Read Rosemary's Double Delight Online
Authors: Heather Rainier
Tags: #Fiction, #Romance, #Western, #Erotica, #General
Chapter Eight
Wes smiled at Evan when Rosemary closed her eyes and got comfortable. He poured the massage oil into Evan’s hands and his own. A light, citrus scent filled the air as they smoothed the oil on her creamy skin, starting at her shoulders.
Wes observed Evan, mirroring his motions across her shoulders and up and down her spine to her lower back. It pleased him that Evan went slowly and took his time stroking her. Wes grimaced when she moaned as they reached a reactive spot above her tailbone that made her arch her back and tip her ass up slightly.
Taking it slow, they massaged every inch of skin, including the arches of her feet and her toes, which made her moan again. Wes noticed Rosemary was panting quietly when they parted her legs and worked their way back up to their true destination. Wes glanced at Evan, and they stopped short of touching the slightly opened, wet lips that lay at the juncture of her thighs and firmly massaged her derriere first, drawing extra blood-flow through the area to make her more sensitive for their lovemaking. Rosemary groaned in bliss, showing she enjoyed each steady, solid stroke by tilting her sweet little ass up into their hands. Wes groaned as further evidence of her pleasure seeped in droplets from her pussy. He looked up and noticed Evan’s eyelids slide shut as he clearly fought for control.
Wes got Evan’s attention before going further, gestured at his mouth, and held up one finger. He pointed at Evan and held up two fingers then pointed at her. This let him know Wes wanted to taste her pussy first but Evan would be the first to make love to her. Evan smiled and nodded, looking grateful. Jack had suggested they develop
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a system so they could communicate non-verbally when making love to her. That way she didn’t have to listen to them jockey for position, thus ruining the mood.
Wes patted her ass and said, “We’re going to turn you now, baby, and finish your massage. So far so good?”
Rosemary replied with a sexy, affirmative sound and turned on the bath sheet for them. Her cheeks were rosy, and she looked more than a little aroused, if they were judging by her hardened nipples and the breathless quality of her voice. Wes noticed she was wet, her bare lips flushed and pink, and slick moisture flowed from her cunt. Her hips undulated as Evan’s fingertips stroked her abdomen briefly.
Evan groaned and closed his eyes, swallowing convulsively. Wes noticed both of their hands were shaking now. She gazed up at them with half-closed eyes. He poured more oil in Evan’s hands and his own and then rubbed them together.
Rosemary asked, “That’s a pretty scent. What is it?”
Evan checked the bottle. “It’s Orange Blossom. I’m glad you like it.”
Rosemary sighed as they smoothed the oil over her abdomen and down the fronts of her legs before massaging it in. Once they reached her toes, they reversed, working slowly up her inner calves and thighs. They rubbed her upper chest and shoulders then worked it into her abdomen and belly. Each man smoothed the oil upward and over the swell of her full breasts, mirroring each other’s movements, saving her peaked, rosy nipples for last. Rosemary cried out and shuddered when at last they touched them with their finger tips, panting as they continued. Judging by the sexy sounds she made, she wanted to come already, and they hadn’t even touched her pussy yet.
Wes nodded at Evan and grinned when Evan rolled his eyes in relief, and they both bent down to her nipples. Crying out sharply when their mouths closed over her nipples at the same time, Rosemary arched her back into them, increasing the pressure as their tongues laved over her succulent flesh. As he suckled on her nipple,
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he felt her slide her hand around his bicep and hold on to him. Wes hoped she knew he wanted to be there for her to hold on to, always.
Her panting cries increased, and after a minute, they both finally released her with a light pop.
Licking his lips, Wes murmured, “Rosemary
tastes
like orange blossom now, too, doesn’t she, Evan?”
Evan sounded in need as he replied, “She sure does. I could make a meal out of her.”
Their hands strayed down to her hips, and she shuddered adorably then whimpered in anticipation. Wes lightly feathered his fingers over her mound at the top of her slit. Rosemary hissed at the contact and held on to his bicep harder, and he could feel her trembling. Wes stroked lightly over her silken, damp outer lips, teasing her slit as Evan bent down to her and kissed her lips, stroking her lower lip with the tip of his tongue until she parted them for him.
Wes lifted one of her smooth, silky thighs, to move between them, and fingered her inner lips, which were pink and swollen. Her scent rose to his nostrils and made his mouth water for a taste of her, but he held off. He wanted to explore and knew he wouldn’t be able to take just one taste. Parting her delicate lips, he could see her clitoris was also engorged and begging for attention. He could hear Evan whispering to Rosemary between kisses. Wes petted her cunt and stroked a single finger into her opening before retreating, teasing her again as she groaned against Evan’s lips. Wes tortured her with light, little caresses until she moaned in frustration. Rosemary shuddered in bliss when he slid two fingers into her snug little pussy and began a slow pumping rhythm. Her hips flexed against him in trembling counterpoint to the motion, and he felt her pussy draw tighter on his fingers.
“Baby, do you want to come?” he asked, placing a light peck beside her satiny bare mound.
She broke Evan’s kiss long enough to whisper, “Yes, please, honey. It feels so good.”
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Evan latched on to a nipple and teased the other with his fingertips while Wes lowered his mouth to her mound. Reverently, he slid the tip of his tongue over the seam of her slit and tasted the hot, silky flesh inside it as her juices seeped for him and she moaned his name.
Wes remembered their first time together and how he’d stroked her with his tongue like this, making her come several times before she’d finally begged him to take her. Turning his head, he delved in more greedily and slid two fingers into her cunt again and resumed the pumping motion. Rosemary moved wantonly against him, moaning their names when he delivered a series of light flicks to her swollen clit.
Evan kissed her and whispered in her ear how much he loved her, how much they loved her as Wes delivered heavier strokes over her clit with his tongue. Her movements became more focused and urgent, and the muscles in her pussy gripped his fingers. She was close to orgasm.
Ready to deliver the final push, he licked her clit once more then closed his lips around it and sucked gently. Rosemary’s back arched, and she was motionless for a second. He felt her orgasm break over her in a beautiful, pulsating rush. A long, sobbing wail erupted from her throat as her body undulated against his fingers, and her creamy cum spilled onto his fingers.
While Evan kissed and caressed her, Wes stroked her pussy until he was sure she was done. He came to her and lay down beside her as she turned her face to him and kissed his lips. Giving him a sexy, satisfied smile, she said, “So that’s what I taste like when you make me come?” Evan groaned at her words, and Wes nodded as he licked his fingers.
He kissed their naughty girl and said, “Evan, you have to taste her pussy. It’s the sweetest thing, and you won’t believe what she tastes like. I had to think about it for a minute,” he said with a mischievous grin. “Baby, will you let Evan taste your pussy before he makes love to you?”
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Rosemary smiled at the eagerness in Evan’s eyes and nodded.
Evan kissed her lips once more before moving between her open thighs. He took his time like he planned to be there a while. He lifted her legs, bent at the knee, and pushed back slightly so she was wide open to his gaze, and her pussy pulsed at the pleasant thought. She felt laid bare by the heat of his gaze and the vulnerability of the position.
Rosemary loved knowing he was in charge of the moment.
“Mmm, beautiful. What a pretty, little bare pussy you have,” Evan murmured straightforwardly and kissed the space at the juncture between her mound and thigh then slid his tongue straight up her slit.
Rosemary cried out at the sudden stimulation on her sensitive flesh. Wes stroked a nipple with his fingertips as he feathered kisses along her collarbone. Both men grinned happily at her outcry.
“Did you like that, Rosemary?” Evan asked, smiling devilishly before feasting greedily on her pussy. Wes was all finesse. The slow, erotic buildup to the ecstatic explosion that left her quivering and sated. Evan’s technique was more of a sneak attack that she had a feeling was going to culminate in an eruption of volcanic proportions.
“Oh! Yes, so much!”
The pleasurable, rippling spasms that signaled the arrival of her orgasm had begun to shiver through her pussy when Evan suddenly switched gears. He smiled wickedly at Rosemary’s whine of frustration and stroked her slowly and lovingly with his tongue, which sent her flying higher and higher. She moaned his name when he slipped first one, then two fingers inside her pussy. Her pussy muscles grabbed on to him, and she knew Evan could feel her trembling in anticipation.
“Oh yes, honey!” she cried out when his talented fingers found her sweet spot. She flew even higher. Her muscles felt like they were squeezing his fingers impossibly tighter.
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In a gravelly voice that made her pussy quiver, Evan murmured,
“I can’t wait to be inside you, Rosemary. To feel you squeezing my cock like you’re gripping my fingers right now. You’re trembling.
You must want more.” Evan stroked her clit with his thumb while he massaged her G-spot. The joyous, inevitable slide to orgasm took hold, and she moved uninhibitedly with the certainty of it.
Wes hummed in pleasure as he stroked her breast. “She loves it, Evan. Look at her beautiful smile. Would you like more, Rosemary?”
Wes didn’t wait for an answer as he latched on to her nipple with his hot mouth and suckled with more urgency, escalating the pitch of her panting moans.
“Evan!” was all Rosemary could manage as she moved with him.
Her eyes slammed closed, and she threw her head back as Evan lowered his mouth to her mound once again and whispered against her pulsating flesh.
He flicked her clit firmly with the tip of his tongue and bore down on both sides of it with his lips over his teeth, gripped it firmly, and flicked some more.
Rosemary’s body bore down harder, and she screamed rapturously, her orgasm rushing through her body in wave after mind-numbing wave of ecstasy. Her cream flooded her pussy as she rode his fingers and lips. She experienced a mini-orgasm when Evan growled against her clit as he lapped her cream from her. She caught her breath as he continued to lick and nuzzle her, sliding his fingers from her pussy when she was finished and gazing at her, a positively primal glint in his dark eyes.
“Figured it out, didn’t you?” Wes asked, stroking her abdomen with gentle fingertips, causing her to quiver. Evan nodded as he released her thighs and looked into her eyes. He seemed filled with tension as she stretched and smiled blissfully at him. She realized at some point he’d removed the towel from his hips as she was able to finally see his cock for the first time.
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Evan was beautiful, and he was hers. It was so thick she would barely be able to wrap her fingers all the way around it, and wonderfully long and hard. A happy sigh escaped her as she touched him for the first time. He groaned when she took him in her hand and stroked his length. His cock was hot and very hard, indeed.
Stilling her hand, Evan murmured, “I want to last for you. Keep doing that and I’ll embarrass myself.”
Evan stroked her left thigh and lifted her knee to his side, positioning the blunt head of his cock so that her fevered wet entrance kissed it greedily. She pressed back against him trying to take him inside her.
Lowering his lips to hers, Evan kissed her deeply then nuzzled her lips, holding his position outside her entrance. “I want to be your man, Rosemary. I’m done trying to control you and crowd you into doing things my way. I want to be a man you’d be proud to call yours.” His voice was a rich, resonant caress, and his words were a balm for every hurt he’d ever caused. Arousal built inside her explosively, and she tilted up for his kiss again, her fingers cupping his cheekbones.
For a few seconds, she gazed into his eyes, wanting to remember this moment forever. “We’ve waited a long time, Evan,” she whispered, her eyes overflowing and heart pounding as he lifted her to him and pressed his thick, hard length home. She arched her back as he held her to ease his access, and he thrust firmly into her tingling pussy. They both moaned ecstatically as he thrust again and again until he was deep inside her, every inch of his length engulfed. She was consumed with the sensation of Evan inside her for the first time.
It had been a long, long time, and her pussy tingled because he filled her so tightly.
In all the years she dated, no other man, besides these two, had ever made her feel this way. Rosemary had dated some genuinely nice guys and even played around with them a bit. But none of them had been able to offer Rosemary what she needed. When she gave herself, she didn’t want it to be a casual thing, so Rosemary had held out for
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something that would last forever. For that reason, this was only the second time she’d ever made love, and she now felt completely justified in having waited. She felt like she’d truly given herself to them.
Wes stroked her cheek and the thigh she clasped around Evan’s hip, whispering love words in her ear. In the past, she’d wondered what it would be like, the first time they were all in bed together.
Would one of her men feel left out? Wes grounded her and let her know he was there loving her, touching her. When access allowed for it, he kissed her, nuzzled her, or played with her nipples, but he never interfered with Evan. His hands on her, plus Evan’s, intensified the sensations and overwhelmed her in a good way.
Evan whispered against her throat, “How are you doing, Rosemary? Am I hurting you?”
“Hu–hurting me?” she squeaked, amused because she could feel her pussy growing slicker around him. “Um, no, honey. What you’re doing right now is the exact opposite of hurting me. I’m
good
,” she added with a sinuous undulation of her hips and strongly gripped him with her pussy muscles in appreciation. The extra slipperiness increased her range of motion as she tilted against him.
“Holy shit, that felt incredible!” he rasped, carefully lowering his torso to hers and settling himself. She gripped his ass cheeks as she squeezed his cock again. “It feels so good when you do that. I’ve got to move, Rosemary, I hope you’re ready.”
Rosemary smiled at him. “Don’t hold back, Evan. Do it like you’ve wanted to for so long.” She moved with him, against him, as he thrust. Lying back, she clasped her legs around his hips and permitted him to take control. Wes moved beside her, and she felt his hands in her hair. She entwined her fingers with Wes’s and turned to him for a kiss.
Continuing to move with Evan, Rosemary squeezed his cock with her pussy muscles when he pulled out, watching the rapture on his face build with each thrust back in. He smiled at her and sat up on his
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haunches and tilted her hips, lifting her to him, and stroked again. The change in position brought his cock into direct contact with her G-spot with each perfect stroke, and her lips were stretched out over his cock so that her clit collided with his pubic bone on every thrust, as well. The combination was incredible, and she panted and cried out.
“Evan found your sweet spot, didn’t he, baby? Is he stroking it good?” Wes asked, smiling at her as he watched her experience such blissful ecstasy.
“It—it’s so good. I’m, oh!”
Evan grasped her hips and thrust more powerfully, hitting her clit and her G-spot with every ingenious stroke.
Urging her on, Wes said, “Yeah, he’s making it good for you, isn’t he?”
She hoped they’d understand her incoherent words. “I! Oh, so good. Honey, don’t stop! So—Mmmhmmm!”
With each strong thrust, the muscles in her pussy gripped him harder, and she knew she’d come again soon. Her pussy flooded with her hot juices.
“You feel so fucking good. That’s it, Rosemary, let it go!”
Keeping eye contact with Evan, she watched his face reflect awe as pure joy radiated from her. Rosemary cried out as her orgasm crashed over her and her pussy convulsed around his cock. Evan thrust hard three more times before he finally stilled and let loose a guttural groan as his release found him. His pulsing cock filled her with his cum as he ground several more times against her clit. His movements and her undulating rhythm increased, and she cried out as she came for him again.
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