Theirs to Keep

“Mmmmm…”

Camden let out a groan as I reached into my little bag of tricks, sucking him hard while sliding my tongue along the underside of his impressive shaft. He was getting even bigger, hard. More ready than ever for what came next, and I had no doubt in mind as to what that might be.

You’re about to fuck two guys!

Hell yeah I was. And I was going to let myself enjoy it, too.

At the same time…

The reality of the idea was enormous, when you looked at it as a whole. These weren’t two ordinary guys, not by any means. Physically they were hard and shredded, tall and enormous. They were best friends, since childhood. Two people who’d shared so much in life, who felt so comfortable around each other that they could actually share this moment, simultaneously, with the same woman.

And somehow that lucky woman was me.

And they’re your bosses, too. Don’t forget that part.

I couldn’t, really. And maybe that was somewhat of a turn-on as well. As if I really needed more turning on, at this point.

“Try her, bro.”

Bryce’s words sent another flash of sexual heat rocketing through my core. He was offering me to his friend. Giving access to my body to him, like he was sharing the other half of a sandwich.

And speaking of being sandwiched…

Camden enjoyed me for a few more strokes, pinning my hair back over my ears so he could watch me go down on him. I was being rocked back and forth, spit-roasted between them. Somehow I still kept my balance, even using one hand to pump him with my fist.

My newest lover nodded at his friend and I felt Bryce withdraw slowly. He felt reluctant to pull out. I was equally reluctant to see him go.

Then I was pushed onto my back, and Camden was nudging his way between my thighs. I opened my arms to welcome him.

Holy shit, Karissa.

His body felt enormous, and so incredibly powerful. I could barely get my arms over his shoulders.

“Guess you can after all,” I chided him, playing with the back of his hair. Camden responded with a half-smile that was more of a smirk. He guided himself against me with one strong arm, dragging himself through my wetness before pushing the head in first.

Oh God.

I bit my lip. Squeaked a little, like a mouse.

Then he sank into me, my thighs opening so wide it felt like he was splitting me open.

Twelve

CAMDEN

Plunging into her was the greatest feeling in the world, just as I knew it would be. Those long, sexy legs. That soft, feminine body so tight and warm as it squirmed beneath mine. She had that natural beauty that so few women possess, coupled with eyes that were expressive and soulful… and locked on mine.

Still, entering her was the most frightening thing in the world, too.

Damn.

I was disappointed in myself, but also elated. Half guilt-ridden, and half consumed by raw, unchecked lust.

In other words, I was an emotional mess.

She even feels like her.

The thought was intrusive, even sacrilegious. I shoved it away quickly. If I was about to do this — and it sure looked like I was — I needed to live in the moment. I had to enjoy it, and make it good for her, too. Even as my brain reeled with an overload of the most nostalgic déjá-vu.