“And I want to do a lot more than just kiss,” Cooper added, shrugging out of his own shirt before helping Nolan undress me.
Between them the two men unhooked my bra and slipped it away from me while offering their hands as new support for my exposed breasts. Four hands being more able than two, between them they stripped me without me keeping track of whose hands were where, especially because of the way they teased my sensitive nipples throughout.
“Damn, how is it that your body is even sexier than it ever was?”
“No shit,” Nolan growled once I was finally naked and standing between them. “You’re already making me so hard, Poppy.”
I turned to the side so I could touch them both at the same time, reaching out to let my fingers trail down each of their broad, muscular chests. “I want both of you to get naked with me. It isn’t fair that I have to wait while y’all get to have all the fun.”
Of course, I was having a lot of fun, but my little bit of mock pouting seemed to do the trick. Within seconds, both men were nearly stumbling over to get out of their rain-soaked pants.
My God.
And they thought I was the sexy one? The years had been very kind to my guys, filling their lean bodies out with the kind of tanned, toned muscles that came from months and years of physical labor out in the hot sun.
“Like what you see?” Cooper asked with a wink. His hard rod jutted out mere inches from my hand.
Jeez, did I?
That would be a firm yes from me.
I belatedly realized I’d been smiling the entire time as they stripped in front of me, but I wasn’t embarrassed or apologetic like I might have been with someone else. We three had history.
“I love what I see,” I answered, reaching out to stroke him while I turned my attention to Nolan. “From both of you. Lord, they don’t make guys like you out in L.A.”
And it was the truth. Even after all my years away, there was still something so damn sexy about these corn-fed farm boys, and I couldn’t stop myself from letting my hands roam over their firm bodies.
“Fuck,” Nolan grunted as his cock twitched impatiently. “I need to be inside you. Need to taste you. Need...”
“Not yet,” I teased, finally stroking him a little as I took my other hand away from Cooper’s erection “You’re going to get a chance to do whatever you want. I promise. But first...” I grinned as I dropped down to my knees in front of them. “First, it’s my turn.”
“Ladies first,” Cooper grinned, his hard length bobbing in appreciation right in front of my face. “Is this the right time to tell you I’ve fantasized too often about seeing you on your knees like this?”
“That’s TMI, man.” Nolan snapped.
But he was wrong. I loved hearing about the guys having dirty thoughts of me like that.
And it was one of those things where I wasn’t sure which of us enjoyed it more: him looking down at me while enjoying what I did to him, or me looking up at him and watching him come undone while his length twitched and leaked precum in my mouth.
He was bigger than I remembered, not that I’d ever gotten as far with either of them before. We’d mostly stuck to kisses and cuddles with just the occasional handy fumble.
I only managed to take in a little at a time, but it was still enough to pull a low, deep moan from his chest.
“So fucking sexy.”
His words made me smile inward to myself, even if my full mouth could not.
“Sweet Jesus Christ, Poppy.” Cooper reached out and gently guided my head with his hand. “That’s... so good.”
I took him a little deeper, savoring his taste and the way he moaned my name, before easing back and moving over to Nolan.
With the tip of my tongue, I teased by lapping at the smooth swollen head and circumnavigating the ridge.
Only when he moaned did I wrap my lips around the crown and slowly suck him in.
“Fuck, Poppy. I will never get tired of watching you suck cock.”
I’d never get tired of doing it.
Not to these two guys.
I loved the way they reacted with approving groans.
If they liked receiving and they both liked watching and I liked doing it, we had a winning combination.
Within a few minutes, I had Nolan moaning as he almost came undone.
Coop took himself in hand. “I want to make you come, Poppy, and I want to watch Nolan make you come. I want us both to fuck you and cover you in our cum. Does that sound good?”
How could it not sound good?
The man had just put my secret fantasies into words.
How good it actually sounded made my pussy throb with longing.