Triple Dare (6 page)

“I want to come so fucking much I think my dick’s about to burst.”

Joseph’s choked voice stirred something tight in Rob’s balls. He lapped one last slow, languid stroke of his tongue along Anna’s swollen pussy-lips and then lifted his head and cast his best friend a steady inspection.

Joseph knelt beside Anna’s head, his jaw bunched tight, his chest heaving. There was a protective air about him, as if he’d taken upon himself to guard the woman stretched out on the cot between them. It was typical Hudo behaviour—he may be
Time Australia
’s Businessman of the Year, he may be a ridiculously wealthy, ruthless CEO, but Joseph Hudson was always,
always
, a guardian. Fuck, he’d taken care of Rob so many times, Rob had lost count. And yet, he couldn’t contain the need Anna McCarthy had awakened in him. Rob could see that. Try as hard as he might, Joseph couldn’t be the gentleman here. He wanted Anna too damn bad.

“I can understand that,” Rob said, leaning back from Anna’s most perfectly delicious pussy. He slid his fingertip along the velvet edge of one of her folds, his prick twitching at the sight of her ass constricting at his touch. “I’m pretty bloody hard myself.”

He was. Fucking hard. His cock felt like it was about to burst a seam.

But he knew he had to let Joseph and Anna call the next shot. The urge to flip Anna onto her stomach, shove her legs apart and sink his dick into her sodden sex scorched through him with such potent force he could feel his balls rise up in anticipation. But he held back. Controlled himself. He was always the aggressor in sex, but tonight he needed Joe to take the lead.

He needed to know his best mate could leap at life when he was gone.

Jesus, that’s a morose thought, Thorton.

It was, and he shoved it aside, sliding his hands over the tops of Anna’s thighs and rising to his knees.

“I think I can do something about that,” she said. She shifted on the cot, and Rob’s nuts rose up higher as the smooth, toned length of her inner thighs slid over his shoulders. He watched her as she moved on the cot, her body—no doubt the result of hours and hours of skiing—the stuff of a hot-blooded man’s fantasy. Everything was where it was meant to be, and it was where it was meant to be with bloody sublime perfection.

“Christ,” Hudo groaned as Anna settled herself on her knees before Rob, presenting her most gorgeous derrière to Joseph. Rob grinned, unable to miss the way the tented front of his friend’s boxers danced.

“You have the sexiest arse…” Joseph murmured.

Anna looked at Joseph over her shoulder and shuffled a little closer to him. “I love how you say ass.”

Joseph snorted. “If I say it again, will you let me bite yours? Arse. Arse. Arse.”

Anna laughed and the soft, relaxed sound sent tendrils of tension into Rob’s gut and groin. He liked the sound. A lot.

“I’ve often wondered,” she said, turning back to Rob. “What it would be like to make two men come at the same time.”

Before Rob could think of something witty to say—a first for him, really—she placed her palm against his stomach, just below his navel. “Take your shirt off, Rob. And your trousers.”

Her order, spoken with such authoritarian weight, made his mouth water. He did as she commanded, stumbling sideways as he tugged first his snowboarding boots and then his socks from his feet. She laughed again. Hudo groaned, though whether it was from the sight of Rob’s uncharacteristic clumsiness or the pain in his massive erection, Rob couldn’t tell.

Finally stripped bare, he stood before Anna and held out his arms. His cock poked straight up, long and much thicker and stiffer than it’d ever been. “What happens now, Ranger McCarthy?”

“I’ll tell you,” Joseph suddenly growled, and Rob blinked as his friend crawled onto the cot behind Anna and hauled her back against his body. “I make her come again with my cock, while she makes us both come.”

Anna whimpered, her lips parting and her pupils dilating as Joseph closed his hands over her breasts. She straightened, leaning her back against him as she snaked her arms up around his neck and turned her face to his.

He kissed her, squeezing and cupping her breasts as he did so, lifting and pushing them together.

“Fucking oath,” Rob murmured, closing the distance between him and the cot. “I like that plan.” He ran his hands over Anna’s torso, loving the taut feel of her skin. He lowered his head and placed a kiss first on the subtle line that ran down the middle of her belly, moving down to the dip of her naval and lower. Her trimmed pubic hair tickled his chin, and for a brief moment he contemplated slipping his tongue into her folds again. She tasted so bloody good his mouth filled with saliva at the possibility. Instead, he slid his lips back up her stomach and over her ribcage until they found her breast. Joseph’s hands cupped them together, his friend torturing her nipples with the pad of his thumbs as he continued to kiss her.

“Let me suck her, Hudo,” Rob said, and Joseph removed his thumbs straight away and held her breasts still for him.

Rob took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking on it hard.

“Oh, God,” Anna burst out, her words muffled by Joseph’s lips. “Wasn’t this meant to be me pleasuring you two?”

“You are, babe,” Rob heard Joseph growl. “Can’t you feel how bloody hard I am for you?”

Rob’s dick jerked and he wrapped one hand around it. He’d been as stiff as a pole now for what felt like a lifetime. If he didn’t come soon…

A fresh wave of respect surged through him for his best mate. Hudo had been harder for longer. He’d been hard for this woman last night, and Rob didn’t doubt he’d been hard since she’d arrived on the slope, right royally pissed at both of them.

Rob dragged his mouth to Anna’s other nipple and sucked on it. Joseph’s thumbs dug into his cheek and he started, surprised at how turned on the innocent contact made him. He’d shared everything with Joe. His Tonka trucks, his skateboard, his lunch, his terror over his first wet dream. When it came to Joseph, Rob didn’t mind sharing. And now, they were sharing a woman, a beautiful, feisty, sweet woman.

There was nothing more he could share.

Nothing more he wanted to.

He pumped his cock, feeling his balls flood hard. He couldn’t hold out much longer. Anna’s breasts were too perfect, her nipples too divine. The way Joe cupped and squeezed them was perfect, an offering of the most delectable meal from the gods.

With a guttural moan, he closed his free hand over Joseph’s right and pushed Anna’s breasts even closer together, flicking one nipple and then the other over and over again.

“Oh…oh…” Her breath left her in stripped gasps. She writhed in Joseph’s arms, the air heavy with her musk. “Oh, God.”

“Fuck, Rob,” Joe ground out, “I’m going to blow soon. Watching you suck her tits like that…”

Rob tore his mouth from Anna’s nipples and stared up at them both. “If you don’t want to be showered in come, sweetheart,” he growled, “I suggest we think about a change of position. Or some raincoats.”

She laughed. “Raincoats. And a change of position.”

She shoved at Rob’s chest, and before he knew what she was doing, she’d slipped from Joseph’s hands and wrapped her fingers around Rob’s erection, trapping his hand against his own cock. “Position change,” she said with a wiggle of her backside as she dragged his hand down his length and back up again. “Now tell me you were talking about condoms when you said raincoats.”

Rob’s head swam, something very akin to raw rapture rushing through his veins. He was an adrenaline junkie. He’d base jumped from “El Capitan” in Yosemite. He’d swum with the sharks in the Tasmanian Bite. Fuck, he’d friggin’ run with the bulls in Pamplona. But holy shit, nothing compared to this. He was about to get a blowjob from a woman while she was being fucked by his best mate.

He shot Joe a quick look. “Grab my backpack, Hudo.”

Nostrils flaring, Joseph climbed from the cot and crossed the floor, out of Rob’s line of sight. He heard his friend unzip the pack he’d thrown on the floor after first entering the cabin, followed by the rustling of its contents.

“Hurry up, mate,” he ground out through clenched teeth. That Anna was continuing to make him pump his own dick didn’t help his tenuous state. “Don’t want to embarrass myself here.”

The woman sending him mad with pleasure increased the pressure of his grip, squeezing his erection more firmly. “There’s nothing embarrassing about
this
, Mr. Thorton.”

“Jesus, Rob,” Joseph laughed behind him and Rob ground his teeth together harder. “How’d you get vegemite sandwiches through customs?”

“I didn’t, you moron,” Rob burst out, his balls so swollen he could barely think. If Anna pumped his cock one more time… “I made them this morning in the lodge’s kitchen. While you were jerking off in the shower. Now hurry the fuck up!”

Joseph laughed again, and then he was standing at Anna’s side once more, a small gold foil square in his hand.

“Raincoat?” she asked, looking up at him.

He smiled and nodded. “Raincoat.”

Anna’s own lips curled into a slow smile. “Care to put it on? I’ve got my hands full.”

“And she really means full,” Rob rasped. “This fucker’s bigger and harder than it’s ever been. So if the pair of you could just hurry along?”

Joseph laughed, and even in his pleasure-tortured state, Rob recognized it. Joseph was in love. Just like that.

A momentary shard of pain shot into Rob’s chest—loss for something he didn’t want to analyze at this moment in time—and he gave his best friend a long, level stare. Christ, he loved him. And if it was at all possible where he was going, he was gonna miss the shit out of him.

“Ready, Mr. Thorton?” Anna’s low, husky question jerked his stare back to her face, just in time to watch her part her lips and slide them over the purple head of his cock.

“Oh,
fuck
!”

His groaned roar bounced around the room. If he was a gambling man, he’d put money on it being heard on the top of Knife Ridge peak as well.

Anna’s mouth enveloped his length and she sucked, drawing him deeper. Deeper.

Jesus, he was going to come soon.

He let his head lull back, incapable of finding the strength to hold it up, and gazed blankly at the cabin’s ceiling, the wooden support beams doing nothing to draw his attention away from the concentrated pleasure of Anna’s mouth and teeth and tongue on his dick. She sucked him harder, sliding farther down in length until the dome of his cock pressed the back of her throat.

“Christ, that is so goddamn hot to watch.”

Joseph’s mutter scraped at Rob’s flaying control and he rolled his head to find his friend stripped naked. His body, leaner and far more muscled than a CEO of any business should have, glistened with sweat in the cabin’s muted light. His cock jutted up from between his thighs with stunning insistency.

“Bit horny, mate?” Rob asked on a ragged breath, watching Joseph roll the latex sheath over his erection with shaking hands.

Joseph’s nostril flared, his attention flicking briefly to Anna’s head, his Adam’s apple jerking up and down in his throat as he watched her work Rob’s cock. “You could say that.”

Without further warning, he pressed his face to Anna’s pussy.

She reacted quickly and wildly to the sudden contact, moaning around Rob’s length with such fevered force he felt the vibrations all the way to the base of his spine. It was too much. If he didn’t start drawing images in his head soon of his hairy Aunt Beryl in a bikini, complete with mole and saggy appendix scar, he was going to come before Joe even entered Anna. And he didn’t want that.

He wanted to go at the same time as his best mate. And he wanted them
both
to go just as Anna did.

“I know you’re having fun back there, Hudo,” he muttered, unable to stop the quickening of his thrusts in Anna’s mouth—Christ, her mouth was talented—“But I need you to get with the game plan here, okay.”

For a moment, Joe’s head didn’t leave its place between Anna’s thighs, and by the way she was moaning and sucking harder on Rob’s dick, something told him Joseph wasn’t in any hurry to stop licking her out.

He squeezed his eyes shut, the beginnings of Aunt Beryl forming in his head. God, he didn’t want to do
this
either. He didn’t want Aunt Beryl in his head when he came. He didn’t. It would mess him up for what remained of his life. He didn’t want—

Anna’s teeth dug into the length of his shaft with sharp pressure, her nails sinking into the backs of his thighs as another wild moan thrummed in the back of her throat. Loud enough to make Rob open his eyes. And see Joseph drive his cock deep into her pussy.

Oh, thank fuck!

Joseph had died and gone to heaven. He must have. How else could he explain the pure, concentrated pleasure searing through his body? He thrust his shaft, engorged beyond pain, into Anna’s drenched pussy, the feel of her tight muscles gripping him, sliding over him, almost too much to bear.

The second he’d seen her in the lodge’s bar last night he’d wanted to do this. The moment he saw her in the cafeteria this morning he knew he’d have to. Lust at first sight? He didn’t know. Lust was too dirty, too temporary. This wasn’t lust. With every penetrating stroke into her sex, he knew it. He didn’t know what it was yet, but it wasn’t lust. It was…more.

The thought made his head swim. He ground his teeth, sliding his hands over Anna’s gorgeous backside until he gripped her hips with both hands. He lifted his head and watched her suck on Rob’s cock.

Damn, he couldn’t believe how turned on it made him. And yet, at the same time, how jealous.

He’d never felt like this. He’d had more than his fair share of lovers—not as many as Rob to be sure, and none as adventurous—but Anna fit him unlike any other.

He drove his length deeper into her sex, wanting to fill her completely. Wanting her to feel how fucking unbelievable they felt together.

She moaned and pushed back into his penetrations, spreading her thighs to take him deeper. The slight shift in position made her pussy clench his cock in a gripping pulse and he bit back a groan, digging his fingertips into her hips instead. It wouldn’t take long—he’d shoot his load soon. There really wasn’t any way to stop it. He’d been thinking of doing this very thing to Anna since he’d seen her in the lodge. He’d sported a semi-hard-on all day. He’d been hard while dropping out of the helicopter and barging down the side of Knife Ridge Chutes. Hell, even when he’d gone ass-over-tit and eaten snow for a good five hundred meters, his dick had never softened.