Gun Shy (8 page)

She obeyed and opened her lips, widening them as far as they could go so she could take him deep inside. Drew knew when she’d hit her threshold. She gulped as she tried to work saliva back into her mouth. She pulled back, a resolute expression on her face, and tried again.

She was trying to deep-throat Scott!

“Fuck,” he mumbled. Why hadn’t he told her to go to him? Why had he thought it’d be a good idea for her to please Scott first? Was he crazy?

His gaze on her throat, he looked on as she worked on his friend, sucking on him and licking him and—

God, her focus was absolute.

She was, quite simply, magnificent.

He wanted her so badly he thought about stopping the game so they could play. All three of them. Years of mastering his body paid off, however, and he managed to hold back.

He couldn’t help jerking himself off though. Even he wasn’t that good!

As soon as Scott had come inside her mouth, she’d been told to move back into position. So she had. And now, here she was again, half-naked and bent over the coffee table. Who would have thought her roommates could be so naughty? A shiver ran up her spine, but she quickly clamped it down. No moving. Nuh-uh.

Except that the movie was doing things to her insides. Between the knowledge that the two men were staring at her naked curves and getting a kick out of it and the dirtiest porn film she’d ever seen, it was no wonder really she felt ready to take this to the next level.

So why aren’t you moving?
her mind countered. But of course! If she moved she’d get another punishment, hopefully something that would mean they’d start playing with her body. Anything really but if someone could touch her pussy, she’d be in heaven right now. She desperately needed their touch. Craved it even.

She brought her attention back to the screen and her eyes widened at the new scene  unfolding there. It was weirdly reminiscent of what Scott had said earlier, the woman on her hands and knees with a man behind her, working at slipping a black leather-looking plug into her ass. Kris gulped. Oh damn.

This time her shiver was a lot longer. A lot more pronounced, too. Juices seeped between her thighs, and just knowing she was wet for them made her squeeze her legs together.

A palm landed on her butt seconds later.

“Hey!”

“You knew the rules, baby,” the voice said.

She closed her eyes and focused, realizing it was Drew behind her. Of course, it was. “I need you,” she heard herself moan.

The hand stilled. “What?”

“Please. I like the games, I do, but I need you inside me now.”

“Is that so?”

She nodded, the too abrupt movement making her feel dizzy. Gasping, she reared back and blindly reached for him. Strong arms encircled her waist and pulled her against a hard chest.

She laid her forehead against his soft cotton tee and sighed. “Sorry. Got dizzy there for a second.”

“Shit. Are you okay?” He nudged her face up. “Kris?”

She blinked. “I’m fine.”

Scott appeared at their side. “Are you sure, baby? We can stop if you’re not feeling well.”

No!
The word slashed through her brain. No, because if they stopped now they might never get this chance again. They were leaving in the morning. This was the only time they could do this. Who knew how they’d feel at their return, if they’d still want her. No, they needed to do this now…and do it well.

Pushing on Drew’s chest, she stepped back from him and said, “I want you.”

They stared back at her as if they had no idea what to say.

“Come on!” she called out over her shoulder as she brushed past them. She knew where they needed to go. She had an inkling Scott liked toys, and his bedroom sounded better and better with every passing second.

Scott strode into his room, only to stumble and nearly fall flat on his face. Kicking at the clothes still littering the floor, he kept his eyes fixed on the woman who was facing away from them. She’d tugged the duvet off the bed and was currently moving onto her hands and knees, the clothes Drew had cut off still hanging from her.

She was nearly naked, but she didn’t appear to care. Her breasts jiggled at each of her movements, the black lace under them only highlighting how creamy-looking her skin was. Denim cinched her waist and stopped right where her curls were. He frowned. The thatch of hair looked remarkably smaller than before. Had she shaved for them? His cock twitched, reminding him why they were here in the first place.

“Are you sure?” he heard himself ask as he came to a stand at the foot of the bed.

She nodded as she grabbed two pillows and slid them under her stomach.

“What are you doing?” Drew asked as he joined them.

“Isn’t it obvious?” she answered, moving so her elbows held her up.

Scott stared at her, at that ass he couldn’t wait to take.

“I get it.” He quickly strode to his bed stand and rummaged through the drawer. “Catch!” he called out before hurling a tube to Drew, who promptly grabbed it midair. Scott found what else he was looking for and moved back to his friend, proudly displaying the thin plug he’d picked.

“Fuck!” Drew gasped when he realized what was going to happen. “Oh, thank you Jesus!”

That made Scott laugh, but the sound died when he turned to face the lovely woman on his bed. “Ready, Kris?”

“Ready!” she called out.

And she looked it, he thought as he knelt behind her. She’d chosen the perfect position. Her posture seemed relaxed, her legs not even tensing when he brushed against them. When he opened her thighs wider, however, and noticed how wet she was, he knew there would be no going back.

Not now. Not ever.

Chapter Nine

It was the oddest feeling ever.

It also felt deliciously naughty, like something she’d fantasized about but never thought she’d ever try.

Her elbows digging into the mattress, she held herself as still as humanly possible as Scott pressed the plug inward. Her rose had popped open only minutes before, a gasp lodging in her throat at the feeling of that inexorable push.

She was getting used to it though. She just hoped it was the same when it was him inside her instead of this smallish toy. She knew his size after all. She’d tried to deep-throat him earlier, and it hadn’t been pretty.

“Are you sure it shouldn’t be Drew first? He’s smaller.”

“Thanks, babe. I appreciate it.”

She winced at Drew’s response. “Sorry! I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just… It’ll hurt less, right?”

“She’s right,” Scott answered somewhere near her butt. She felt the stubble on his chin graze the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. A shudder ran through her at the unintentional caress.

“I’m not smaller!”

She rolled her eyes. “You’re longer and thinner. Scott’s thicker. Can we please move on? I still say you should be first.”

“First? Does that mean you want us both to take you here?” Scott asked, tapping the end of the plug. It resonated inside her, the feeling unlike anything she’d ever felt before.

“God. Yes. I mean, I’ll try. Yes.”

“You’re one amazing woman, you know that?” Drew’s face appeared beside her, his lips finding hers a moment later. She let him take over the kiss, losing herself in the way he made her feel with just the caress of his tongue and mouth. And when he pulled back, it was only because Scott had announced it was done.

“What do you mean?” She tried looking over her shoulder.

“Can’t you feel it, sweetheart? It’s inside you. To the hilt.”

“Oh.” She wiggled her hips a little, shifting from side to side until she decided whether or not she liked it. She flopped onto her back on the bed. “Take me!” she called out, opening her arms.

Laughter met her words.

“What’s gotten into you?” Drew asked with a smirk.

“Well, not you at the rate this is going.” She pouted as she leaned back onto her hands, her breasts shifting slightly.

His gaze zeroed in on them, his hand reaching out to flick one nipple. “You want more, I take it?” he murmured.

She watched him kneel down beside her and smiled. “Yes!”

“Are you ready to come, Kristyn?” Scott asked, already settling between her thighs. This was déjà vu, he thought, recalling what had happened in this very bedroom only days before. But this time, they were going all the way.

They’d fuck her to heaven and back, in her pussy, her ass, everywhere. He wanted to hear her screams ring over his head, feel her nails bite into his back as he pounded into her. “Let’s do this.”

She was already moaning when he got to her breasts. He wasn’t sure whether it was because of him or what his friend was doing, but he decided not to care. After all, they both had the same goal. They wanted to please their lovely roommate.

He took one nipple between his lips and sucked, his hand cupping her other breast, her skin as soft as before. Her areolas were a dark pink when he pulled back, the buds surrounded by crinkled skin. He smiled, proud of his work.

Her hips rocked up, and he looked down just in time to see Scott spread her pussy lips with both thumbs, exposing her to their avid eyes.

Her clit was instantly recognizable, standing out amidst all that pale pink flesh like a beacon. He nearly salivated at the thought of sucking on it until she came. He wondered how her juices tasted, if it was really as good as what his friend had described during their morning run.

He watched Scott’s face lower and reacted unconsciously. “Stop!”

Kris groaned in disappointment. “Come on. I need this!”

Scott looked at him, clearly waiting for him to explain why he’d interrupted them like that. “Let’s switch. I want to taste her.”

Scott stared at him in silence for a moment before nodding. “Sounds fair.”

Drew nearly let out a sigh of relief. Instead, giddiness spurred him on. He never thought he’d be dying to lick a woman’s pussy, but Kristyn was different. This felt different. Usually, he was a fuck-and-disappear kind of guy, only interested in getting himself off as fast as possible. Oh, he liked blowjobs. He liked pleasuring women too, but he hadn’t found someone worthwhile in so long that he couldn’t actually remember the last time he’d gone down on one.

He just hung out at Hell’s Dune with his fellow SEALs and waited for someone to show their interest. He only needed to take them outside the bar or even to the bathrooms, and he got what he needed. Simple.

He imagined Kris in such a situation and nearly grinned.

“Stop smiling and start touching!” said woman snapped, her voice tense.

“Are you sure giving me orders is a good idea?” he teased her as he slid up the bed and positioned himself between her legs.

“Oh.” She blinked. “Drew?”

“Yeah?” He wasn’t really following the conversation now, too busy checking her out from up close. She’d shaved since their last time together. Her lips were bare, her curls forming a thinner line that stopped right where it became interesting. He hummed as the scent of her arousal drifted all over him. She was so fucking wet!

“Make me come. Pretty please?”

He hadn’t needed to be told twice!

Kristyn’s thighs spread even more under the pressure of his torso, her knees forced to lie against the mattress. The position was somewhat uncomfortable, but it wasn’t as if she was going to tell him off, not when he was slowly tracing her slit, from her clit to her opening, down to where the plug hung out of her.

“Ohhh,” she moaned, the sound growing louder with each passing minute.

Scott was busy playing with her breasts, shaping them and weighing them with obvious relish. Two fingers on each nipple, he squeezed then twisted them to the left. She gasped at the sharp pain echoing throughout her. But instead of telling him to stop, she found herself asking him to do it again.

He chuckled softly, the sound wrapping around her.

That movie had aroused her, but it was nothing compared to what these two men could do. Drew’s tongue flicked her clit. Her thighs clenched around his shoulders, but he didn’t pay it any mind, simply kept on licking her pussy as if his life depended on it.

When his fingers trailed downward and grabbed the end of the plug, she braced herself. And rightly so. He twisted it inside her, just like that. He didn’t warn her, didn’t stop sucking on her clit either.

“God!” she cried out, her heels digging into the bed. Stars appeared in front of her eyes, and she knew what that meant. “Again!”

They both responded, Scott pinching her nipples while Drew twisted the toy another forty-five degrees.

She went flying.

There was just no other description for how her body reacted or felt when the rest of the world faded to black.