Jock Blocked: A Billionaires on the Beach

Then there was Brock. He was the tallest, biggest, strongest of the three of them and he had a cock to match. It was huge with a thick vein running along the top. It didn’t seem possible that something that size could fit inside me, but I sure as hell hoped that someday, I’d get a chance to find out.

He stepped closer, and I caught his smirk. He obviously knew what I’d been looking at. Rather than be embarrassed, I just raised an eyebrow. “I still haven’t been kissed under a waterfall, you know.”

“Until now,” he said. He fisted his hand in my hair, which had come loose, and tilted my head back. His mouth closed over mine, and for the third time, he took control of every fiber of my being. When Brock kissed me, everything else in the world faded away. Everything.

His strong arms engulfed me, and he tilted his head at an angle, which he hadn’t done before. I found out why a few seconds later. He dipped me backward, and the water splashed down over my hair, like a shower only stronger. The way he’d positioned his head kept the water from hitting my face. Instead, it streamed over his head and down both our bodies as he kissed the hell of me.

It was the sexiest kiss I’d ever had. Not that I’d had a whole lot of naked kisses with naked men.

Brock’s hands slid down my body and he cupped my ass, lifting off my feet. I squealed as he carried me, afraid he’d slip, but he had me. He set me back on my feet at the edge of the falls where the water wasn’t as forceful.

He used his large body to press me against the rock wall behind me. As his mouth met mine again, he slid his hands up my body and pushed my arms up, pinning both of my hands against the rocks above me with one of his.

With my hands trapped above me, my body was stretched out. I arched my back, wanting to feel him pressed against me. Instead, I felt something else. Kincade was suddenly there, cupping and lifting my breast while Brock claimed my mouth. Kincade thumbed my nipple, making it even harder, and then he pinched it slightly. I gasped, but Brock captured my bottom lip between his teeth, focusing my attention back on him.

It felt unbelievable with one man kissing me and another caressing my breast. My back arched more as Brock moved his mouth down to nip at my jawline. And then along my throat. By the time he angled his way toward my other breast, I was moaning in anticipation. Without speaking, the two men somehow coordinated with each other, and they descended on my nipples at the same time. Two mouths sucked my hard tips in. Two tongues swirled around my peaks, making me moan.

And both of those men sure as hell knew what they were doing.

With his free hand, Brock reached down and teased the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. I groaned, my back arched, my eyes closed. And that’s when Brock lifted my leg, hugging it to his abs, and I remembered that there was a third man present.

A warm presence settled down by my legs, brushing against me. Brock held me up, his mouth still doing amazing things to my nipples, while Jessie moved into place. Warm air blew across my slit, and the shivers that went through me made me weak at the knees, literally. With a deep chuckle, Jessie stroked my leg from my knee to my ankle. Then he lifted my leg and slung it over his shoulder.

I was pinned between them, between a rock and three very hard places. No part of me touched the ground, but they had me. These amazing men weren’t going to let me fall… and instinctively, I knew they weren’t going to let me go until they’d made me scream with pleasure.

Jessie’s tongue touched my heated slit, and I jolted as he took a long lick. I moaned, and he did it again, this time sliding between my folds. God, it felt amazing. One man could lick a nipple or my slit. Not both. And three men… well, they could make my mind fly away and my body tremble with pleasure.

Brock squeezed my thigh and pulled it back, giving Jessie more access. He didn’t waste it. He found my entrance and circled it with the tongue. I was sure that the slickness that he encountered was not from the water we’d swam in before.

Kincade was doing amazing things with his mouth, sucking my nipple in and swirling his tongue around it. Brock’s movements were just different enough to drive me wild. It was like being pulled in two different directions, and I didn’t know which one to focus on.