Double dirty words. Fuck. “I’m going to come,” I said, my one hand tangled in the soft blanket, the other gripping Micah’s knee.
“We would never hurt you, sugar,” Colt said as he kissed a wet line along the inside of my thigh. “But we like it a little rough sometimes.”
“I like rough,” I breathed, then pouted. “But you’re not being rough, you’re being mean.”
A dark brow went up and he grinned, my arousal slick on his lip and chin. “Oh?”
“Make me come,” I said, doing a great ab crunch and reaching his head to pull him back to my pussy.
Of course, he didn’t do as I wanted, only kept himself a few inches away from where I wanted him and continued to grin. “Bossy, aren’t you?”
I flopped my head back on the bed and groaned.
Micah leaned over me. A drop of water fell from his hair onto the bottom curve of my right breast. He leaned down and licked it up. “This time, you’ll get your way. Next time…”
He didn’t finish the words, at least I didn’t think he did. Colt resumed his very ardent attentions on my clit and all brain power sizzled away. My thigh muscles clenched and my back arched. It was when he slowly slid a finger into me, then curled it, that I came.
And I wasn’t quiet.
No. I bucked and grabbed, screamed and cried out their names. God’s, too.
I’d had orgasms. Vibrators, even my fingers worked. By myself or with a guy, I’d always had to touch myself to go over the edge. I never once climaxed by a man’s efforts alone. Perhaps Colt was just that skilled with his tongue or that Micah was distracting enough that I wasn’t worrying if Colt thought I looked funny down there or if I wasn’t wet enough or if it was taking too long. I wasn’t thinking about much of anything. They were too good at…well, making me feel good.
No, that wasn’t strong enough for what they made me feel. Hot. Wild. Uninhibited. Beautiful. Blissfully sated.
A huge grin split my face as I stared up at the ceiling.
Colt rose to his full height, leaned down and placed his hand by my head. He wiped his mouth with the back of his free hand as he stared down at me. “Why do you look so smug?”
“You’re my first.”
He stared down at me with such intensity. “You’re a virgin?”
I rolled my eyes. “No, but you’re the first guy to…to get me to come.”
He grinned then, clearly quite proud of himself. “So the guys before—”
“Obviously didn’t know what they were doing.”
Micah grabbed my far hip, rolled me toward him so I was on my belly, spanked my ass. I gasped, felt the sting, then the heat. I wiggled away, only to have Colt give me a swat, too.
“Ever been with two guys before?”
I looked over my shoulder at Micah, shook my head.
“Ever told a guy how you liked it?” Colt added, caressing the heated flesh where they spanked.
I bit my lip, thought about it. “No, I guess not. It’s just been…vanilla.”
“We don’t need whips and blindfolds to get you off, sugar. But some rope?” Colt whistled through his teeth. “I’m a world champion roper. Might be fun to tie you up instead of a calf.”
When I tried to roll back, he grinned and hooked an arm about my waist. “Got those condoms from your cabin?”
I flushed then, which was ridiculous since he’d had his face buried between my thighs and I was now naked with my butt up in the air. He couldn’t see any more of me if he had a miner’s lamp on his head. And yet the mention of condoms had my cheeks heating.
“In the little bag Micah gave me.”
Micah moved to retrieve the bag and I turned my head to watch him. It had been dropped carelessly by the door and I couldn’t help but enjoy the flex of his naked butt muscles as he shifted to pick it up. He pulled out a long string of condoms. I hadn’t paid much attention to them, but I had to wonder now if they’d fit because Micah and Colt were big. Everywhere.