Love Under Two Cowboys (13 page)

Wrists together and held over her head, legs spread and anchored in two strong, male hands, Carrie felt more vulnerable than she had in her entire life. Yet despite that vulnerability, she felt completely safe.

“You have such a pretty little pussy, sugar. I like that little landing strip you left for us to play on. Do you have your pussy waxed?”

Carrie licked suddenly dry lips. “Mmm, about every six weeks or so.”

Chase grinned. “Maybe next time you can do a full Californian. I hear it makes your pussy and anus very sensitive. We’re going to play with all of you. Eventually, you’ll beg us to fuck you in tandem—one of us in your cunt, the other in your ass.”

Oh, God.
He hadn’t even really touched her and she was already so close. “Please, Chase.”

“Please what, sugar?”

Oh, the devil!
He was teasing her. Since they’d both been talking dirty to her, arousing her, she guessed turnabout was fair play. “Please put your mouth on my cunt and eat me.”

“Mmm, with pleasure.” He let go of her ankles and settled down slowly between her spread legs, his wide shoulders forcing her legs apart even further.

He inhaled deeply, and Carrie shivered. How sexy was that, having a man inhale her pussy scent? He blew a stream of warm moist air on her cunt and she couldn’t help but clench her muscles. When she saw his grin, she knew he had seen her labia quiver for him.

“
Please
.” The waiting was driving her insane.

“Let’s see if you taste like sugar, sugar.”

Carrie moaned as Chase leaned in and lavished a long, luscious lick on her slit, from bottom to clit. Then he pressed his slightly opened lips against her opening, and rubbed them back and forth, spreading her juices over his mouth and igniting a firestorm of Eros against her flesh.

Brian petted and teased her breasts, first one, and then the other. He stroked his fingers over and under, then would pinch and pluck her nipples. Then he bent his head over her and sucked one pointed peak into the hot cavern of his mouth. She arched against him and tugged at his hold on her wrists, but he held her fast.

Chase licked and he lapped, stabbing his tongue into her again and again, and then withdrawing. Then he slid that tongue along her labia, over her clit, and back to her opening again. Fast and furious, her arousal climbed and climbed and
climbed
. She’d never been so horny! She needed to come so badly, yet the way they held her, the way they played her, she could do nothing but take this incredible pleasure they practically forced upon her.

Chase chuckled against her cunt, and the vibrations nearly,
nearly
made her go over the edge.

Then he moved slightly, inserted two fingers into her pussy, and sucked her clit into his mouth.

“
Oh, my God! Chase!
” Carrie screamed his name as she came, the orgasm a fierce storm of sensation that sizzled throughout her body, nipples to clit and right out to her fingers and toes. Again and again the spasms rocked her, the pleasure so intense she could have sworn she saw fireworks.

Chase moved quickly before the last spasm faded. He gained his knees, and then pressed close to her. He hooked her legs over his arms, spreading her even wider, pulling her close to him so that her ass nudged his knees. Then he pushed his sheathed cock against her cunt lips and slid deep inside her in one solid push.

“Oh,
yes
. Oh, Chase, you feel so good inside me.” She flexed her inner muscles to give him a welcome caress. Brian released her hands and edged up on the bed, and Carrie turned her head toward him.

His cock waved at her, inches from her mouth, its purple head already sporting a glistening drop of pre-cum. She could smell him, a tangy, savory aroma that made her think of raw sex. She opened her mouth, tongue out, and swirled it around the bottom of his cockhead. Then she closed her lips over him and sucked him in.

The heat of his cock in her mouth, the sensation of her tongue running up and down his shaft and the salty flavor of that drop did amazing things to her libido, fanning the embers of her passion. How could she be so horny so soon after two incredible orgasms? Carrie didn’t know, and she didn’t care. She left every single thought behind as she gave and she took. Brian moved his cock in and out of her mouth. Needing to please him, she formed her lips into a perfect “O” around his dick, and gave him tiny little sucks as he moved inside her.

The slide of Chase’s cock slowly moving in and out of her pussy seemed to stroke every nerve ending. He moved so that the hair of his groin brushed her clit. Each inward thrust made her jerk and shiver and moan.

“Let’s see if we can all come at the same time,” Chase said.

Brian caressed Carrie’s hair. “Don’t come until I do, darlin’.”

His position on the bed beside and above her gave him a little leverage, so that he began to thrust his hips a little faster.

His cock neared the back of her throat and she tried to relax her throat muscles, needing to let him take what he would.

“That is so hot, watching him fuck your mouth,” Chase said. “You look good with cock in your mouth, Carrie.”

Carrie closed her eyes, her focus absolute as she sucked and clenched and felt her peak approach. She moved her right hand up and cupped Brian’s balls, then squeezed them gently.

He sucked in a breath and groaned. “You have a fucking wonderful mouth, darlin’. Will you drink my cum?”

Carrie answered him by leaving the teasing behind and drawing on him in earnest. She’d never tasted a man’s seed, never given this personal a gift but she wanted, needed, to give it to him now. She squeezed her inner muscles, sending a rippling caress along Chase’s cock. She needed to give these men everything.

“Dayum, woman,
yeah
, just like that. Just a bit…I’m so close…hell, here it comes!”

Carrie sucked and swallowed even as she felt Chase begin to thrust in deep, fast strokes. Then Chase cursed, and held himself deep inside her. Reaching down, he pinched her clit, and Carrie began to come for the third time.

Unable to think, unable to move, unable to control, Carrie could only swallow and wallow and come in one long, perfect spiral of erotic bliss.

How could he have known she would taste like forever?

Chase sighed as he braced his arms on the bed on either side of her and tried to catch his breath. “God in Heaven, woman, I think you wrecked me.”

Carrie made a sound in her throat and raised her right hand off the bed for a moment, only to let it drop again.

Chase grinned. He guessed he and Brian had pretty well wrecked her, too.

“Three.” She sighed. “Three orgasms in one night. Holy hell.”

“Sorry, darlin’. We’ll try to do better. It’s just that we’re out of practice.”

Chase chuckled, as much from his brother’s words as from the sensation of Carrie jiggling under him.

“’S all right. I forgive you. Good night.”

She closed her eyes, and he was still sheathed within her. Her left hand still cupped Brian’s balls, and his cock, which had been on the flaccid side, brushed her cheek.

He raised one eyebrow as his gaze met Bri’s. “Clearly, sugar, we have to work on your stamina.”

“Mm. I thought I did okay.”

Her eyes were still closed, and he thought in that moment she was the cutest damn thing he’d even seen.

Brian eased his sac from her hand, and then backed off the bed. Chase stretched right out on top of Carrie and put his mouth on hers.

“Mmm.” She opened to his kiss, and he used his lips and tongue to soothe and seduce, to entice and entreat. When he ended the kiss he held himself still, his lips just hovering above hers.

She used that pink little tongue to sweep her lips, gathering in the taste of her own nectar he’d just shared with her.

When she opened her eyes, he said, “You did excellently well, sugar, but that was only the first act.”

He waited until he knew she’d understood him—he figured she was there when her eyes widened—and then he slid his hands under her and lifted her.

His cock came out of her, of course, because he was only semihard. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he knelt with her on the bed. She laid her head on his shoulder and he grinned. Damned if her trust in him not to drop her wasn’t the sexiest damn thing he’d ever known.

He carried her into the bathroom where Brian had already turned on the shower. He came over, lifted Carrie into his arms, and took her into the enclosure, under the spray.

Chase rid himself of the condom, turned on the jets of the hot tub so it would be ready for them, and then joined his brother and his woman in the shower.

“Oh, my God, I’ve imagined this shower. I never saw one with so many showerheads.”

Brian had one arm wrapped around her waist, with her front plastered against his. She had her eyes closed again, but her head tipped back as she took advantage of the water raining down upon her.

She didn’t have much hair, so it didn’t take Chase long to lather and rinse it. He’d always thought that he preferred long hair on a woman. Now he knew, he just preferred
this
woman, and however she wore her hair was just fine by him.

Carrie made erotic sounds of pleasure as he massaged her scalp. “You’re very tactile, aren’t you? We’ll have to go to one of those fancy bath shops and get some nice massage oil. I can just imagine you under our hands as we massage you.”

“Oh, God, I’d likely melt right into the bed. Y’all are going to spoil me.”

“Oh, you bet we are,” Brian said. “And we’ll love every minute of doing so, too.”

They’d stocked some conditioner on the chance they’d have her right here with them, and so he massaged a generous dollop into her hair. The scent, a light, teasing floral fragrance, had made him think of her when he’d smelled it at the store.

Once he’d rinsed the conditioner out, he eased her against him so that Brian could lather his hands and wash her body.

“Darlin’, you feel so good beneath my hands.”

Chase watched the pleasure on his brother’s face. How awesome was it that they loved the same woman? They’d shared before, a couple of times. For them and the women involved, it had been lighthearted, fun and games, sort of friends with benefits. They’d pleasured the woman between them, of course, and treated each one with absolute respect.

But they hadn’t loved them, the way they both already loved Carrie. They hadn’t felt that soul-deep connection and unparalleled pleasure, as he could see on Brian’s face, as he felt deep inside himself, now.

“Turn around, darlin’, and let me do your back.”

“I want to play, too.”

Chase said, “Don’t worry, you will. Here.” He handed her another bar of soap. “You can start with me.”

He shivered with the delicacy of her touch, made even more ethereal with the addition of soap bubbles. She stroked his chest, swirling around his nipples, using her fingernails to give her own version of a massage as she scraped them gently through the hair of his chest.

He bit back a groan, not at all surprised when his cock hardened. As she brought her hands downward, his randy dick actually bobbed as if to greet her.

“Oh my, what do you know? It’s awake.” She looked up and met his gaze. She appeared so young, and so…carefree. He guessed her past had weighed on her—how could it not? He vowed then and there to do all he could to ensure she never carried her burdens alone again.

“Huh. I wonder how that happened?”

Carrie giggled. She used her hands to stroke and caress, and man, he didn’t think his cock had ever been so well bathed in his entire life.

“I’ve heard that some men name their cocks.” She cupped her hands to catch some water, and did a damn fine job of rinsing him.

He said, “Is that right?”

“It is. And I was wondering, does your cock have a name?”

He cupped her face, drawing her gaze up from his very needy little buddy so that he could look into her eyes. “It does indeed have a name.”

Carrie’s eyes widened. “Oh, you have to tell me!”

He bent down, kissed her, a short, carnal kiss, then eased back. “It’s called yours. And I think you need to take it into your mouth and make it feel nice and warm and welcome.”

Carrie grinned. “Why don’t I just do that little thing?”

Chase had planned to give her some smart-ass reply, but his thoughts disintegrated on a groan when she promptly bent over and turned words into action.

* * * *

Carrie had thought herself too exhausted to make love anymore that night. She’d been wrong, of course.

It had only taken a few minutes under the warm spray, with Chase washing her hair and Brian smoothing soap all over her body to light her fires anew. And as they’d been playing, a new hunger had exploded inside of her. The hunger to suck Chase’s cock into her mouth and drink his seed.

She opened her mouth and slid her lips over his cockhead, then continued to take him into her, as deep as she could. She breathed deeply when his cock hit the back of her throat. She wanted to grin when she realized she would need to practice in order to do this right, in order to deep-throat them.