Let It Snow (4 page)

“Please, Garrett,” she moaned as he pressed a finger in her pussy. It slid in easily, cool to the touch in her overheated sex. “Leo could come out at any moment,” he said, lazily drawing circles around her clit. He rested his hands against the inside of her knees, spreading her open and exposing her swollen folds. “Do you want him to see you like this, with your legs spread, half naked for the world to see?”

“Oh, Garrett,” she whispered. “Oh, fuck.” Her petite breasts felt too heavy, her beaded nipples scraping against the fabric of her tank.

“Does it turn you on to think of Leo seeing you, the way I have for the last ten years?”

He blew on her superheated core, and she shuddered. “You’re such a tease. Messing with me like you did in the car.” Her head dropped back as he pressed a finger inside her, stroking it in and out of her slowly, agonizingly.  “My turn.”

He dropped his head to her and licked a line up her pussy, flicking his tongue against her clit. She moaned loudly. He drew circles around her little button, then sucked it into his mouth. She lifted her head and glanced down at him as he pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. His dark, red-spiked hair tickled her thighs as her muscles tensed.

“Fuck, Garrett,” she said. “That feels so good.”

Her muscles tightened as he feasted on her flesh, nibbling, sucking, licking his way through her most private areas. A second finger joined the first inside her, pumping slowly.  He was toying with her, keeping her on edge.

“Please, baby,” she ground out.

“What?” He said, “Do you feel good? Do you want something from me?”

“Yes,” she cried out. “More!”

“Poor Brianna, so wound up. I thought our time on the side of the road would have satisfied you more,” he said, his thumb rolling over her clit. She inhaled sharply, a soft whimper escaping her lips. He chuckled as he leaned over and blew on her pussy. She shuddered, so close to the edge she could taste her orgasm on her tongue.

“I wonder how long I could keep you here, like this. I bet I could do it until Leo comes out of the shower. Let him watch you lose it.”

She cried out, frustration and desire mixing in her gut. She arched her back, struggling to climb that last rung of her climax and not quite making it.

~*~*~

Leo sighed heavily as the hot spray of water hit his face. He’d thought he could handle being around them again. Moving to Fort Glasgow had been one of the best things he’d done when Garrett had gotten married. Brianna was hot, soft in all the ways that Garrett was not.

His erection jutted out from his body, aching and hard. He’d cleaned the pipes earlier that day, but it had only worked him up more instead of satisfying the urge. What he needed was to sink his dick into some chick at the bar, bang her to oblivion, and then go home and crash.

Not that he’d done that in a while. He’d been strictly guys for at least two years. He blamed Bri’s sexy body for that. Her delicious curves drove him up a wall. He just wanted to run his hands over every bit of her body, squeeze those ass cheeks that called to him. No other woman compared to her. Hell, no other man compared to Garrett for that matter, but celibacy wasn’t an option. Not unless he wanted to shrivel up and die from blue balls.

He groaned and grabbed his heavy balls, massaging them with his fingers before letting them drop and grabbed his cock. Slowly, he stroked the painful erection, leaning one hand against the wall for balance. Hot water hit his back and rolled south, over his bare skin. He took the moisture that leaked from his tip and smoothed it over the rest of his prick.

His pace quickened as he remembered the way her tit brushed against his upper arm. Her nipples had been hard. Had Garrett fucked her right before they’d arrived? Did her nipples always stay erect like that, so hard and tight? 

He pulled harder, imagining his tongue sliding along the pink skin of her nipples. He envisioned that her skin tasted as good as  it smelled. Like peaches. Her shampoo was peach scented. He’d smelled it when she hugged him. It had taken everything to keep her from feeling his hard-on when he’d seen her at the door with Garrett.

He stroked faster. Blood rushed to his dick, forcing it to attention. His balls grew heavy, ready to explode. He was so close. Then there was Garrett. Strong, gorgeous Garrett who still wanted him, who was still as sexy as the day Leo had moved away from him.

When he was about to go over, he brought up the one memory that always did it for him, and exploded as the last time Garrett fucked him filled his mind.

That rainy night in the dorms when the lightning and thunder struck his soul as he’d been pounded thoroughly. Garrett had folded Leo’s knees to his chest, thrusting his cock into his stretched ass, filling him to ecstasy.

Like clockwork, liquid fire rushed from his balls to his shaft. He stroked a few more times, milking his cock as come hit the bathtub walls and slid down, mixing with the water and slipping down the drain.

He shuddered as he came down, panting as he milked the last of his orgasm from his cock. Fuck. He had four more days here, alone with Brianna and Garrett. Self-help only did so much.

In the next room, he heard a feminine moan and cursed. He leaned back against the tile. It was going to be a long vacation.

Brianna screamed loudly as she approached her climax, only to be denied as Garrett pulled back. He was torturing her, bringing her skillfully to the brink and then pulling back, leaving her wanting. Her entire body had broken out in a sweat, the small hairs along her hairline plastered to her head. Release was just beyond her grasp, and he was making sure she stayed there.

“Fuck, Garrett. Please,” she breathed.

She moaned as she heard the water stop. The bathroom had two doors: one to the main bedroom and one that opened out into the living room. She panted heavily, glancing at the bathroom. Would he come in that way?

She moaned as he returned to licking her pussy, rolling his tongue around her clit, but not touching it. “Garrett… please, baby. Please.”

She knew she was begging, but she couldn’t take any more. She wanted to come so bad. And the thought of Leo catching them nearly sent her over with that alone. Garrett’s fingers slowed inside her, pumping agonizingly slow, denying her yet again. She tried to press down on them, but Garrett held her hips down and didn’t let her move.

“You’re so wet, doll,” Garrett said as he kissed her flesh. The vibration of his voice made her shudder with pleasure. He watched her through half-lidded eyes as she spread her legs wider. “Do you want to come, Bri?”

She nodded, unable to speak. He licked up her pussy, slowly, so so slowly. She couldn’t stand it anymore.

The bathroom door opened. She jumped, squirming to get away from Garrett, but he didn’t stop. If anything his efforts doubled. She groaned loudly as Leo came through the door.

The sight of his wet, athletic body, even with his lower half wrapped in a towel, heightened her arousal. He froze, eyes widening as he watched Garrett lick her pussy.

His deeply tanned skin, already darker than her or Garrett due to his Hispanic heritage, glistened from his shower. Slowly, the water slid down his body, making her want to lick him. He had another towel in his hand and his hair stuck up from being rubbed dry.

God, she wanted him.

Garrett stopped, looked up at her, and turned his head toward Leo. “Hey, Leo, I’m about to do my wife. Wanna play, too?”

Mortified and aroused beyond belief, she stared at her husband. “That’s how you were going to ‘break the news’?”

Leo’s shock was evident as he stepped into the room. He stopped, lowering his eyes to where she wantonly splayed out across the bed, her husband’s fingers slowly filling her. A million things played out over his expression, but she couldn’t have identified even one of them. He dropped the extra towel to the floor. “You weren’t shitting me.”

“Never been more serious.” Garrett stopped, his concentration full on Leo. The heated look between them sent a shiver of arousal through her superheated body.

Just like that, they broke eye contact, Leo tearing his gaze away to see Brianna again. He closed his eyes, like he was collecting himself. When he opened them, his characteristic mischievous smirk had returned. “She’s into a double ride?”

“She wants to play,” Garrett said as he lazily pumped two fingers in and out. Her entire body was strung so tightly as Leo surveyed the situation. “Not sure if she’d be ready for that right off, though. It’s her first time. I thought we’d start slow, work her up to the sweet spot.”

As if there were any doubt what he meant, he pressed his thumb against her ass. She dropped her head back with a soft moan. Garrett had to know how much she loved the crass language he used. And the idea of them both just taking her like that? She shuddered.

“Oh, a virgin?” Leo finished his walk to the bed, a predator’s grin taking shape on his expression.

Bri laughed nervously, but her strained voice gave her high-strung body away. “Not hardly.” Apprehension warred with the arousal Garrett kept burning with his almost absent-stroking of her pussy. 

“Not a virgin of sex, my dear. Obviously, Garrett has taken care of that.” He sat down next to her. “Double penetration.”

She couldn’t think with both of them so close. Her heart beat wildly, exacerbated by the way Garrett pressed against her ass with his thumb. His hot breath fanned her overheated core. Her nipples constricted, tightening into little buds beneath her tank top.

“Touch her, Leo.” Garrett’s voice was rough. “She wants you to.”

“Do you?” He asked, lifting her chin. 

She stared into his dark eyes. Rational thought disappeared. Speech was impossible.  Her entire body was flushed from the way Garrett was touching her.

 “I want you to tell me that you want me to touch you.”

She couldn’t even speak, and moaned when Garrett stopped his ministrations. Her heart pounded with sexual frustration and nervousness.

“Touch me,” she whispered. She balanced on one hand and touched his cheek. “I want you to touch me. All over.” She grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him to her. He hesitated, but didn’t resist her for long.

“Fuck that’s hot,” Garrett groaned.

“As the lady commands,” Leo mumbled against her lips. His kiss was different from Garrett. Her husband’s was commanding and relentless. Leo wasn’t tentative, but was more playful. He nipped at her lower lip, took her mouth in a blazing kiss. 

She just about melted and squealed into his mouth when Garrett resumed tonguing her pussy. Pressure built inside her as Leo’s hands roamed under her tank top, flattening over her abdomen. His palm was hot, slightly moistened by his recent shower.

He broke the kiss long enough to pull the tank over her head. Dropping it to the floor, his other hand smoothed over her ribs to the underside of her breast. He kissed along her neck, his large hand massaging her chest. His thumb brushed across her tightened nipples. Her pulse raced against his heated hand, losing herself in the depths of the kisses he gave her.

Her back arched to meet his touch as he kissed the small globe his hand wasn’t touching. He sucked in her nipple and she nearly came apart. She cried out as Garrett pulled her clit into his mouth and sucked hard while Leo lowered her torso down to the bed.

The plain idea of being touched by these men drove her crazy. The way their large hands ran over her skin, squeezed and loved on her flesh made the strange experience feel amazing.

“Ooh, is she a screamer?” He asked Garrett.

“She can be. I admit I was torturing her a little before you came out. She’s not going to last much longer. Let’s get her up on the bed more.”

As Garrett moved away, Leo pulled her further on the mattress. She helped by scooting back against the pillows. Garrett joined them, naked, with his erection jutting out proudly from his body. Brianna ran her hands over his biceps. She loved his hard body, especially when it was all keyed up from arousal. And he really seemed very much aroused, maybe even more so than when it was just the two of them.

Leo had dropped the towel as well at some point. She hadn’t even noticed. But she sure as hell noticed now. His broad shoulders filled her vision, peppered with swooping curves of his back tattoo peeking over his shoulders. Lean muscles flexed with his movements.

The two men flanked her, creating an erotic scene that she could have died from and been exceptionally happy in the process. Nerves fired through her body as Garrett leaned over her and kissed her gently. “You all right, doll?”

She nodded as he ran a hand up and down her leg. Just like him. Always thinking of her and her comfort. She loved him so much. She was nervous, but he’d made her so aroused that she didn’t really feel it anymore.

“Good,” he smiled, “Because I need you to suck my cock again.”

There was no missing the way Leo licked his lips as Garrett straddled her body, his cock almost touching her lips. She grasped his cock and took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. She would do this for him anytime, tasting the salty skin, licking the long staff like icing off a cake.

“That’s a good girl,” he groaned and pushed forward, then back. His hips matched the sucking rhythm she established. He gripped the headboard to steady himself. “Leo’s going to fuck you, baby. You want him to do that?”

She didn’t care which one fucked her. She was so far gone, so far beyond rational thought that any inhibitions left her. She needed to be fucked, to find her climax. She hollowed out her cheeks, sucking down her husband’s cock as much as she could. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she still felt apprehensive, but one look at Garrett’s pleasure-ridden face and she knew this was what she wanted.

“Fuck!” Garrett groaned. “That feels amazing.”

She let his cock leave her mouth as she looked up at Garrett. “Do you want him to fuck me, honey?”

Garrett’s eyes rolled back as she resumed her task at hand, a loud groan leaving his lips. The action stretched out the meaty column of his neck, veins bulging on either side of it.