Three Ways to Wicked (10 page)

“You’re fucking soaked, Kay.” Hunger lent a rough, sexy edge to Ty’s voice. His attention roved to Gibb, and Ty licked his lips before leaning forward and sliding his mouth over Gibb’s. After the brief spell of shock disintegrated from Gibb, he gave in to Ty’s sinful persuasion with a shuddery moan.

Wide-eyed, she took in their lusty, open-mouthed kiss. A hot wave of arousal thrummed through her blood. When Ty’s tongue curled around Gibb’s and both men groaned, the ache in her core intensified a thousand times over. A heady streak of awareness buzzed through her. They weren’t merely kissing. Ty was lapping up her essence via Gibb. “
Oh God,
” she whispered on a broken breath.

Ty and Gibb abruptly halted their kiss. His grin unrepentant and smoldering, Ty swirled his fingers along her thigh. “Something tells me you liked watching that.”

“You have
no
idea,” she admitted on a breathless laugh.

With a teasing rerouting of his hand, Ty cupped her pussy, two of his fingers flirting with the inner folds of her labia, barely toeing the line of penetration. “Wrong. I’ve got a real good idea how much you enjoyed it.” His smile suitably devilish, Ty grazed through her wetness, creating a slick sound that backed up his statement. “Maybe almost as much as I’m gonna love seeing Gibb sink his cock inside your sweet little snatch.”

Ty was possibly the only man she knew who could take such a vulgar term and make it sexier than hell. Of course, considering the naughty things he was doing with his fingers, he could recite the alphabet to her and she’d damn well climax.

A ragged exhalation shuttled from Gibb. “Much as I’m on board with your scenario, I don’t have any condoms on me.”

Flashing another grin, Ty fished in the pocket of his swim trunks and pulled out a sealed Trojan packet. “Not gonna lie. I was hoping I might need this, so I grabbed it before we left the dock.” He flipped the condom to Gibb. “You owe me. For life, lucky motherfucker.”

Looking equal parts mystified and intensely relieved, Gibb settled on his haunches and ran his thumb over the edge of the foil. “This is the only condom you have, and you’re giving
me
the honor of using it? Did you knock your head on the swim ladder earlier?”

“Remember the conversation we had about you not overthinking things? Now would be a good time to employ that idea again. Unless you’d like
me
to do the honors.” Ty reached for the condom gripped between Gibb’s fingers, and chuckled when Gibb closed his fist around the packet. “Yeah, what I suspected.”

Gibb peered at her, his eyes adopting a hint of worry. “There’s nothing I want more than to be inside you. Right this damn second. But I don’t want to rush you into anything.”

She struggled into a sitting position. Hooking her feet behind Gibb’s ankles, she slipped her arms around his shoulders and met his troubled gaze with a certainty she felt to the marrow of her bones. “Rush me.”

Not waiting for his response, she snuggled closer and kissed him with a bold wantonness that surprised even her. Their isolation in this idyllic place provided a safety net she hadn’t anticipated, allowing her to be totally free and uninhibited. No judgment from the outside world. Her only focus on pleasure.

A shudder rocked through Gibb, and he tunneled his fingers through her hair, the uncontrolled possessiveness in his touch sizzling every nerve ending in her body. Cradling her head with one hand, he returned her kiss with a ravenous hunger that sucked the lingering remnants of oxygen—and sanity—from her brain. His mouth abandoned hers and skated along her neck, unerringly zeroing in on the sensitive spots that made her squirm and pant. He continued moving lower, his bristly jaw a titillating scruff against her collarbone and the slope of her breast. After a lingering swirl of his tongue on her nipple, he drew the pebbled peak within the wet heat of his mouth.

Her gasp sprang free, only to be muffled beneath the coaxing pressure of Ty’s lips a second later. His tongue sought hers, spurring a whimper from her throat. Being the focus of his and Gibb’s sensual onslaught was an intoxicating sensation she could all too easily get addicted to. As if he was determined to keep her well apprised of that fact, Ty slipped his hand between her legs and played with her clit, stoking the fire while Gibb continued lavishing her nipples with decadent, suckling kisses that drove her out of her ever-loving mind.

The orgasm that’d been hovering in the wings rushed center stage with a vengeance. She clutched Gibb’s shoulders, and that hot, intense gaze of his zipped up to meet hers the same instant two of his fingers dipped inside her. Ty’s rhythm on her clit remained unfaltering, a wicked accompaniment to Gibb’s questing strokes. Remembering to breathe became an impossible task. Her entire world was centered between her legs and the fingers driving her toward the breaking point.

“You gonna come for us, darlin’?” Ty’s free hand caressed her breast, the enticing graze of his thumb over her nipple mimicking his motions on her aching clit. “I’m dying to take you over the edge, and I know Gibb is too.”

“I—” The rest of her words lodged in her throat when Gibb found her G-spot and rubbed the over-sensitized nerve center with a persuasive determination that tripped her over the peak. She cried out, her pussy contracting around Gibb’s fingers with strong, fluttery spasms. His mouth suddenly claimed hers, a hot, seeking pressure capturing her broken gasps.

Still pumping those sinful fingers, Gibb scraped his teeth over her bottom lip. “I want you to come like this…
exactly
like this…while I’m deep inside you.” He fumbled one-handed with the fly of his boardshorts, freeing the Velcro closures with an impatient rip. Reluctantly slipping his fingers from inside her, he tugged his waistband down his hips just far enough to release his cock.

She stared at the thick, breath-stealingly erect shaft. “Oh. My.” She licked her lips, but her body seemed to have reserved every ounce of moisture to flood her pussy.

Ty gave a chuffing laugh. “Now you know why I couldn’t keep my damn hands off that monster.”

“Who could blame you?” Sighing, she smoothed a fingertip over the satiny mushroom-shaped cap, spreading the precome pearling from the tiny slit.

A tremor worked through Gibb, and he groaned as she wrapped him fully within her grip and squeezed softly. Silk-covered steel, and so incredibly hot in her hands. She could easily spend all day stroking and caressing him, but Gibb apparently had better plans in store for them. His motions bordering on frantic, he grabbed the condom packet from the cushion and tore it open with his teeth. The second he freed the circle of latex, she snatched it from him with a smile and scooted backward. “I’ve always wanted to try this after having one of my heroines give it a go.”

Steadying herself with one hand braced on Gibb’s thigh, she situated the condom on the head of his cock and used her mouth to slide it down his length. Halfway through the job, his impressive girth forced her to cheat and use her fingers, but triumph filled her nonetheless. She glanced upward and grinned at Gibb’s and Ty’s slack-jawed expressions. “Not bad for an amateur, eh?”

A sexy growl rumbling from him, Gibb tipped her back into Ty’s waiting arms. While Ty cuddled her from behind, Gibb hiked her legs around his waist and skimmed his cock through the wetness drenching her labia. She didn’t know which was more arousing—the feel of Gibb’s swollen cock head kissing over her clit, the smoldering intensity in his eyes as he locked gazes with her, or the featherlight touch of Ty’s fingertips on her nipples the entire time. Regardless, the combination of all three threatened to make her come again before experiencing the pleasure of Gibb’s delectably hard cock filling her to overflowing.

Desperate to have him inside her, she arched her hips when Gibb grazed over her slick flesh again. “Please, no more teasing. Take me.”

A rough exhalation hissed from Gibb. Fingers trembling, he gripped his cock and eased inside her a fraction before leaning forward and capturing her lips in a tender, exploring kiss. The coaxing pressure of his mouth didn’t entirely distract her from the luscious glide of his cock. His slow penetration enabled her to feel every ridge and vein of his shaft. The underside of his crown nudged her G-spot, and she drew in a shallow breath, her grip reflexively tightening on his shoulders. His stare intent on her face, he pulled back slightly, the lazy drag of his cock head over that excruciatingly sensitive patch of tissue deliberate and oh-so-mind-blowingly incredible. She barely summoned enough oxygen to choke out his name. “Gibb.”

He kissed her again, reverently, their labored breaths mingling while he caressed her jaw. She caught the renewed flicker of intensity in his eyes when he glanced down and became fixated on the sight of her pussy swallowing another inch of his shaft. “Look at us together, Kay.”

She didn’t need to see anything beyond the vision of Gibb’s face awash in ecstasy. Nothing on Earth could be more arousing than that view. She passed her fingers over his bristly jaw, a sweet ache settling in her tummy. For a woman who’d written too many love scenes to count, she’d had no idea sex could be like this. It wasn’t merely a sharing of their bodies. It somehow went deeper than that. Down to the essence of her soul. Hokey as it sounded, it was undeniably true.

As if he’d plugged into her thoughts again, Gibb kissed her fingertips, the emotion in his eyes reaching all the way to her heart. “Kay, it’s so good. Jesus, I don’t want this to ever stop.”

Her heart sang in agreement. At that moment, the idea of going back to Detroit and her lonely life had never seemed more unbearable.

Gibb swallowed roughly. “I’m going to try real hard not to come right away, but, baby, I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to last. You feel too damn amazing. Fuck, the way you keep rippling around me.” His groan fell against her trembling fingers.

Sex. He’d been talking about sex when he mentioned not wanting it to end. Closing her eyes, she released a soft breath. This is what she got for over-romanticizing the situation. She needed to stop building dreams of picket fences, beds big enough for three and happily-ever-afters. If this was the most she could expect from her time with Gibb and Ty, it was still more than she’d ever hoped for. Even the distant fantasies she’d harbored about these two delectable men didn’t measure up to this beautiful reality.

Gibb leaned his forehead against hers, the strain on his features growing pronounced. “Kay, if I don’t move soon, I’m going to explode.”

Despite the bittersweet emotions twisting her insides, his gruff avowal triggered her chuckle. Sliding her fingers through his hair, she kissed him with all the love bursting in her heart. “No spontaneous combusting allowed.”

Taking that as an invitation, he slipped his hands down to her ass and squeezed, driving into her with one deep, eye-crossing thrust. She gasped against his mouth. His grip faltered on her. “Too hard?”

“God, no. Do it again.”

Thankfully he complied with her request, pulling out with a leisurely glide before plunging to the hilt again with enough force his balls slapped against her. If not for the steadying presence of Ty cradling her from behind, there’s no way she would have been able to stay upright. That feat became an infinitely bigger challenge when Ty reached between her and Gibb and circled her clit with his thumb. Gibb shifted slightly, giving Ty more room to devastate the aching bundle of nerves. She shivered, her muscles tightening.

Gibb slowed his thrusts, his hips rolling in small, concise movements that kept his cock head in constant alignment with her G-spot. Stroke. Roll. Dip. Repeat. Over and over, he rode her to that relentless rhythm until rivulets of sweat poured down his face and chest, and she was shaking with the need to come.

“
Jaysus.
You two are fucking killing me.” A low, desperate sound shuddered from Ty, and he reached for her hand, guiding it inside his swim trunks. The massiveness of his erection triggered a wanton thrill through her. Feeling more than a little greedy about having two mouth-watering cocks at her disposal, she whimpered and struggled to take him in her hand. Still determinedly working at her clit, Ty wrapped her fingers around his shaft, his fist enclosing hers. Like Gibb, he was hot, thick and slick with precome. Groaning, she followed his motions, bearing down with her hand as his cock pumped between their closed fingers.

Ty’s ragged exhalation tickled her ear. “You’re so goddamned hot, Kay. I want to see you lose it on Gibb’s fat cock. Completely annihilate the poor bastard as you milk the come right out of him.”

“
Oh God.
” She had no prayer of surviving Ty’s dirty talk. The wicked boy knew precisely how to detonate her fuse. Toes curling, she surrendered to the fierce orgasm sweeping her up. Everything inside her compressed into a constricted ball of tension before shattering into a thousand fragments of pure sensation. Her eyes rolled back, a choked cry clogging in her throat as her body convulsed, her pussy sucking at Gibb’s shaft. His tensed features revealing the thin grip he had on his control, he clutched her waist, his hips picking up speed, ceaselessly riding her sweet spot and spinning her climax into an unending stream.

The pleasure was almost more than she could bear. Rather than waning, it seared through her nerve endings, leaving them raw and gluttonously straining for even more intense shock waves. Despite her certainty that there was no physical way she could withstand another orgasm, her body was desperate to prove her wrong.

As was Gibb. No amount of begging convinced him to relent until he tore the big one from her—the holy mother of all screaming O’s. Her channel clamped down hard on his pounding cock the moment the wave hit, and he jolted. His strangled groan tangling with hers, he slammed his eyes shut, his face a study in exquisite ecstasy while his entire body shook through the storm of his orgasm. Instinctively, she squeezed Ty’s cock and reveled in the moan that ripped from him. An instant later he pulsed in her hand, his slippery come jetting over their laced fingers.