“Fuck talking, man. My cock’s primed and ready for action.”
“Gunner, please. I want to feel you inside me.” She leveled her gaze at him, giving him her sultriest expression. She placed her palms on one shoulder of each man, but she had them so entranced that they failed to notice that she was untied.
Gunner groaned, taking her breast and squeezing it until it hurt. She smothered a giggle. “Are you two ready for some real action?”
Gunner’s gaze drifted to her hand. “Hey, wait a sec.”
She shoved them, as hard as she could, then banged her hand against the door. Before they realized what she’d done, she was out of the shower and darting for the bedroom. Laughing, she made a beeline toward the hallway, but as she’d suspected would happen, they tackled her before she’d made it ten feet.
She struck the floor hard, pounding the air from her lungs. Gunner landed on top of her, knocking out what little air was still left inside her. He clutched her hair, and pulled her up, putting her on her hands and knees.
“Let’s get rough, baby.”
She struggled, but it was impossible to get away. “Yes. Rough.”
Rick spread his feet and took a stance in front of her. “You’re quick, but you’ll never be as fast as we are.”
She tossed her wet hair over her shoulder. Gone was the need to get answers. At least until she’d managed to quench her thirst for them. “Fuck me, damn you.”
Instead of placing her on top of the bed, Gunner flipped her over onto her back. The move surprised her, giving her no chance to complain as Rick went to his knees next to her, then shoved her onto her side.
“Keep her there, man.” Rick strode away to somewhere behind her.
“No problem.” Gunner held his body over hers, giving her a good chance to study just how wide his shoulders were. He was all muscles and no body fat. His pecs were a perfect blend of soft flesh and hard steel, like a mechanical man come to life. His wet hair dripped tiny droplets onto her breasts which he licked off, making her tremble with his hot, quick flicks. He shook his head, sending even more water to sprinkle over them so he could lap them up, too.
“Are you going to fuck me or drip on me?” She started to scramble away, but his hand wrapped around her ankle. He tugged her toward him and flipped her on her back again with the slightest of ease.
“I’m going to fuck your brains out.” He spread her legs, then, keeping his eyes locked to hers, rammed his cock deep inside her.
She let out a scream of surprise, but surprise soon morphed into wild need. The need she’d shoved down for what had seemed like forever ripped wide open. Wrapping her legs around him, she held him to her. She clung to his arms and thrust her pelvis toward him, urging him to go as far as he could.
Where was Rick? Having both of them inside her at the same time was the only way to feed her lust-filled beast.
Gunner had hold of her legs, his expression tense as he took her breasts in his hands and squeezed. Her juices flowed over the fleshy part of her bottom. His cock glistened as he drew it out of her then reversed directions to pound into her again.
As her animal of lust came to life more and more, she realized that the climax she’d had in the shower wouldn’t compare to the one building inside her. She was torn, physically and emotionally, her feelings warring against the primitive craving inside her. Their lovemaking, although rough, was nonetheless as lovely as if they’d showered her with roses and whispered sweet words. Love came in many forms, twisting raw, sinful sex into a force more powerful than anything simple carnal satisfaction could ever create.
Rick fell to their side, bent over and kissed her. Like the time before, the kiss grew in intensity in rapid succession, then was gone.
“Rick, please.” If he didn’t know what she meant, then she’d be lost.
“Get her on her side.”
“Naw, man, I have another idea.” Gunner, his muscles tensed, eased his cock out of her. He stood, taking her along with him. “Get on top of me on the bed.”
She gritted her teeth. If she didn’t get his cock and then Rick’s inside her at the same time, she wasn’t sure what she’d do. Trembling, she waited for Gunner to lie on top of the bed. He reached into the nightstand beside him and brought out a tube of lube.
“Come here. Let me get you ready.” After squeezing some of the lube into his hand, he stroked his cock, covering it with the gel.
Rick laughed. “Leave it to my brother to want a sandwich.”
She was shaking when she knelt over Gunner with her face at his feet. Squeezing out more, he gently spread it over her butt hole, then worked it into her dark space. His fingers fought against her clenching walls of nerves, but it didn’t take long for her to relax.