Double Inferno (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 2)

Tyler pulled his lips from hers and licked across the seam.

“Don’t you dare come, Paula,” he reprimanded her, giving her hair a slight tug.

She pushed her breasts forward, and Tyler used his free hand to reach under her shirt to push up her bra. Matt nipped her clit, and she moaned again.

“Please, I can’t take it.”

“You will take it.” Tyler pinched her nipple. She was on the edge. She couldn’t hold back.

“Oh God, please, Tyler. Please, Matt, please!” She begged for release as Matt pulled his mouth from her pussy then pressed his fingers in and out of her cunt fast.

“Come, baby. Come now,” Tyler ordered as Matt replaced his fingers with his tongue and mouth. He sucked, nibbled, and pulled on her clit as she shook and rocked against him. Tyler held her firmly against his chest as Matt slurped at her pussy like he was starving.

When he finally released his mouth from her pussy, she felt swollen and still aroused. She opened her eyes to see Matt kneeling in front of her. He ran his finger from her pussy to her breasts to her lips then leaned forward and kissed her. “Sweet.”

Tyler pressed his hand down over her breasts to her pussy that was exposed to their view.

“I’ve got your first order of business, baby,” Tyler whispered against her neck as he played with her sensitive pussy lips. Her legs were shaking, but he kept tormenting her and it was explosive.

“I want this pussy shaved bare the next time we see you. I don’t care if it’s tonight at the Dixie Chix or tomorrow. We’re going to check.” He cupped her sex with his large, thick hand.

She moaned and Matt chuckled.

“We’re going to have a lot of fun, sweetheart,” Matt told her as he stood up. He gently massaged her thighs before lifting one off of Tyler’s thick muscular thigh and then her other one.

He leaned forward and kissed her. She started to get up when Tyler tugged her hair, making her remain where she was.

“Where’s my kiss?” he asked. He remained holding her long brown hair in his fist, not giving her much room to maneuver, and even that turned her on. She would never be the same again.

She slowly turned around on his lap, straddled his hips, and leaned forward to kiss him. He released her hair and wrapped his big, strong arms around her, rubbing her back and her ass.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and continued to kiss him until he indicated for her to stop. She was relinquishing control to them step by step and with each new action or move. Her earlier fear of taking a chance with Matt and Tyler was slowly proving to be a waste of time, as they had said it would be.

In her mind she realized that these two men were so very special. Their eyes indicated so much of their emotions, and the vibes they sent forth were strong and exposed their need for this type of relationship. The power, the command, the control they used on her aroused them in every way. The fact that her acceptance of their ways made them happy gave her a feeling of pride and achievement. She felt it in her heart, and it freaked her out a little to identify the feeling. Nothing had given her a spark of enthusiasm, excitement, and desire for more like what these two men did to her body and her mind. Their soft spoken words mixed with their firm demands made her want more, and she wasn’t even too concerned with the cost.

She would certainly enjoy having sex with them if they continued to make her feel this aroused and good. The problem was that they had quite the reputations and seemed to have placed some sort of spell on her to make her accept them so soon. There would be no turning back for her, and most likely she would be ruined for any other man ever again.

* * * *

They were sitting in the kitchen, talking about Dixie Chix, when Paula looked out the window behind Matt and Tyler and saw smoke coming from somewhere outside.

“There’s smoke. Oh my God, is it a fire?” she asked, and both Matt and Tyler ran from the room to check. She saw the shed and it was nearly fully engulfed in flames. Tyler was running toward the large garage that would surely catch on fire if the shed fire wasn’t extinguished. She ran to help as Tyler pulled out an extra thick hose and began to shoot water at the fire. In the distance she could hear the fire alarms blaring, and then Matt was next to her.

“Go back inside the house. I want you safe.”

“Let me help. What can I do?”

“Get in the house now!” Matt ordered and she immediately did as she was told. She was shaking with fear and concerned for both men as they fought the blaze with what looked like a hose that didn’t have enough power. She glanced toward the side of the house and saw another hose. It was a regular garden hose, but maybe it would be enough to assist them. She debated about disobeying Matt. He ordered her to stay out of harm’s way. How mad would he be if she helped them? Just then, the roar of fire trucks approached and help had arrived. In a matter of minutes the shed was extinguished and the garage was barely damaged by the blaze.

She waited by the side door for Matt or Tyler, but they were caught up in talking with the firefighters. Thank God they put it out. She wondered what had caused it.

* * * *

Matt stood next to Tyler.

“Where is she?” Tyler asked, filled with concern.

Matt pointed toward the house and Tyler immediately saw Paula standing there with her arms wrapped around herself. She was scared. He immediately felt relieved at seeing her and wanted to go to her now and console her, but he was pissed off about the fire.