Three to Play (7 page)

“Oh, yes, we are,” Dustin’s voice filled with a new lustiness that only added to her growing ache.

 
“You’ll be screaming before we’re done.” Clint grabbed her wrists and held them above her head.

“Screaming isn’t really like me.” Tremors traveled through her body.

“That’s gonna change. And when you think we’re done, and you can’t take any more, we are going to fill you up again, completely.” Dustin’s voice lowered with growing lust.

“He’s right. We’ll leave no part of you untouched.” Clint’s hand moved from her arm, to her shoulder, and then to the top button of her blouse.

The dam broke inside her. How the hell could she say no to that?

Tingles wrapped around her body like a net. She looked down at her chest as Clint unbuttoned her blouse, one button at a time. Slow. Easy. Her nipples hardened under her bra. A frenzy grew inside her.

Beth watched both men’s breathing tighten. Her body quaked with anticipation. This could get out of hand very quickly. She needed to grab what little control remained in her.

“But if I do ask you to stop?” Beth bit her lip.

“You won’t,” Clint shot back.

“But if I do?”

“We’ll stop,” Dustin assured her.

“But you won’t ask. I’ll make sure of it,” Clint growled. Holding her wrists, he guided her hands to his chest. “Touch me.”

Her heartbeat sped up. “Y-Yes.”

Clint’s eyes were filled with pure lust and power. He was in testosterone overdrive and her feminine side loved it.

When her blouse fell open, exposing her bra and bare belly, Dustin’s fingertips brushed her underwire and Clint’s mouth caressed the top swells before he pushed the cup aside and latched onto her nipple, pinching it between his teeth. Wetness seeped from her pussy, and a throbbing rumbled inside her.

Watching Clint’s every move, Dustin moved his hand up and cupped her other breast. She held her breath, melting when he pressed his thumb on her nipple, moving in tight circles. Beth tilted her head back. Heat ran up and down her body. Want chained her resistance and gagged her doubt. God, they were amazing.

A shameless ache burned behind her soaked panties. If she didn’t stop this soon, she wouldn’t be able to.

Chapter Six

Every passing second, Clint’s lust for Beth grew, reaching epic proportions. Clearly, Beth was wrangling with her own desires, an act of futility. Like trying to hold back millions of gallons of water from the top of Niagara Falls from plunging into the giant pool below, this wasn’t something either of them could stop.

“No more
buts.
” He gazed at Beth with her shirt agape. “Close your eyes, Beth.”

She obeyed his order and her blue eyes disappeared. Her lashes seemed to dance from excitement.

“This is going to be the best birthday ever.” Dustin exclaimed.

Clint vowed to himself to deliver on that promise. He unbuttoned her blouse and stripped it off of her.

At the sight of her torso completely exposed, his heart thundered, his dick lengthened, and his breathing deepened. Beth’s perfect skin looked silky, soft. Layering his mouth over hers, he reached around and unlatched her bra.

Clint felt a sudden surge of heat, as he and Dustin each slid a strap off Beth’s shoulders, exposing her naked, supple breasts. Her nipples burned a rosy red. Now, not only did her hands shake, but so did her entire body.

“Darlin, you’re perfect,” Dustin growled.

“Nervous or excited?” Clint’s cock throbbed.

“A bit of both.” She folded her arms over her breasts.

Clint took her hands and made her uncross her arms. Then he turned to Dustin. “You like what you see?”

“Fuck, yes. Look at her. So beautiful.”

Beth remained silent, her eyes shut.

“Open your eyes,” Clint commanded her.

Her deep blues opened and first looked at Dustin. Then she turned to him. The need to touch every inch of her body taste her juices, lick her clit until she exploded, left him dizzy.

Clint traced Beth’s lips with his finger. Voluntarily, she puckered up. He leaned in and replaced his finger with his own lips. Though the kissing before aroused him, their current mouth-play made him sizzle and burn in a way he never had. His cock hardened as she sucked the tip of his tongue. He tightened with desire like a string on a bow near breaking.

Continuing the kiss, he moved his hands over her chest. Finding her nipples, he took the bits of flesh between his fingers and thumbs and pinched lightly. Her swallowed her mouthwatering moan, dying for more. Powerful urges moved through him, unfettered, demanding release.
  

He broke their kiss, and dove down onto her left breast. He licked the erect nipple and then sucked on it hard.

“My God!” she exclaimed.

He moved back up, covering Beth’s mouth with his own, taking her breath into his chest. Moving his hand to cup the breast his tongue had just tasted, Clint felt his self-control fraying.

When he released Beth’s lips, she sent him a sexy smile.

“You two are quite the duo.” She laughed. “How can a woman refuse?”

“Yes.” Dustin’s voice sounded full of want, deep as a well. “We’re going to do this.

He stood up, ripped off his shirt and tossed it away. Beth reached up and touched his chiseled stomach. His stare revealed a craving Clint had never seen in him before. Beth also seemed juiced up to a feverish pitch.

“Hmm.”

“We’re going to cover you in kisses, darlin. We’re going to taste every inch of you. We’re going to fill you up completely until you’ve come for us so many times you can’t remember your own name.”

Clint had never seen Dustin so on fire before. Very dangerous. He had to keep his head. He wanted her, but his lust could not be left unchecked. Tonight’s sex must be a first and last. No more.
  

Clint stood up. He stripped off his shirt, folded it, then placed it by the couch.

Turning back to the action on the couch, he watched Dustin cover Beth’s nipple. Her body quivered. They looked amazing together, his olive skin and an arousing contrast to the pale ivory silk of her flesh.

He’d let Dustin take the lead. Clint needed to sit back and cool a bit. Instead, his own fire just kept growing and growing.

* * * *

Beth couldn’t believe that she actually sat in her apartment bare-chested with Clint and Dustin, also naked from the waist up. Her mouth ached for more kissing, her nipples for more suckling, her pussy for what was coming.

She continued her exploration with her fingers of the guys’ hard-muscled chests. A night with these studs would free her to experience total wantonness.

Really?

She’d never let herself go completely, not with any man. And with two? Before tonight, she would’ve doubted it could ever happen. But here she was, half-naked on her sofa, not with just one man, but two. She couldn’t help but grin at the twist fate served up.

Clint knelt in front of her. He rubbed her thighs, then moved his hands to the top button on her jeans.

Oh God.

Her panties were soaked. Was she ready, mentally, emotionally, for such intimacy with Clint and Dustin? True, they were the hottest guys she’d ever seen. True, they were in her apartment, ready to pleasure her. True, it had been long months since she’d had sex. But…

“Wait.” Beth grabbed Clint’s hand.

He stilled. “Exactly what am I waiting for?”

“Just wait a second.” Her voiced sounded weak as doubt rolled through her.

The floor seemed to be shaking, but that wasn’t what shook. It was her body.

“Shall I count to ten and then ring a bell before I dive down between your legs?” Dustin teased and sent her a wicked smile.

Beth’s lips quivered. Not from fear, but from passion. Why did she always stop everything whenever it ventured into the unknown? And this went way beyond anything she’d experienced. Somehow, she knew they’d take her to a place where she not only orgasmed, but utterly surrendered. Still, her judicious side wouldn’t be quieted.

“This may not be a good idea.”

“You’re right.” Dustin smiled and then licked his lips.

“I am?” A mix of relief and regret zoomed through Beth. She crossed her arms over her bare chest.

“It’s not a good idea.” Dustin leaned into her.

“Right.” Her stomach jumped up into her throat, as if she rode an elevator in free-fall.

“It’s not a good idea.” Dustin put his lips against her ears. “It’s a
fan-fucking-tastic
idea.”

Beth’s smile widened as her imaginary elevator started back up to the penthouse level.

“Time to get this party into full swing.” Dustin shucked his jeans faster than a lightning strike.

White briefs could not hide his monster erection. Beth felt her eyes nearly pop from her head.

Desire filled Beth from top to bottom. She wanted them. Hungered. Why was she holding herself back?

“We need some protection.” Beth squeezed her legs together.

Dustin and Clint both smiled broadly. Dustin grabbed his jeans and reached into the front pocket. He pulled out four condoms. “This will be a start. How many do you have, Clint?”

This will be a start?

They’d actually come expecting she might fuck them. Instead of being angry, excitement shot through her like a bullet.

“Enough.” Clint pointed at Dustin. “Since this guy has set the pace, it’s time for me to take off the rest of my clothes.”

“O-Okay.” It took all her willpower not to jump up and rip them off of him.

“Then I am going to take off
your
remaining clothes.”

Her appetite multiplied with every tantalizing second.

Clint peeled his pants off and tossed them to the floor. Boxers. The head of his cock stood out of the waistband.

All that control she’d seen the past few weeks masked what loomed inside him. Instinct and heat. Intensity.

If she didn’t hold herself together, he’d overwhelm her in minutes.

Clint unbuttoned her pants and slid them off. His fingers skimmed along her thighs. Goosbumps and a hot zing followed his hands. When her pants cleared her ankles and puddle on the hardwood floor, her arousal clamped tight inside her.

Dustin slid next to her on the couch, kissing her shoulder.

Beth looked down. She’d chosen pink panties. Her cheeks heated to a temperature of an iron on the hottest setting. On the front of the delicate silk, her desire left a large damp spot. Before she could cover it, Clint dove over the material with his mouth. Every cell in her body began to roar, to electrify. His tongue on the fabric lashed her clit underneath. She cried out.

“How does that feel, darlin?” Dustin murmured, kissing his way up her neck.

“A-Amazing. More. Please…”

Dustin stroked her hair. The guy could be so gentle, so kind. And yet so dangerous.

“Tell me what you’re feeling, Beth.” Dustin said, as he moved his hands to her nipples and latched on.

“Light-headed,” she panted. “Excited.”

With his dark eyes full of promise and raw desire, Clint ripped her panties away. An instant later, Dustin darted between her thighs and laved
 
his tongue over her clit. Her mouth went lax, insides doing somersaults. Gripping the soft silk of his hair in her hands, she moaned.

“Do you want more?” Clint’s mouth on her breast erotic torture.

Dustin drove her wild with his tongue on her clit.

She wanted to answer, but with both men tonguing her to new heights of intoxication, she couldn’t.

She couldn’t hold back another second. A vibration swirled inside her. “Y-Yes!”

Clint and Dustin didn’t ease up on her. Their mouths worked magic on her, and her orgasm exploded from her core to every nerve ending.