Addicted to Her Curves

“A family?” Connie asked. “You know, I’ve never asked you guys, but do you have ex-wives or kids?”

“No,” Beau said.

Scott shook his head. “If we did, there would have been someone to tell you. We’re both single, no kids. You?”

“If I had a kid, I’d have one with me. No marriage. I’ve never been with anyone I’d consider spending the rest of my life with.”

“You think marriage is the final endgame?” Scott asked.

“Don’t you? When I marry, I want it to be forever, you know? I’m not playing around. I guess that makes me a little old-fashioned, but it’s the way I am. Not that I think I’m ever going to get married.”

Chapter Five

Why did she bring up marriage?

Connie hoped they’d let that little reference slide. Everything between them was so new. She was thankful they both started eating and didn’t ask her.

There was no way it could work between all three of them. They barely knew each other. That was a lie. They did know each other but this was their first real time together, enjoying one another.

Glancing over at Beau, then Scott, she knew they were both amazing men. She’d heard several women in the bar over the years talking about what a prize it would be to get either one of them, and now she had both men in her home. She’d felt both men.

“You know I can feel your thoughts, Connie,” Scott said, staring right back at her. The heat in his gaze was hard to ignore.

Her nipples hardened as she remembered how good it felt to have his cock deep within her. She sipped at her water, sat back, and smiled. “Oh, yeah, and what am I thinking right now?”

It was good to flirt, a lot of fun, in fact.

Beau chuckled. “I think she wants to play.”

“Of course she does.”

Her heart raced.

“You’re thinking about how good it would be to have both of us inside you right now. Tell me, Connie, you ever had a man fuck that hot ass of yours?”

She nibbled on her lip. She was never one for nervous twitches but with these men, it was next to impossible to just take what they had to offer. “No, I haven’t.”

“What do you think, Beau, should we get her ready to take our cocks? She’s going to love it either way,” Scott said.

“I’ll take her any way I can get her.”

That shouldn’t have sounded so hot, and yet, it did.

“Stand up,” Beau said.

“You’re ordering me around.”

“You’re going to like what I do to you, so you might as well comply.”

She didn’t see a reason to argue and got to her feet. Starting with the shirt, she opened each button, completely infatuated as both men looked at her. It was like they needed to devour her. She was a prize to them, and what was more, she loved it.

After shaking off the shirt, she went to her pants, stripping them off so she stood in only her underwear. Next, she did her bra, her tits falling free, and she was so fucking grateful as the constricting fabric was starting to bite into her flesh. Once she’d wriggled out of her panties, she waited, naked.

“What next, Sirs?” she asked.

Beau and Scott were on their feet at the same time, their hands touching her body.

Scott was first, holding one of her tits, cupping her face, and turning her face so she had no choice but to kiss him. As his lips consumed her, Beau’s other hand went between her thighs, stroking her pussy. He plunged two fingers deep within her already soaked walls. She screamed his name, spreading her thighs open, begging for more, desperate and hungry for whatever they gave her.

She felt completely possessed. Scott broke the kiss, and Beau took his place. This left Scott to trail his lips down her neck. She released a gasp as he bit on her neck. Shockwaves rushed through her body. Beau deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into her mouth.

Scott didn’t stay in one place. He moved down her body. His lips and tongue driving her wild as he flicked across her nipple.

Beau let go of her so Scott could lick and suck at her tits.

“Bedroom,” Beau said.

Before she got a chance to reply, Scott lifted her up over his shoulder and carried her toward the bedroom. She let out a giggle as he slapped her ass.

Fire filled her body.

She was hungry.

Desperate.

Aching.

“Please,” she said.

Scott dropped her to the bed, spread open her thighs, and his mouth went straight to her pussy. His tongue danced across her clit, down to her entrance, and back up.

Beau straddled the bed.

In the process of getting from her dining room to her bedroom, he’d rid his body of his clothes, and they were now both naked.

His cock pressed against her lips and she opened her mouth, taking him inside. She moaned around the length as salty pre-cum glided across her tongue. She felt half-possessed as these men worshipped her body.