Bewitched for Pleasure (7 page)

Everything was the same as the last time she’d been there, yet it was different. She was different. The reason she was there was different. She headed toward the dining room and dumped most of her bags on the table before moving on. She boldly walked through the house until she got to the bedrooms. This was the one section of the house she’d never really been in. She pushed open the first door and took in the huge bed. It definitely looked big enough for all of them. She tossed her bag on it and headed back toward the kitchen.

She put the beer in the fridge and rummaged for a wine opener. Leaving the bottle to breathe on the counter, she headed off toward the den with the huge television and set the movie selection out there. She was anxious, and a little nervous, which was funny considering what she’d done with them last night. As those thoughts tumbled through her head, all the anxiety left and desire took over. She was more than ready for this night to begin.

She grabbed the remote from the table and managed to turn on the television. She slipped onto the couch, kicking off her shoes and curling up her feet beside her. She pulled a blanket from the back of the couch and tucked it around her before flipping through the channels and choosing an old movie to watch. At some point, she scooted down to rest her head on the arm.

She awoke to feel of long, warm fingers on her feet, rubbing and massaging them. She groaned and stretched.

“That feels so good,” she said, blinking open her eyes.

Travis sat at the end of the couch with her feet in his lap.

She glanced around. “Where’d everyone go?”

“Scott’s in the shower, I’m guessing. Kyle ran home to pick a few things up and then he’ll be back. I took a quick shower, ordered pizza and came in to see if you were awake yet.”

“You saw me sleeping?”

“Honey, you were the first thing Scott and I looked for when we got home. Have to admit, I’d much rather see you curled in my bed, preferably with me, but I’ll take finding you sleeping on my couch.”

“I didn’t know whose room was where, so I just put my bag in the first room I came to,” she admitted.

“That would be Scott’s room,” Travis told her. “Mine’s at the end of the hall, in case you were wondering.”

“Hey, I’m here.” Kyle’s voice called out to them as the door opened and slammed shut.

“In here,” Travis yelled back.

“Did you order pizza yet?” Scott asked as he entered the room fresh from his shower. He was shirtless and his hair was still damp, curling at his neck.

Both men zeroed in on Brenna, and she felt her nipples swell and her pussy quiver with need.

“You’re awake,” Scott said, making her smile.

“I picked beer up while I was out. It’s in the fridge, and I left a bottle of wine open on the counter.”

“I’ll get you a glass,” Kyle said, dropping his bag. “You guys want a beer?”

“Yeah,” Scott and Travis both answered.

“I picked up movies, too,” Brenna told them. “A couple of action, a horror and a romantic comedy.”

“Sounds great,” Scott said, walking over and scooping her up. He sat back down with her on his lap. Travis grabbed her feet again and began massaging once more.

“I love this movie,” Kyle said as he walked in with his hands full and glanced at the television. He passed a bottle to Travis and Scott, then handed her the glass of wine. He bent down and kissed her before easing back. “God, you look good. All sleep rumpled. Makes me want to climb in bed and take you with me just so I can muss you up again.”

She shook her head and laughed. “I believe that’s on the agenda for later.”

“Definitely,” Scott said and used his thumb to nudge her face up toward his.

He kissed her softly, slowly, taking his time before easing his tongue inside her mouth to play with hers. She was completely breathless when he finally pulled back.

Her gaze immediately went to Travis. He grinned at her and held out his hand. She took his fingers and let him tug her from Scott’s lap down to sit on his. He took her under immediately, ravishing her with his kiss and leaving her feeling as if her body was on fire with a wild desire for more, now. Hell, she swore she heard bells ringing when he lifted his head.

“Pizza’s here,” Scott said and stood, reaching down to adjust the bulge of his cock before heading to the door.

Kyle rummaged through the movies she’d brought and selected one. “As soon as this one ends, I’ll start this one.” He held up one of the action movies she’d picked up. “I’ve been wanting to see this one since I saw it advertised for theaters. Didn’t realize it was out on video already.”

“Came out this week,” she said.

Then Scott entered with the pizza. They spent the next few hours eating, laughing and watching movies. She was starting to think this was all they had in mind when Travis suddenly stood with her in his arms. She squeaked with surprise and clung to him.

“I’d say it’s past time we moved this into the bedroom,” he said and turned to head down the hall with her.

She glanced back to see Scott grabbing beer bottles while Kyle shut off the television. She had no doubt they’d be following.

Travis nudged open a door with his foot, and she realized he’d taken her to his bedroom. It was a huge open space with the bed easily taking up the majority of the room. She wondered where he’d found a bed that big. Then she was flailing through the air, shrieking as he tossed her on top of it and reached for his shirt. He was just kicking off his jeans when Kyle and Scott entered.

“I was hoping to find her naked,” Scott said. “Not you.”

Brenna laughed. “I’ll start stripping if you will,” she told him.

Kyle was already divested of his shirt and socks and was just starting on his jeans. Scott, wearing only jeans, made quick work of removing his clothes then all three naked in front of her. She licked her lips and rose up on her knees in anticipation. How did she get so lucky? And she was very lucky.

She tugged her shirt over her head and tossed it their way while they watched her every move. Reaching back, she unclasped her bra and threw it at them, as well. She brushed her fingers up her bare sides and swooped in to cup her breasts and lift them. Using her fingers, she pinched and tugged at her nipples, showing them just what she liked.

“Fuck,” Kyle muttered, reaching down and grabbing his cock, giving it a squeeze.

“Oh, yes,” she purred and flipped around so she sat on the bed. She unsnapped the top of her jeans and unzipped them before lying back on the bed. She lifted her hips and slowly inched her jeans down, leaving her panties in place as she did. When she had them low enough, she scissored her legs to get them the rest of the way down and kicked them off the bed.

With only her panties still on, she came back to her knees and trailed a finger down between her breasts, over her stomach, to the band of her undies. Watching them, she dipped her fingers inside and zeroed in on the swollen bud of her clitoris, rubbing over it and moaning at the pleasure that rocked through her. Then she slid her fingers through her cream and pulled her hand free. Still keeping her gaze on them, she brought her damp fingers to her mouth and sucked her juices off of them.

“Mhmm,” she moaned.

As if a spell was broken by her words, they all moved toward the bed in unison. Travis stopped to grab a box of condoms and a large tube of lubricant. Hands reached for her, and she tumbled onto her back. Scott jerked her panties from her and took the same path she’d taken with her fingers with his teeth and tongue. He moaned and delved deeper, licking and sucking at her sex.

Kyle took her mouth, kissing her deeply, while he used one hand to toy with her nipple. Warm breath caressed her other nipple just before Travis’ mouth closed over it. This was what she wanted, what she’d spent all day fantasizing about. There was no way she’d ever get her fill of this, of them and the pleasure they could wring from her.

Scott was using his fingers, now, as well as his mouth. He had two digits pumping up into her pussy while his mouth focused on her clit. She writhed and moaned, lifting her hips off the mattress as she sought that tiny bit more that would send her flying.

Kyle broke the kiss and slid down to replace his fingers on her nipple with his mouth. And that was all it took. With a scream, she came, her body quivering as her orgasm rocked from her center outward until her whole body felt the warm glow of release.

Scott turned his head and planted a sucking kiss on her inner thigh. “God, you taste sweet.”

“Fuck me. Now,” she demanded. “I need you inside me.”

They seemed to have made a plan earlier on how they wanted to handle tonight. Scott grabbed a condom and tore it open, rolling it on and shifting between her sprawled thighs. Kyle and Travis moved back, both of them snagging a condom then moving out of her line of sight.

“I’ve been thinking about you and this all day long,” Scott said as he nudged her opening with his cock. He plunged deep and held still. “God, you feel so good. I could make love to you all day long and still want more.”

“Just make love to me right now,” she pleaded, lifting her arms and legs to embrace him.

He rocked slow and easy, taking his time, thrusting deep and holding there for a brief pause before easing back out. His mouth found hers, and he kissed her softly again and again before nibbling along her jaw and neck. Sensations built inside her, and soon she found herself swinging up into him, seeking a harder thrust, a deeper penetration.

“Almost there?” he asked, slipping a hand down and rubbing her clit with his thumb.

“Yes!” she cried out. “Just a little faster. Please.”

With a groan, he picked up the pace, and she could tell he was just as close as she was. When she came with a cry spilling from her lips, he wasn’t far behind.

“Oh, God! Brenna! Brenna!” he bellowed as his cock jerked inside her, filling the condom with his seed. He collapsed over her, pinning her to the bed. “I love you,” he murmured and gave her a fast kiss on the jaw before rolling off and collapsing beside her.

Before she could regroup enough to respond or even assure herself he’d actually said what she thought he had, her legs were being tugged over to the side. Kyle stood there, cock sheathed and ready. As soon as he had her positioned the way he wanted her, he lifted her legs up along his chest until her feet rested at his shoulders and plunged deep. He rode her fast and hard as if he couldn’t wait another moment for her.

His cock hit deep, pulling whimpers of pleasure from her that echoed around the room, and she forgot to breath, much less think. Within minutes, she was in the throes of a third orgasm.

“That’s it. Milk my dick.” Kyle groaned. “I love the feel of your pussy squeezing my cock. God, I want to take you bareback, coat my dick with your hot juices and see my cum fill you up.”

His words were so hot they sent another tremor through her. She’d never had sex without a condom, but she suddenly wanted to, with all three of them. It would be something they would need to talk about. She was already on the pill and had been for years. Still, there were things other than pregnancy to worry about.

Kyle came with a roar, slamming deep and holding himself buried in her while his cock flexed and jerked inside her. “Ahh, Brenna. Brenna. I love you,” he whispered hoarsely as he dropped his head to plant a panting kiss on her shoulder.

Her legs slid down until they rested in his elbows. Then he was gone before she could offer the words back.

Travis stepped up. “You look so beautiful. Your skin is flushed from orgasm. You’ve got this look in your eyes that sets a man’s blood on fire.”

“Travis,” she moaned.

“I’m right here. Can you take me?”

She nodded. He eased her back on the bed until her feet no longer dangled off.

“Roll over on your stomach,” he urged, one hand on her hip to help.

She did as he wanted, but when she would have rose to her hands and knees, he stayed her with a hand against her back. “Stay like that,” he crooned.

He nudged her legs apart and skimmed one hand under her belly once he was in place between her thighs. Lifting her just enough, he pressed his sheathed cock against her and easily slipped inside. He spread his fingers wide on her stomach and used his other hand to brace against the bed.

“You feel so good,” he told her. “I love the way you feel around my dick. I love the curve of your ass cushioning my thrusts. The way your hair falls down your back.”

“Travis.” She moaned his name again.

“Shh,” he whispered. “Just let me love you,” he pleaded.

She lifted one hand up to wrap with the fingers he had placed on the bed. The other she fisted in the bedding beneath her cheek. She turned her head to the side and glanced up at him. His smile was soft and sure, and she could see the pleasure he felt on his face. Their gazes locked and held as he moved inside her.

The wicked curve to his penis had him hitting just the right spot with every stroke. Though she’d had three orgasms, in this position, with the skilled tapping of her G-spot, she found herself unbelievably heading toward a fourth.

“You feel so good,” she rasped to him. “I can’t… Oh, God…” She couldn’t finish a thought much less a sentence as he picked up the tempo and pumped a bit faster.

He slid the hand on her stomach down far enough that he could get a finger on her clit and rubbed back and forth over it. She wiggled and moaned, clawing at the cover with her free hand. It was so good, she couldn’t lie flat any longer. She inched up her legs until she could get her knees under her. Travis adjusted as she rose and began a pounding rhythm that had the bed rocking on its frame.

“Oh, God!” she screamed. She had her head dangling and was rubbing her forehead back and forth against the mattress while she wailed. “So good. So good,” she chanted over and over again as she felt the intense pleasure wash through her.

Travis grunted and rode her faster as he orgasmed. He pressed impossibly deeper, lifting her knees slightly off the mattress. He held her suspended for one brief moment then eased her down flat and rested on top of her. She could feel the gallop of his heartbeat against her back, mimicking the racing of hers.