Vincent smiled at him as he watched her and then looked down at where they were all joined and whispered, “Yes, it is. You look beautiful taking our cocks. So sweet and sexy. How does it feel?”
“Feels like…everything.”
Everything you need. Everything you want, honey. Remember that.
Her breath rushed out as she began rocking between them, finding her place in their rhythm. “Ohhh…It’s coming, guys.” Her cheeks flushed with rosy color and she grabbed hold of Vincent’s hand on the back of her leg and buried her face in James’s neck as he listened to the growing crescendo of her cries. Her sweet body rocking between them and her rapturous wail was his dream come true as their woman reached her peak.
“Fuck, yeah,” Vincent ground out, grasping her to him tightly as he flexed his hips, thrusting hard and fast until he threw his head back and howled.
Her cunt pulsed around James’s cock when he reached down and rubbed her clit between two fingers, wanting one more orgasm for her as he pumped his hard shaft deep inside her. He needed to hear her breathless, panting cries just once more, and she didn’t deny him. Even the pain as she dug her nails in his biceps was erotic as she went over.
His balls drew up tight to his body and the muscles in his back bunched hard and tight as the orgasm erupted from deep inside him. Waves of overwhelming pleasure flared as his cum jetted deep inside her. He growled as he pictured her taking him someday without the condom, letting him fill her hot sweet pussy with his cum, and his brother’s until she overflowed and it leaked from between her lips. A final searing burst of his seed spurted from him and he collapsed, his brother and him holding her between them as they gasped for breath.
His body hummed with satiation and none of them moved for long minutes.
When he could finally move his arms, he stroked her hip. Her skin was slick with perspiration and he smiled when she shuddered and then snuggled her face closer to his neck. Her soft sigh sounded happy.
Vincent released her leg and gently lowered it, causing another shudder to ripple through him as her body shifted between them. Vincent was the first to withdraw. He leaned over her and kissed her shoulder. He glanced at James and the smile on his face was that of a satisfied man. That made two of them.
“I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
Vincent went to the bathroom to ditch the used condom and returned with a washcloth as James finally, reluctantly, withdrew his shaft from her slick, pulsing warmth.
“This is hot, fluff. It’ll feel good,” he murmured before he took a few moments to clean the lubricant from her and then pressed it against her ass. “I don’t want you to be sore.”
She made a soft purring sound and she looked about to fall sound asleep when her eyes suddenly opened. She lifted her head and looked up at him and then over at Vincent.
“I got distracted when we were talking earlier about the poem and the tailgate, and the missing piece. I made my decision. I thought about telling you in the shower but I’m glad I waited.”
“Glad?” James asked, suddenly uncertain. “Why?”
“Because making love with the two of you was so beautiful. You both took good care of me, like you promised. I know it was the right choice. I’ll stay in Divine. I won’t move to Abilene. And whatever comes, with everything else…”
Vincent chuckled, “You mean with me forgetting the condom?”
She grinned, much to James’s relief and nodded. “Yeah. However that works out is fine.”
Vincent tossed the washcloth in the general direction of the bathroom. It hit the floor with a plop as he crawled onto the bed with them. His eyes were wide and hopeful as he spoke. “You’ll stay with us. Here?”
Her eyelids looked heavy as she gigglesnorted. “I’m not living in sin with you, He-man, if that’s what you’re asking.” She yawned deeply and snuggled down into the bed.
Vincent was about to speak momentous words but James held up a hand to stop him. She was well past half-asleep and what came next needed to count. Vincent shut his mouth and nodded, but his face split into a wide grin as they made eye contact. Neither of them had smiled like that in months.
They had some legwork to do and a serious conversation to have together before they took the next step. She was a sweet armful to cuddle up with after they put out all the candles and returned to her.
Chapter Sixteen
The day after her revelation, Leah sat on the floor in the spare bedroom feeling a bewildering combination of happy and foolish. The practical side of her said she didn’t have time for this mess but her impulsive side reveled as she surrounded herself with sparkling pieces of vintage crystal. The late afternoon sun shone through the window, igniting shimmering fire inside the bowls, plates, platters, and serving pieces she’d inherited from her mother.