She craned her neck so she could kiss Michael. Then she murmured, “This means a lot to me. That you’re so concerned about me. That you both want me.”
Michael let out a low groan. “So fucking much.”
She tur
ned back to Sam. Kissed him as well. Against his lips, she said, “I am so ready for you. Don’t make me wait any longer.”
Michael lifted her thigh and draped it over Sam’s hip. Then Michael shifted away and she heard him rummage in the nightstand drawer. Heard the tearing of foil and a few seconds later there was a drizzle of lubricant along her cleft.
He said, “I’m going to enter you first. So you can get used to how I feel. If it’s too much, sweetheart, just say it.”
She glanced over her shoulder and smiled softly. “Thank you. But I’ve done my homework.”
He kissed her, then muttered in a teasing tone, “Of course you have.”
To Sam, she asked, “You’ll be able to feel him, too, when you’re inside me?”
“Yeah.”
“And that turns you on?”
“Not in the way you think.” Sam explained, “It’ll turn me on to know he’s buried as deep as I am and that you’re getting the ultimate in fulfillment.”
“That’s a lot for a woman to process.”
Sam chuckled and the low rumbling reverberated within her.
Scarlet added, “I’ve had the most amazing fantasies about the two of you.” And they had her teeming with excitement as much as the reality of lying between these two enticing men.
Sam kissed her again as his hand massaged her breast. From behind her, the tip of Michael’s cock nudged that small, forbidden hole. As much as she’d become a fan of these men’s brand of trouble, she was also fascinated with the forbidden.
Michael pressed slightly into her. She broke her kiss with Sam as a tiny cry leapt from her mouth. There was a mild searing, but it was mixed with exhilaration. Her inner muscles naturally tightened.
“No,” Michael said on a strained breath. “Try to stay relaxed. It’s a damn snug fit as it is and I’m barely in. I want you to feel all of me.”
Scarlet wanted to scream for him to thrust into her. She wanted to feel all of him, too. But she also knew that the position required delicacy.
It was just that both men were stoking the internal flames and it was all so scorching hot. Sam’s hand left her breast and he rubbed her clit, keeping her dripping. He tongued her nipple, then suckled, and that distracted her enough that she didn’t clench Michael’s cock as he eased a little farther into her.
She craned her neck just enough so that she could see Michael. He captured her mouth in a sizzling kiss. He inched into her and a moan lodged in her throat. He was bigger than her toys—and felt a million times better. Supple skin covering rigid muscle. His cock throbbed and it stimulated the sensitive tissue.
The more he gave her, the more her pleasure intensified, darkened.
When he pressed as far as he could and his balls were nestled in her cleft, Scarlet tore her mouth from his.
“Oh, God!” Heat raged through her veins.
Michael quietly said one word: “Sam.”
She kept her gaze on Michael as Sam two fingers inside her, apparently to help her assimilate to the double penetration.
“That feels good,” she told them. “So good.”
Michael remained still behind her, but Sam stroked her pussy while suckling her nipples, giving them equal attention. The pressure mounted within her again. She could come just like this. But she wanted everything they had to offer.
Her gaze fell on Sam. Her hand slipped from his biceps to encircle his shaft. She pumped, eliciting a primal groan from him.
“I need you, too. Inside me,” she said. “I’m ready. God, I am so very ready.”