d thought so. She glanced toward the house.

“So why is Brent unhappy? Do you think he feels guilty, even though I said it was okay?”

“Maybe. I’m not really sure. I tried to talk to him about it in the kitchen, but he just closed up. I have no doubt he was into it—I mean, his cock was rock hard—but…” Evan shrugged.

Crystal leaned back in the chair and gazed at the sunset. She’d just have to wait and see if Brent would open up about it later.

She and Evan relaxed on the patio, watching the blazing sky as the sun sank below the horizon. Soon it turned dark, and they decided to go into the house. The kitchen counters were sparkling clean, and Brent sat in front of the TV.

“Want to join me?” he asked, patting the couch cushion beside him.

She glanced at the screen and the flashing explosions. An adventure movie of some sort.

“I will.” Evan sat in the armchair and put his feet up on the ottoman.

“No, I guess I’ll go read my book.” She headed for the bedroom. She’d give them a while alone. Maybe Evan could talk to him and find out what was up.

Two hours later, she stuck her head back into the living room to see them both still engrossed in the TV. Some car chase this time. She should have known better than to think two guys would talk about
feelings,
especially with an exciting movie on TV.

She went back to the bedroom and pulled on her slinkiest black nightgown, the one that hugged her body, plunged deep at the neckline, with a slit up one leg to the hip. She sashayed into the living room and posed in the doorway, a hand on one hip, the other resting against the door frame.

Neither of them looked her way, so she stepped into the room with a sway to her hips, then sat on the couch beside Brent. As she crossed her legs, the nightgown fell open, revealing her long, tanned thigh.

Brent glanced in her direction, then his gaze locked on her naked leg. She stroked her thigh, aware that Evan had glanced her way, too. Both men watched the motion avidly.

“I was thinking that maybe tonight we could all go to bed together.”

She glanced up at Brent, and her heart sank as she saw hesitation in his eyes. Then his gaze shifted to the swell of her breasts, and he grabbed her hand and stood up.

He practically dragged her across the room and down the hall.

“Coming, Evan?” Brent called as he strode into the bedroom.

“Right behind you, buddy.”

Seventeen

Damn. Ever since Crystal stepped into the living room in that sexy, curve-hugging nightgown, Brent’s cock had been aching. Now, at the sight of her smiling at him while she turned and stroked her hands down her sides, gliding over the shiny black fabric, his swollen cock throbbed with need. He wanted to fling his arms around her and press her onto the bed, then sink his hard shaft into her.

But that’s not what she wanted. Not exactly. She wanted both him and Evan to fuck her at the same time. To push both their cocks into her at the same time.

But they’d done exactly that with Sarah this afternoon, and the whole thing had left Brent … unnerved. He’d had feelings … disturbing feelings … about Evan. Crap, a beautiful, exceptionally sexy woman had been between them, moaning in the throes of passion … and Brent had felt a deep desire to touch Evan, for God’s sake. To grab his cock and stroke it.

He’d wanted that big erection in his hand. And he’d wanted Evan to touch him, too. To feel Evan’s strong hands around his cock. Squeezing. Pulsing it in his hand.

God, and more, but he wouldn’t even let his thoughts go there.

Crystal slid one strap off her shoulder. In a minute, she’d be standing in front of them naked.

Damn it. If the three of them got busy right now, he’d have to face those feelings again, and he just couldn’t handle that right now.

He stepped toward Crystal and stilled her hand as she reached for the other strap.

“Wait.”

She gazed up at him, her eyes wide in surprise.

He needed a little time. These confusing feelings were probably just a result of the excitement and strangeness of the situation. Somehow his hormones had crossed wires. That’s all. Tomorrow, he’d have everything more in perspective. But tonight …

“It’s been an eventful day,” Brent continued. “Why don’t we just … sleep?”

She gazed at him for a moment, then sighed and nodded. “Okay, sure.” She turned to the bed and bit her lower lip. “I was really hoping…” She glanced back to him. “I really wanted to be close to both of you. I was hoping we could all … sleep together. But I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

Evan glanced at Brent, then shrugged and moved toward the bed.

“Come on. It’s a big bed,” Evan said. “There’s room for all of us.”

Brent stared at the bed as Evan pulled back the covers, then shed his clothing, revealing a thick, purple-veined boner. Brent tried to pry his gaze from his friend’s erection but couldn’t do it. His own cock swelled even more.

Damn it, he wasn’t attracted to men. He was in love with Crystal, for God’s sake.

Crystal gazed at Brent uncertainly. If he backed away now, she would climb into bed with Evan and there was no way in hell they wouldn’t wind up fucking. Not if Brent left them alone. And it wasn’t even about that. Evan seemed to be able to handle Crystal’s taste for exploring the wild side, and Brent knew he ran the risk that Crystal might wind up choosing Evan over him because of that. But he loved her, and he didn’t want to lose her.

The crazy thing was, he found Crystal’s wild side intensely appealing. He loved that she wanted to try these unconventional and erotic adventures. But he had to get his head on straight and figure out what the hell was going on with these weird urges.

And the best way to do that was just to forge ahead. All they were talking about right now was sleeping in the same bed. Him and Crystal and Evan. With Crystal between them.

He could do that.

Sucking in a deep breath, Brent stripped off his clothes and followed Crystal to the bed, then climbed in beside her.

*   *   *

Crystal smiled as both men lay down beside her, one on either side. They both shifted close, but they remained on their backs, with only the sides of their bodies touching hers. She closed her eyes and wondered how long it would take to fall asleep, knowing there were two handsome hunks, both men she loved, lying naked beside her, both hot and hungry for her, even though they refused to act on it.

She sighed and closed her eyes.

An hour later she could tell they were still awake, but she finally felt herself drifting off.

*   *   *

Evan stared at the ceiling. Damn it. Would this night ever end?

Crystal lay beside him, her even breathing an indication that she had finally fallen asleep. And beside her was Brent. What was going on with Brent? They’d often talked about what a great adventure it would be to share a woman, yet ever since they’d done just that this afternoon, Brent had closed up. Evan understood that it must be odd for Brent having done it with Crystal watching, but that didn’t feel like the issue. It felt more like Brent was angry at Evan for some reason.

He drew in a deep, even breath. What the hell did he expect? He had ruined his friend’s wedding and, potentially, his happiness. Guilt dug through him, but deep down he knew—they all knew—that if they had hidden the fact that he and Crystal had feelings for each other, it would eventually have blown up in their faces. As painful as it was, it was better to bring it into the open and face it head-on.

Crystal murmured in her sleep, and her arm brushed his hip as she shifted position. His cock stood at full attention. How could it not with the feel of Crystal’s warm body against his side, only a thin film of silk between them, and the knowledge that her soft breasts were within easy reach? He wanted to roll on his side and hug her close. To kiss her and explore her sexy curves.

But not with Brent there beside her.

Time continued to crawl by, but finally exhaustion kicked in and he dozed off.

*   *   *

Crystal’s body felt heavy with need. Evan’s hands curled around her and stroked her breasts, making the nipples stand up hard and ache. He rolled her onto her side, away from him, and pressed his long, hard cock to her back opening. She sucked in a breath as he pushed forward, gliding deep inside her. She gasped at the intense pleasure of being filled by him.