Let It Snow (6 page)

“This is not talking,” she laughed.

“Well, sort of talk, and sort of play,” Leo said. His finger slid into the crack of her ass, down to her pussy and back up. “Wow, can you believe she’s already wet, Garrett?”

“I’m right here!” She struggled, but they had an iron grip on her. Heat pooled between her legs, the cool air a sharp contrast on her skin.

“I believe it. I’ve long thought that maybe she likes being restrained. Don’t you, baby?” He licked the rim of her ear. She shivered, the sensation sending electrical arousal straight to her core.

“Shut up and let me go!” she giggled.

“How do you feel about upping the ante on our time for the next few days, honey?” She loved the rumbly cadence of her husband’s voice.

“Depends,” she said, wriggling her ass against Leo’s finger, which was still barely pressing against her ass. “What did you have in mind?” She couldn’t deny she liked what he was doing back there, as much as she’d thought she wouldn’t like a man in her back door. But he wasn’t forcing anything, just lazily playing. Being play-assaulted by two gorgeous men just ratcheted up her arousal factor.

“Well,” Garrett said, pulling her away from the wall and into his arms. He was very naked, his cock pressed between them. Leo was equally naked as he pressed in behind her. His dick nestled itself into the crack of her ass and he gently rocked back and forth.

She couldn’t see Leo from where she was. Garrett’s strong arms held her tightly. Her nipples, hard and erect from the cool air against her moist skin, scraped against his chiseled chest.

Garrett kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Her pussy cradled his erection, the shaft sliding through the superheated folds. She wrapped her arms around his neck, needing him closer. The cool air hit her, giving her goosebumps, even though both men were hot and pressed against her.

He moved from her mouth to her jaw, to her neck, trailing kisses all the way down to her breasts. Leo’s hand snaked between them, his fingers doing wicked things to her pussy while Garrett laved all over her nipples. 

For a moment, Leo’s hand left her and stroked Garrett’s hard cock. At first, she didn’t notice, but when she did, her entire body blushed. Another rush of arousal shot straight between her legs, super heating her core, as if he’d touched her instead of Garrett. If she hadn’t been between the two of them, she might have collapsed.

Garrett knelt in front of her, dropping kisses all over her skin on the way down. She glanced down as he took Leo’s glistening fingers into his mouth, sucking each digit clean. His eyes met hers, wary, as if he were gauging her reaction.

She shuddered at the sight of him sucking Leo’s fingers, wondering just how close the two really were. That wasn’t manly-man-hetero-best-friend behavior. That was the behavior of men who’d tasted each other before. And liked it.

He’d never said anything, but it made sense. As much as they shared women before, he might have experimented with his best friend a few times. But she’d never say anything, not unless he said something to her. Though she suspected that was what he was doing now.

Leo kissed along her neck and shoulder. His hands left Garrett’s mouth, palming her breasts while Garrett spread her pussy lips and licked her like she was an ice cream cone. She steadied herself by placing her palms upon his shoulders, though Leo held her from behind still.

Two fingers pressed into her as Garrett licked her clit, lapping her arousal like he was a man dying of thirst. She dropped her head back on Leo, who kept her supported as he rolled her nipples in each hand. There was touch, sensations, rolling pleasure everywhere on her body they touched.

 She tried to wrap her fingers around Leo, to give him even a quarter of the pleasure he gave her, but he evaded her. “This is for you, sweet cheeks.” He pinched her butt and she yelped.

“Bri,” Garrett said against her core. “I love you.”

“Fuck,” she moaned. “Don’t stop, baby.”

“Make her come,” Leo said as he licked the rim of her ear. “I love the way she screams.”

“Honey,” she panted. “Please. You’re going to make me…” She stopped because her orgasm hit her right then. Unlike the slow build they’d tortured her with earlier, this one hit her like a freight train. She cried out, her climax exploding within her so hard she saw white stars. She gripped Garrett’s red-tipped hair between her fingertips, back arching, her head cradled in the crook of Leo’s neck where it met his shoulder. Ecstasy overtook her. Garrett worried her clit while Leo tugged at her nipples. She came apart under their fingers.

She collapsed against Leo, his warmth surrounding her, holding her up. Exhaustion threatened to overtake her, the whirlwind of thoughts she’d forgotten to think slamming into her. This day was a serious day of firsts, something she had prepared for, but still didn’t realize the extent of the change it would make. For the first time, she truly understood what would change in their relationship adding Leo.

Garrett gazed up at her then slowly stood. “Baby doll, you want to make this night super special?”

More special than it had been so far? She was high above everything still, floating somewhere between the mountains and the sky. She felt too good to think about how strange this whole experience was. “How do I do that?” She smiled at him. “I’m already feeling super special.”

“What would you say if Leo and I did some things for you… together?” Garrett asked in a low voice.

Bri looked from him to Garrett and back again. “You mean… You and Leo?” Luckily, her voice didn’t crack when she spoke. Coming off such a strong orgasm had left her beyond feeling good. But thinking about Garrett and Leo together was making her breathe hard all over again. Her pussy ached to see what they offered her.

“You don’t seem surprised, sweetie,” Leo said, his eyes on Garrett.

“Would it bother you?” Garrett’s quiet rumble asked.

“Bother me?” She frowned. “Does it bother you that Leo fucked me today?” she countered. “That he’s been just about everywhere on my body that you have?”

“No,” he admitted. “But Leo and I”—”

“Why would I be any different?” she whispered. Garrett smiled, those dimples showing through. “You got to watch me. I want to watch you.” Just the words leaving her mouth tensed her muscles in sweet anticipation of more sex.

Leo choked from behind her. “Fuck, man. If you hadn’t married her, I would right now. She’s a keeper.”

“We’re pretty damn lucky,” Garrett said with a bright smile. He tried to kiss her but she pulled back, the cool air hitting her nipples, still wet from Garrett’s lips and hard from Leo’s fingers.

“Nuh-uh. Not me.” She stepped from between them and crossed her arms. She looked pointedly back and forth between the two. Garrett’s broad shoulders filled almost the whole doorway to the bathroom. Leo’s biceps were thick and corded. Both had black hair, but while Garrett’s was more punkish, Leo’s was shorter, almost cut to the scalp. She wanted more than a week or two with them both. She needed a lifetime.

Leo made the first move, pulling Garrett into his arms. He cupped his face. Bri’s heart sped up as he closed in, touching Garrett’s mouth gently with his lips. She watched the strong lines of his jaw as Leo kissed her husband. It wasn’t about strength though. The reverence and the tender love in his expression was what made her melt.

Bri had never seen guys kiss each other. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t feel awkward at first. Watching the two virtually perform for her heated her body, flooding liquid arousal into every nerve.

Her eyes were glued to Leo’s hands, smoothing over Garrett’s body, gripping his narrow hips and pulling him flush against him. It was the intimate way they touched each other, the familiarity that mesmerized her. Her dream of having both of them for a lifetime might not be so outrageous, especially if what she saw between them was real.

Leo broke the kiss and turned toward her, fire blazing within his dark eyes. “Bri, honey, come here.”

As if her feet had a mind of their own, she started walking. As soon as she reached them, Leo pulled her into the embrace, sandwiching her between them. He wrapped his arms around them both, settling on Garrett’s hips. Then he kissed Garrett again, right over her shoulder. This time, he kissed back with more vigor, their mouths opening and their tongues sliding around together. His hips ground into her ass.

She swallowed, the ache of her pussy building so much she pressed her thighs together. Garrett grew harder behind her, impossibly hard. Was it possible that Leo turned him on even more than she did? She wriggled her ass against Garrett’s cock, the smooth skin sliding across the crease. Hope bloomed inside her. Maybe this could work.

Leo’s hands moved, one staying on Garrett’s hip while the other massaged her breast, tugging slightly on her nipple. She moaned as her hands roamed over his hard flesh, over his shoulders and his chest, and slipped between them. She wrapped her fingers around his dick, slowly stroking him. He was just as hard as Garrett.

As the two came up for air, she shook her head in amazement. “That’s fucking hot, you two. How dare you guys keep that from me.”

“I didn’t think you’d be into it, baby.” The bastard blushed. “Leo and I… It’s different. It’s always been different.” His brow wrinkled, like he couldn’t quite find the right words. He probably couldn’t. Actions were worth more than words to him. He used his body to communicate.

“Show me.” She whispered to him, a forceful rush of air as she locked eyes with her husband. She tore her eyes from him, turned toward Leo. “Sit.” Her commanding tone surprised him, she could see his eyes widen.

Good. Let them be surprised.

He did as she’d said, without complaint or smart ass remarks. Maybe he hadn’t realized she had some power of her own too. Didn’t think she’d be into it? Internally she scoffed. She’d show them.

Brianna gave Garrett a soft kiss and turned her attention back to Leo. She placed her hands on his shoulders and then slid her hands down to his sculpted chest. Over his left pec, close to his heart, his anchor tattoo stood out to her.

She’d never really paid attention to it before. In ten years, she could count the number of times she’d seen his chest on one hand, usually in passing. How had she never registered this tattoo? Slowly, she touched his inked flesh, and met his eyes.

“Did you get this with Garrett?” Leo’s muscles stiffened beneath her hand and she knew she’d hit the mark. “Tell me about it.”

“Bri, I don’t think I could even form a complete sentence with you on top of me like this.” Leo slid his hands around her waist, tracing the flare of her hips with his palms.

“Bri, 

“But I’m just standing here.” A wicked grin came over her face. She knelt between his legs. “I’d much rather be here.” She took his heard flesh into her mouth, her hands cupping the heavy balls beneath his shaft.

After a few minutes of reveling in the taste of her husband’s best friend, she turned to see Garrett watching, fire burning within his eyes. “Do you want to play, too?” She smiled, stroking Leo’s cock slowly, attempting to entice her husband. “I mean, we’ve been rather selfish to our host here, Garrett. He’s given a lot.”

Maybe she was being a bit manipulative, but Garrett had done this to show her something about himself. She wanted to encourage him, because she had her suspicions about the two men and she thought that maybe Garrett was afraid. 

“Well, I wouldn’t want to be selfish.” Garrett smirked. He got down on his knees and watched as she took the head of Leo’s cock in her mouth. She kept her eyes on Garrett as he licked his lips, watching her suck off his best friend. Leo’s head fell back as she let his cock pop from her mouth and kissed Garrett. He moaned. Then when she resumed swirling her tongue around the tip, Garrett joined her, half-licking the tip and her tongue at the same time.

Leo fell back with a loud groan. “Fuck, you guys are killing me.”

“That’s the idea,” Bri said.

“We’re supposed to be seducing you, Brianna.” Leo ground out.

“Tough.”

Garrett watched her as he dipped his head and seductively ran the flat of his tongue up Leo’s rigid shaft. She wrapped her fingers around Garrett’s cock, stroking him as he took Leo into his mouth. The sight of him taking another man’s cock into his mouth set her on fire. But when he met her eyes straight on, she just about collapsed.

“Garrett, I need you,” she breathed out. She didn’t want him to stop sucking Leo, but she felt like she’d die if she didn’t have Garrett’s cock inside her pussy again.

Garrett was up in seconds. He stepped behind her. Bri leaned over Leo’s cock more as she got up on her knees, presenting herself to Garrett.

Garrett spread her cheeks, lined up his cock, slid home in one stroke. Leo groaned at the same time when she took him deeper into her mouth, and the three of them stilled, trying to adjust to their new position before they all lost control.

Garrett was the first to move, pulling out slowly, and slamming back in. The way his dick rubbed against her interior flesh had her pushing against him with each thrust.

Leo lay sprawled across the bed. His back arched, his hips bucked and suddenly, he was coming. She hadn’t expected it and hadn’t prepared for it as he spurt in several bursts down her throat, on her chest, over his belly.

Garrett grabbed her hips and doubled his rhythm. He gripped her with almost bruising strength as he pounded into her. One hand, whose she wasn’t sure, pinched her clit, which proved to be her ending. She screamed as her orgasm hit her full on like a Mack truck. She clamped down on Garrett’s pistoning cock and barely registered him joining her in ecstasy.

~*~*~

Leo watched the couple as Garrett disposed of the condom and came back with a damp washcloth for his wife. The care with which he cleaned her nagged at his heart. He wanted that with someone. Hell, he wanted that with them. The way Garrett cared for her, it was just beautiful.

As Brianna straightened, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Leo suddenly felt like a rotten voyeur so he stood and grabbed his discarded sweats. It wasn’t for him. He was just the plaything this weekend. The toy. And he was good with that. That he knew how to handle. That was easy.