Three to Play (8 page)

After a bit, her climax faded back. Her breathing steadied.

“You came for us. Good.” A hint of a smile showed on Clint’s face. “Just the first of many.”

Every whisper seemed to wander over her skin, raising goose pimples along the way. And the way he caressed her, kissed her, spoke to her blew her mind. A total tease at the outset, but he’d delivered, even as he reassured her.

Clint kept her on edge. He was more urgent, focused, as he took her mouth again. He never seemed to tire of her favorite activity. She closed her eyes as he deepened his kiss. When she opened them again, she saw his dark eyes staring back, unblinking, intense. He’d take and demand, then exact more. At that moment, she doubted herself. Could she satisfy such a man? Beth’s body stiffened at the thought.

As if sensing her fear, Clint gently slid his hand up her thigh while continuing their kiss. As his fingers skated over her mound, settling in firm circles on her clit, she tensed again, this time neither from fear or unease. Instead, the infinite want these two men extracted from her made her rigid all over.

Clint continued his friction on her clit. Another climax took her.

“G-God!” Tears fell from her eyes. Detonations from the orgasm erupted inside her.

“That’s it, Beth.” Clint whispered. “Let yourself go. Feel everything. There’s more to come. Much more.”

When her climax quieted, Beth locked gazes with Clint. She imagined him hungry, ready to pounce.

He lifted her up from the sofa as if she was made of air. She could feel his rock-solid arms, one around her shoulders, the other beneath her knees. She leaned her head into his chest.

“Time to move this to the bedroom.” Clint’s voice, low and measured, seduced.

Dustin nodded. “I agree.”

Beth’s toes curled. The bedroom. She knew what would happen. Here, in her living room, she might still be able to stop them from moving horizontal. But in there?

Still, she couldn’t find the will to end the evening. Instead, she leaned her head into Clint’s muscled shoulder. He carried her into the bedroom. Dustin tossed her bedspread and blankets to the floor. Only the sheets remained, waiting for their naked bodies to intertwine.

Clint placed her on the bed. The two men gazed down at her naked body, their cocks granite-hard. An urgent need sizzled throughout her body, like a forest fire out-of-control.

“She is so fucking hot.” Dustin dove next to her. His dick pressed against her side.

“That she is.” Clint joined them on the bed, sandwiching Beth between them.

Four hands wandered over every part of her, touched, owned. The pleasure ripped through her like a lightning bolt of heat, searing her to the core. They gave her more than anything she’d ever experienced before, and the enormity of it scared her. Still, her pussy ached, readying for Clint and Dustin.

The thought of the duo filling her up and being completely connected to them made Beth tremble. She wanted them, and they wanted her. She sped past the warning signs in her mind that read
Danger
with red flashing lights.

Clint touched her shoulder. “You want to taste me, Beth.”

Chapter Seven

Beth leaned down and consumed the head of Clint’s cock.

“Yes. That feels so good.” He wanted her like no other woman before, wanted her in ways he’d never known possible.

She clouded his mind, his reason, his purpose. But the clouds she brought also contained the promise of sweet release.

The selfish bastard he knew himself to be melted next to Beth. In fact, his will weakened just being near her. Now, with her naked body next to his, skin to skin, all his resolve to stay removed simply vanished.

Beth’s mouth left his cock, and she pumped him with her hand. His forthcoming orgasm grew linking him to her. Something about this moment with Beth and Dustin pushed him past his old limits. He closed his eyes and focused on her fingers squeezing his dick. But he couldn’t let his guard down completely.

“Slow down, Beth. I don’t want to come right now.” Clint turned to Dustin. “You should experience her mouth, too.”

“Would you like that, Dustin?” Beth’s hand remained on Clint’s cock.

“Oh, yeah. More than you can imagine.”

Clint watched Beth blanket Dustin’s cock with her lips. As she continued pumping Clint, her head bobbed on Dustin’s dick.

Oceans of urges swirled through Clint. Unlike anything he’d ever experienced before, this was more
connected
, almost like he could feel Beth’s anxious arousal and Dustin’s skyrocketing need
.
He’d never been this attuned to his partners. That scared the hell out of him, but his clawing lust shoved reluctance to the curb.

He stroked Beth’s soft hair, kissing her shoulder as she worked Dustin over with her mouth. Heat boiled from Clint’s gut as he watched Beth shower Dustin with pleasure, tempting him to throw caution to the wind.

Stay on course. Don’t veer.

Dustin grabbed two handfuls of Beth’s hair and fucked deeper into her mouth.

Clint knelt behind Beth. He began kissing her back and rubbing her round buttocks, sliding his fingers to the wet, waiting flesh of her pussy beneath. More desire rolled through him.

“Beth, I want to taste your sweetness,” he whispered to her.

With her between him and Dustin, Clint saw her skin flush red. His body echoed her heat.

Clint guided Beth back to a pillow. Moisture coated her slit. He couldn’t wait another second.

The second he got his tongue on her, Clint moaned. She tasted sweet. With a lusty gasp, she gripped his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. She wanted more, and he resolved to give it to her. The sound of Dustin sucking on her breasts only added to his rush.

He grabbed Beth’s hips and pulled her closer, going deeper with his tongue, fingers sliding in a slow tease over her clit.

He pressed on her clit.

“O-Oh, y-yes.” She licked her lips.

“That’s it, Clint. Make her moan.”

Clint wanted to please Dustin and Beth, and also wanted more for him. His insides boiled.

“I’ve got to get inside you, Beth.”

“God, yes,” she said in a breathy rush.

He climbed over her, his dick in hand. He spread Beth’s legs farther apart and guided his pulsing cock between her slick folds, up and deep inside her. Her cunt tightened around his dick like a vise.

“Clint, you feel so good.”

He focused on the frenzy inside him. He went slowly into Beth’s tight cunt. How he wished he could make this moment last forever.

He watched every expression on her face. Each provided clues to what she wanted, and was ready to take. Whenever she bit her lip, he knew he could give her another inch of his dick. When he finally was able to fill her up with his dick, he watched her lick her lips. Everything about her drove him wild.

Clint rolled to his back, pulling Beth with him, his dick still in her pussy.

“Beth, I want to watch you blow Dustin.” He shove up into Beth again. She sat up and took every bit, whimpering with need.

“Will you stay inside me while I suck him?” Her eyes sparkled.

In answer, Clint leaned in and devoured her left breast, then whispered across her skin, “Trust me. I’m not going anywhere for a long while.”

“G-God.” Beth’s body shook as she continued riding Clint.

“Get closer, Dustin, to make it easier for her.”

Dustin came into Clint’s peripheral view.

Beth turned her head and swallowed Dustin’s cock. A wave of energy passed through Clint. The sexy display breathlessly burned him deep down, they were bent on stoking the fire.
Burn, baby, burn.
His psyche spiraled faster and faster and his climax loomed.

Clint’s lust boiled up inside him as he continued sliding in and out of Beth’s pussy.

Dustin moaned and fisted the dark comforter. For an instant, his and Dustin’s eyes locked. Suddenly, fear rose inside Clint. But before it could shackle him, luckily, Dustin turned back to Beth and raised her enough to kiss her.

A rush moved through Clint as he watched the two deepen their kiss.

When their mouth embrace broke, Beth grabbed Dustin’s thighs and looked at them both with wide, dilated eyes. Beth’s pussy tightened around his dick.

“I-I’m g-going to…” Beth panted.

“Me, too,” Dustin growled, sliding back inside her mouth.

“Come!” Clint commanded.

The dam broke inside him, and he came as the other did, with curses, writhing bodies and hoarse shouts.

After a few minutes, the pulse of his orgasm slowly eased and his muscles relaxed.

“That was amazing.” Dustin reached out and touched his shoulder.

Something akin to electricity fired through Clint from Dustin’s fingers on his shoulder.

Fuck.

Clint jerked his entire body away from Dustin. Too late. The memory that he’d buried years ago surfaced and froze every cell inside him. He stopped breathing. His tongue turned to sandpaper.

“Everything okay?” Beth panted.

She must’ve sensed the change, too.

Clint pulled his spent dick out of Beth’s pussy and rolled onto his side.

“Everything is just fine,” Dustin answered. “Right, pardner
?”

“Fine.” Clint pushed the new sensation and the old memory far away.

“I’m glad.” Beth smiled at him.

“It’s my birthday, too.” Dustin grinned wide. “I want some more, please.”

Clint’s breathed deeply, relief rolling over him.

“Beth, you want to give this cowboy
more?
” Clint asked to cover up the moment.

“Well, we
do
still have more condoms.” She grinned.

Dustin dove between Beth’s legs and lightly teased her clit with his fingers.

“Easy, cowboy.”

Clint breathing relaxed, relief rolling over him as the moment passed without Dustin and Beth wondering more about why he’d reacted to his buddy’s brush against his skin.

Just don’t touch me again, Dustin.

* * * *

Beth still buzzed from the uninhibited sex she’d enjoyed with Clint and Dustin. The afterglow took her to a dreamy state that she resisted leaving.

Where Clint had been demanding, Dustin had been adventurous. They’d shared her, been inside her. The night had been off-the-charts.
 
Though they were different in their lovemaking styles, each reached her in ways she’d never felt before, and she wanted to explore that more.

Dustin’s body pressed against the full length of her back, arm wrapped around her waist. Though his slow breathing let her know he still slept, his hand seemed awake, gently massaging her breast, causing her body to charge up again.

Beth heard the door to her bathroom shut. Her gut tightened, evaporating her remaining dreaminess.

She opened her eyes. No Clint. A minute later, she heard the shower start.

Her heart pounded hard and fast. Had she made a mistake? Would they think she’d taken them to bed only to protect her job?

Shit. Wasn’t the proverbial morning after a bitch?

That wasn’t the reason. But why did she agree to have sex with them? Though multiple opportunities for bed partners had come to her since her divorce three years ago, she’d only had sex twice since then. Had she been so pent up that when Clint and Dustin offered to fuck her, she jumped at the chance?

She’d wanted them from the very first day, no matter that they would likely push her off the show. Something about their masculinity and self-assuredness called to her. Dustin’s innuendos heated her to a boil. And Clint? Something lived underneath all that willpower, something commanding she could respond to. But he hadn’t unleashed it yet. Why, she wasn’t sure, but his sudden rush to the shower just confused her more.

Beth tried to peel Dustin’s arm around her waist off without waking him. His breathing changed.