And One Makes Three (Carnal Coeds) (7 page)

“A try?” She narrowed her gaze at Lane. “Are you sure?”

Lane smiled. “I've done a threesome before, so I can help you through it.”

Becca stared out at the water and tried to digest what she was hearing. “I don't know.”

“Come on, Becca.” Gabe slid up his hand and stroked her inner thigh. “It would be just a one time thing to see if you liked it.”

Heat slipped over her skin at the thought of both men inside of her. “You want to do this here?”

“Why not?” Lane glanced over his shoulder. “We are pretty far down on the beach. It's secluded. People won't start coming for another couple of hours at least.”

She had wondered why the men asked her to meet them so early. This must have been the reason.

“I can see that you're wavering on this idea,” Lane said. “Let me see if this doesn’t change your mind.” He hooked his thumb under her chin and turned her head to meet his gaze. Becca opened her mouth to speak, and he took advantage. Before she could utter a word, his tongue invaded her mouth. She groaned as his rich, earthy taste burst on her tongue. She whimpered against his lips and leaned closer to his warmth and strength.

“That's it, Becca. Just relax. We'll take care of everything,” Gabe murmured.

Did she just agree to a threesome? Becca didn’t remember speaking, but as Lane invaded her mouth she realized that this was what she wanted.

Gabe was behind all of this, she was sure of it. Becca could easily imagine him convincing Lane to help bring her fantasy to life. Once again, her boyfriend seemed to know her own needs better than herself.

Lane eased her back down on the blanket. As she rested her head on the ground, he slid his hand down her chest and cupped her breast, causing a bolt of sensation to rush through her body.

“Since you seemed to be getting along so well with Lane, perhaps he should take the front.” Gabe eased his body down next to her and brushed her hair from her temple. “You know how much I love that ass anyway.”

He dragged his hand down her side to her hip. “You two are going to have to turn on your side so I can have access, though.”

Lane pulled his lips away form Becca with a groan. “Orders, orders.” He rolled over onto his back and slid his suit down his hips. “Toss me one before you get going.”

“I forgot.” Gabe rummaged in the bag and lobbed Lane a condom.

“You two really had all of this planned, didn't you?” Becca asked.

“Paddleboarding was just a diversion,” Lane said as he slipped the condom on over his erection. “A fun diversion, but not the full purpose of our meeting.”

“No,” Gabe said, drawing her attention. “Definitely not.”

Becca turned her head and saw Gabe mimicking Lane's movements. When he finished, he brushed his fingers over her cheek. “Don't worry, baby. We won’t hurt you.” he shifted his gaze to her lips. “This is nothing that you haven’t done before. The only difference is that you'll be filled from the front and back at the same time.”

“I know.”

“Are you sure about this?” Lane asked. “Because I'm afraid, once we start, it will be very hard for me to pull back.”

Becca turned her head to meet Lane's gaze. “I'm sure.” She refocused on Gabe. “Thank you. I don't know how you are able to read me so well—”

“Probably because your desires are my own.” He brushed his lips against hers, causing her to shiver with excitement. Lane kissed her shoulders and neck, dragging his hot, wet tongue over her skin.

Gabe caressed her tongue with his, causing her to lose focus. He deepened the kiss and while their tongues dueled, Becca’s whole body heated. When he finally pulled away, she was breathless.

She stared at him as he brushed a stray hair from her face. “Go on. Get on top of him.” He smirked. “I'll be right behind you.”

She turned to Lane, who pulled back from her body. She let her gaze rake over his naked form. “That is so hot.”

“You're hot.” Lane replied. “Come here.” He tugged her up off the blanket until she straddled his hips. She grasped his shaft at the base and positioned him at her opening.

“Yes, that’s it,” he said.

She moved his thick head through her folds, teasing them both. She moaned as he lifted his hips and inched his way into her opening.

“You’re impatient,” she said.

“Always.”

She moved her hips away and slid her hand up and down his shaft. “Just for that, I’m going to make you wait.”

She tightened her grip, causing Lane to groan and close his eyes. He looked so handsome lying there. Knowing that she was the one who brought him pleasure made her feel special.

“Fuck, you two look incredible together.” Gabe straddled Lane, situating himself behind Becca. “Lean back for me, baby.”

She did as he commanded. Gabe looped his arms around her body and slipped them up under the thin fabric of her bikini. She gasped as he squeezed her mounds. His warm touch sent spirals of pleasure wrapping around her body. He alternated between pinching her sensitive nipples and cupping her breasts, just how he knew she liked it.

Becca moaned and nibbled her lower lip. Fuck, he felt so good. She leaned farther back into Gabe and moved her hand up and down Lane's shaft. Gabe pressed his cock toward her hips, allowing him to slide in between her ass cheeks. Pleasure shot up through her system, scattering her thoughts and causing her to groan.

“Fuck, Becca, that feels good,” Lane said from beneath her. “You two look so amazing together.”

“She
is
amazing, man. Just you wait until you feel inside of her.”

“I know. I want to watch her come first though.”

Becca opened her eyes and gasped as Lane reached down and slid his finger in between her folds. It only took him moments to find her clit. He rubbed it just the way she liked, causing her to groan.

She glanced at Gabe. “You two have been talking, haven't you?”

Gabe chuckled, the sound vibrating through her body. “I wanted to make sure this was as pleasurable for you as possible.”

Becca moved her hips forward into Lane's willing hand. “God, that feels so good.”

“Come for us, Becca,” Lane said. “I want to see you let go.”

She met Lane's gaze and knew that he wasn't playing some game. He really wanted to make her orgasm. The knowledge allowed her to relax and let go. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back on Gabe's shoulder as the men caressed her body. She felt Gabe's hands on her nipples, rubbing and stroking them until they formed sharp peaks. Lane's expert fingers made short, rough movements on her clit, causing moisture to pool between her thighs.

Gabe rubbed his shaft in between her ass cheeks and hummed his approval. “That's it, baby, let yourself go.”

She whimpered and tightened her grip on Lane’s shaft when Gabe tugged on her nipples.

“Fuck, Becca,” Lane said. “That's incredible.”

Becca made a low, throaty sound. The men doubled their efforts. Desire swirled through her bloodstream until the world around her faded away. The men pushed her higher and higher, until a familiar pressure built deep inside her core.

“I'm close,” she whispered. Again and again they assaulted her senses, until Becca thought she’d explode from pleasure.

“Now, Lane.”

On Gabe's command, Lane shifted his hand, keeping his thumb on her clit and pushing his finger deep into her pussy.

Becca sank down on his finger, maximizing the stretching feeling along her inner walls. Her orgasm ripped through her body. She came hard and fast, the force crashing through her like a tremendous wave. She cried out, and Gabe turned her head and covered her mouth with his own. He swallowed her cries while her body rocked with ecstasy.

Joy poured through her, leaving her weak and boneless. Never before had she felt anything so strong or so powerful. When the last tendrils of joy left her body, she sank down on top of Lane.

“Oh no, you don't.” Gabe left her breasts and slid his hands down to her waist. “Up you go.” He lifted her up and away from Lane’s warm embrace. Lane grabbed his cock and positioned it at her opening. Becca gasped when Gabe set her down on Lane's erection. Lane slid in easily, gliding through her wet channel as if he had done it hundreds of times before.

“More?” She opened her eyes.

“Oh baby.” Lane grabbed her hips. “We've only just begun.” He arched his back, pushing his cock up and into her body. Despite her orgasm, Becca felt the twinge of desire begin once again in her lower abdomen. Lane retreated then pushed again, stretching her inner walls and driving himself deep into her channel.

“You feel amazing.” Her whispered as he pushed the last bit of his erection home.

“So do you.” Becca leaned forward and braced her weight on his chest. She moved her hips in time to Lane's thrusts, and soon they developed a steady rhythm. Back and forth, in and out. Having sex with Lane was so different than with Gabe. Lane’s cock was thicker, stretching her more than ever before. As a result, Becca soon felt her desire spiraling out of control.

“Kiss me.” Lane reached down between them and pressed her clit.

She did as she was told, moaning as his taste once again filled her mouth.

“Fuck, that looks so hot.”

Lane tore his mouth away from Becca. “You better hurry, buddy. I don't know how much more I can take.”

Gabe rubbed his hands over her ass. “Slow down, then. I want to make sure this lasts.”

Lane eased his movements, causing Becca to whimper. Gabe chuckled and rubbed his finger along the opening in her backside. “Just some lotion to make sure things go smoothly,” he said.

Becca groaned as Gabe toyed with her opening. He ran the tip of his finger around the rim, then dipped it into her ass.

“Fuck, that feels good,” Lane said. “She tightens her muscles when you enter her.” He bit his lower lip and thrust his hips, plunging deep inside her body.

Gabe retreated, ran his finger around the rim of her opening and thrust a little deeper. Soon Becca steeled her jaw with frustration, causing Lane to laugh.

“I think she wants you to hurry up,” Lane said.

“Damn straight,” she replied.

Gabe chuckled. “It's so hard to wait, isn't it baby?” He pushed his finger deep into her backside, thrusting as far as he could go.

Becca gasped and arched her back, pressing her ass into his waiting hand. “Yes.”

He removed his finger and positioned his cock at her opening. “Fuck Becca, you feel amazing.”

“Let's push together,” Lane suggested. “On my count. One, two...”

Slowly, the men thrust together, penetrating Becca from both the front and behind. Because of their slowness, she felt every delectable inch as they invaded her core.

“Fuck,” she whispered when Gabe's hips pressed against her ass.

Gabe stiffened. “Did I hurt you?”

“No.” She glanced over her shoulder at him. “But if you don't move soon, I'll hurt you.”

Lane chuckled. “You better do as the woman commands.”

“I live to serve.” Gabe kissed her shoulder and curled his fingers into her hips. “Try to relax.”

The men retreated, and Becca felt a sense of loss as they slipped from her body. Then they thrust together, filling and stretching her to the limit. The men moved as one, feeding off each others groans of approval.

“I can feel you inside of her,” Gabe said at one point.

“It's damn amazing, isn't it?” Lane said.

The men pushed harder, faster. Lane's voice sounded so sexy in the midst of passion, his deep baritone combining with Gabe's tenor to make a delicious chorus. From somewhere in the distance, Becca heard the ripple of water and the far-off cry of a gull. The noises, combined with the sounds of their bodies coming together, created a sense of urgency that fed her need.

Lane shifted his hands on her hips, covering Gabe's hands with his own. Both men squeezed their fingers, digging into her flesh. Lane opened his eyes and focused on Gabe behind her. Something passed between the two men, but before Becca could dwell on it, Lane shifted his hand back to her clit and pinched it.

Becca's orgasm flooded her veins like a waterfall. Never before had she felt anything so intense or pleasurable. Ecstasy poured through her body, leaving her boneless. She never wanted the moment to end.

Lane was next. His guttural growl filled the air as he pressed harder, faster. Then he stiffened and whispered her name as he emptied himself deep inside her.

“Fuck, I'm close.” Gabe's movements became more jerky and desperate. He rammed against her ass, grunting with each thrust. Within seconds, he tightened his fingers into her flesh and pushed harder. When he finally grunted his release, she could feel the pleasure and relief wash over him in waves.

When it was all over, Becca collapsed on top of Lane. Gabe retreated and rolled to the side. After disposing the condom, he wrapped his arm around her back, cocooning both her and Lane in his embrace.

“That was amazing,” Gabe whispered. “I didn't know sex could be so good.”

Lane turned his head and met Gabe's gaze. “Neither did I.”

Becca blinked as Lane brushed his lips against Gabe's mouth. Gabe closed his eyes and moaned at the intimate contact.

At first Becca felt a pang of jealousy, but it was quickly washed aside with the wonder of it all. She had no idea that Gabe would allow another man to kiss him. Her boyfriend was full of surprises.

When Lane pulled away, Gabe opened his eyes and glanced up at Becca. Their gazes met and pink stained his cheeks. She smiled at how cute he looked. Becca was touched that he'd be so worried over her reaction.

“My turn.” Becca brushed her lips against Gabe's and moaned as the faint taste of Lane touched her lips. When mingled with Gabe's fresh scent, it made for an intoxicating combination.

“I'm sure there is nothing going on over here, ma'am. It must have been the sun playing tricks on the eyes.”

“I know what I saw.”

“Oh shit.” Lane glanced over at the sand dune. “That's my boss.” He nudged Becca's shoulder. “We have to get decent. It sounds like they're coming this way.”

Chapter Seven

Lane sprang into action. If his boss caught him on a public beach fooling around like this, he could be fired. He needed this job if he wanted to stay in the area. Sure, he could go back down South where he was attending school, but to be honest, he hated it down there. He wasn’t really into the Southern culture, and his business degree lacked focus. He knew he wanted to be an entrepreneur but was too indecisive to settle on any one thing. He had tried a variety of failed start-ups in the past and wasn’t too keen on building something from scratch again.