“Dios mio!”
My God was right. Now she’d gone and done it. She wanted to a take a peek into their private lives, and she got a whole big peek at their private parts. Talk about a Halloween miracle.
Bryan’s brows shot up. “Stephanie?”
Her throat went dry. Those bodies. Her pussy went instantly slick. Forget lube when they were the vision in front of her.
“I…I…” Really wanna get in the tub with you guys. “Got lost.”
“Did you, now?” Brent’s grin was filled with mischief.
Okay, Steph. Just don’t look down at their cocks. Don’t. Look. Down.
Fucking hell. She looked. Her gaze smoothly made a trail down their fully tattooed upper bodies, down to the muscled abs and straight to the large cocks. She frowned. What the hell was up with their penises?
Bryan laughed. “Excuse me?”
Her vision snapped up to his face. His very handsome face. A face she wanted to bite and scratch and possibly even sit on if he ever let her. With those dark eyes and the multiple piercings, she almost groaned. Ears pierced, chin pierced, and eyebrow pierced. Shit! Even their nipples were pierced.
“What?” She so wanted to glance down at his cock again. At both of their cocks. There was something strange going on with them.
“You said what the hell is up with our penises.” Brent chuckled.
Damn. She’d said that out loud. “I’m sorry, it’s just that there’s something on them that reflected the light.”
The men eyed each other and laughed.
Brent lifted a hand and summoned her with the crook of a finger. “Come closer and see for yourself.”
She tried not to rush forward with her curiosity, but it was kind of hard when she’d been dying to get her hands on them.
“Do you guys,” she glanced at their faces and then back down at their growing hard-ons. “Do you need me to go?”
Please say no.
Another step, and she closed the distance. Lust pooled at her pussy, turning her all kinds of hot and bothered at the sight of their muscled, inked bodies.
Brent, whom she knew because he kept the smooth facial features where Bryan loved having the scruffy look, licked his lips. Her gaze dropped down. Once again taking in the large rods of their cocks. She finally realized what it was about them that looked strange.
“Are those piercings?” She asked, her voice had gone completely husky.
Steph glanced up to meet Bryan’s gaze. He eyed her boldly. With enough heat in his gaze she felt her nipples pebble under her sequined bra.
“They are.”
Holy mother of orgasms, she had to touch that. She had to know what that felt like inside, rubbing her walls and making her come.
She stopped in front of both men. A self-assured smile split her lips. She knew what she wanted.
“Those have to be the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.”
They separated. Bryan went around her back, while Brent came forward. He slowly trailed a hand up her belly, to cup her large breasts. A low hiss sounded from his lips. “You are so fucking hot.”
Steph stared at him, watching the passion flare bright in his eyes. A gasp lodged in her throat. Bryan pushed her long curls to the side, exposing the curve of her shoulder, nuzzling his lips over her flesh. She shut her eyes and moaned. His cool lips sucked on the back of her neck.
She attempted to suck some air into her lungs, but Brent’s lips latched on to hers. Her thoughts disintegrated to nothing. He kissed her, driving his tongue into her mouth, and she realized something then. He had a tongue ring. Oh, hell yes!
Chapter Three
He rubbed her tongue with his, circling and massaging the tiny metal ball over her. Passion rose to a feverish pitch in her blood. Beads of perspiration started to gather on her skin. She was so hot. Scorching. She wanted to rip off her flimsy costume.
She tore her lips away from Brent and moaned. His hands were busy tugging at her bra, leaving her breasts exposed to the warm air circling the room. Before she got a chance to take a breath, his mouth was on her nipple, sucking deep and hard. He rubbed that tiny metal ball over the tight little bud, shooting sparks of ecstasy down to her pussy.
“Oh, God, Brent…”
The pleasure didn’t end there. While he licked and sucked one nipple, then the next, Bryan tugged at her skirt. She dug her nails deep into Brent’s biceps, using him to stay up on her shaky legs. Material drifted down her knees, pooling at the floor. Heat from her slick folds dripped down her thighs. Bryan rubbed his cock between her cheeks, gripping her wide hips with his large hands. Her body vibrated with the need to get fucked.
She was unable to process anything but the arousal gathering tight in her core. Brent squeezed at her tits, hard, massaging the tender flesh with practiced ease. She squirmed between the two, loving the feel of both firm bodies surrounding her.