“Nothing will be ruined, baby. Us being together will only make things better.” His tongue stroked along the tip of her ear and she shivered. “Don’t you trust me? Trust us?”
Did she trust them? It wasn’t like they had any kind of relationship outside of a professional one, well, not until today anyway. She still couldn’t believe they wanted her -- wanted this. And even if they had wanted her for so long, why just now say something? Why fuck all those other women knowing damn well she could hear, when she would be forced to clean up after them?
“Stop thinking and just feel. I can’t explain why we did the things we did. I can’t try and break down what monumental ass-hats we are. Believe me, Max and I have had this conversation more times than not. It always ended the same, with us deciding that there would never be anything between us. Up until today, you never showed any inkling that you wanted us, and we knew you could hear us with the other women from the very first day. There was no way we could just come up and admit we wanted you something fierce.” His arms wrapped tighter around her. “I was surprised when Max invited you in the pool, because we were both so hesitant concerning you. I’m glad he did say something, though. When you agreed to join us in the pool I could see a spark in your eyes. You’re a good liar, Lola, but when your defenses are down you can see right into your soul.” His hand snaked down and caressed her belly. “Then when I saw you with Max, I was pissed that he got to you first, but then you know what happened?”
The last part was whispered at the same time his fingers made slow circles around her belly button. “I got so fucking hard.” To emphasize his point he thrust his hips against her and she felt the mighty swell of his erection against her lower back. “Can you feel how hard I am for you?” His voice dropped to a husky timbre that had her thighs tightening and her pussy creaming. “All I have to do is think about you, and I get so unbelievably hard, Lola. All I can think about is spreading these pretty thighs,” he placed both hands on said body parts and urged her to open them, “and guiding my dick between the folds of your sweet little pussy.” His teeth grazed the side of her throat. “You’d like that wouldn’t you, Lola. You want me to talk dirty to you while I fuck you good and hard.” His chest pressed against her back and he began to lead her toward the wall. “I’d give you nice, long strokes in your tight little cunt while my brother fucked you in the ass. Would you like that, baby? Would you like being filled at the same time by me and Max?”
Of everything that was holy. Thinking about both of them filling her at the same time, fucking her raw until the three of them came, had her knees going weak. She placed her hands on the wall to steady herself and felt the rhythmic thrusting of Ian’s hips against her back. His cock felt so hard and big. The McKnight brothers were certainly not lacking in that department. Could she do this with them? Could she let them have their way with her and keep her emotions in check? It seemed impossible at first, but with arousal slowly consuming her every cell it didn’t seem that unrealistic. She knew if she went through with this that there was the chance everything would change. Hell, what was she saying? Everything would change, but was it worth this one time to be with the two men she had wanted for what seemed like forever.#p#分页标题#e#
She pushed away from the wall and turned around in Ian’s arms. His eyes appeared glassy and his mouth was slightly parted, his breathing ragged. He searched her face and she didn’t give herself time to think of anything else. Throwing her arms around his neck, Lola stood on her toes and pressed her mouth to his. There was no going back now.
Chapter Seven
Ian’s hands were everywhere. She couldn’t get close enough to him and all she wanted was more. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing the flesh in the same maddening way Max had. Her pussy, so ridiculously wet, was clenching and unclenching, trying to grip something substantial to ease the ache.
“God damn it I want you, Lola.” He dropped to his knees and started kissing and licking the flesh of her belly. Holding onto his hair, Lola let her head fall back against the wall as her eyes slid shut. The feel of his tongue making slow, wet strokes around her belly button was as expertly done as an artist with a brush. She felt like his masterpiece, and she wanted to be completed by him.
His fingers gripped the edge of her bathing suit bottoms and he slowly pulled them down, revealing her mound to his gaze. She had since opened her eyes, watching with a racing heart as his hungry eyes took in her bare vagina. A Brazilian wax was her best friend, and by the look on Ian’s face she surmised it was his now, as well.