Trading with the Boys

Striding toward them, I allowed my veil to trail out behind me. Tate’s eyes were glued to my legs, more specifically, the fancy tops of my garters. Jacob’s eyes darted everywhere, as if he couldn’t decide where to look.

“So… which one of you gets to go first?” I teased, standing before them. I turned around and stopped for a moment, giving them both a good look at my ass. I felt fingers drag across the sensitive surface as one of them touched it. Reaching back, I grabbed the offending wrist and caught it firmly.

“You, huh?” I smirked, whirling on Jacob. “Well that settles it then.”

Still looking Jacob directly in the eye, I turned and straddled his friend. Tate sighed as I slid my warm thighs over his. I lifted the veil just enough, then threw it over both of our heads as I leaned in and started kissing him.

Mmmmm… I’ll never get used to this!

Tate’s tongue slid past mine, our lips locked tightly as he breathed his soul into me. Already I was drenched. The heat between our bodies felt like liquid fire.

“Damn,” Jacob pouted.

With my arms dangling lightly over Tate’s shoulders, I turned to him sympathetically. “Should’ve been more patient,” I winked.

We kissed hungrily, until eventually I was working my way down his neck. When I got to his chest I reached deftly into the cooler and palmed a piece of ice. With only his friend watching, I slid it past my lips then closed my mouth over one taut side of Tate’s beautiful chest…

His surprised jump — followed by a hiss of pleasure — was music to my ears.

So. Fucking. Hot.

It wasn’t pain he felt, only the surprise of the sudden temperature change. Between my lips and his hot skin, the ice was melting fast. Water ran down his body in icy rivulets, creating glistening rivers that pooled in the perfect valleys of his rippled abs.

I smiled at Jacob one more time, then dipped my head to lick them up.

“Okay, okay,” he said impatiently. “I want a turn.”

His hands went to my body, sliding over my hips from behind. Tate’s palms were already busy on my breasts, kneading them gently while dragging his palms across my rock-hard nipples.

“Oh you’ll get a turn,” I purred, tantalizingly. “But first, you watch.”

I was still straddling Tate’s lap, grinding downwar

d against the knot straining to break free of his boxers. They were both kissing me now, their faces buried beneath the veil on either side of my neck. As I raised my chin and sighed at the ceiling, I could’ve sworn I saw heaven itself.

“I have another surprise for you boys tonight,” I whispered. “An all new secret.”

Together they leaned in close. Slipping an arm around each of their heads, I put my lips between their ears.

“You can come in me tonight,” I sighed sexily, emphasizing the word in the dirtiest fashion. “In fact, you’d better come inside me…”

The two of them gave me the same inquisitive, but lust-addled look. I nodded, smiling. It was something we’d talked about, and something I was eager to do.

“I started my birth control again, earlier in the week.”

Their expressions changed. Their hard bodies stiffened, practically exploding with new levels of arousal.

“God, I can’t wait for you to fill me up...”

I’d stopped taking the pill long ago. There simply wasn’t any need to. But now I was excited for it all over again. Eager to consummate our unorthodox relationship in this one last, very intimate way.

“Okay, I need you in my lap now,” Jacob demanded. His demand was punctuated by a squeeze of his strong, landscaper’s hands. “I don’t know where you picked up this sexy bride outfit, but it’s definitely—”

“This was my bridal lingerie,” I sighed, cutting him off.

The guys stopped to look at each other again, this time in disbelief. “It is?”

I nodded and my veil nodded with me. “Yes.”