“Oh Jason. Oh Wyatt.”
The orgasm strangled her, tearing through her with a rip current so strong she hurled herself forward. Wyatt, pulled her against his chest while Jason pushed her knees wide and sank his tongue in her heat.
“I can’t.” She shook her head.
Wyatt kissed her neck. “Fucking feel how good it is. Open your legs, damn it.”
“Oh God,” she screamed. Her legs fell to the side as Jason lapped at her until the orgasm spilled like a waterfall, cascading down her legs—to her toes.
She shook violently as the tears started to fall. They rolled down her cheeks.
“Hey, baby. What’s wrong?” Wyatt curled her into his chest.
Jason climbed on to the bed with them.
“Kayla, are you ok?”
She nodded and started to giggle.
“She’s laughing. That must be a good sign.”
She peeked up from the strength of Wyatt’s chest. “I think my body exploded in every way possible and that included tears.”
Both men sighed with relief.
“Want to scoot down so I can get that plug?” Jason offered. He rolled her to the side, sliding it from her hole. She exhaled now that the tightness was gone.
She looked at them. “Can we do that again?”
Wyatt brushed the hair from her face. “Are you sure?”
She nodded. “I know it’s going to take time, but I want you both at the same time. I have to have it. I know I do.”
“Hey, hey. We can slow it down.” Wyatt cupped her cheek. “We’re not going anywhere.”
Jason’s hand slid along her backside. “How about a hot bath? You’ve been a good girl tonight. You deserve some pampering.”
“I have?”
They nodded. “You have no idea, baby.”
She smiled. Suddenly the world felt right side up.
Sixteen
Jason
It had been a long time since he and Wyatt had shared a woman. It couldn’t just be any woman. It had to be the woman. The one who could handle them both. He stared into the tub as it filled with water for Kayla. There was no hesitation now—she was that woman. The one they had taken their time to find.
Wyatt had gone to the kitchen to get her something to eat while he turned on the hot water and added bubbles.
She walked into the oversized bathroom, holding a sheet to her chest.
She tiptoed toward him. His hand immediately wrapped around her waist, dragging her body to his.
She gasped. “How is this supposed to work?”
“What do you mean, love?”