Four Kicks

“All my life. I’m a lucky woman.” Both men smile in response. “How about you? How long are you here for?”

“Not sure,” Nathan says, shifting a glance at his friend.

It’s fine with me if he wants to play it cagey. I’m just making conversation. I’m not looking for anything from either of them after tonight.

“How do you know each other? Do you work together?” I look back and forth between them, trying to decide which one I’d rather spend my time with. Nathan is friendly and sexy as hell, but Ash is saying a lot with his eyes and with his legs that keep brushing against mine under the table.

“We do. We work well together, actually.” Nathan puts his hand on my glass, gathers moisture, and then traces a wet finger over the back of my hand. At the same time, Ash traps one of my legs between both of his and caresses my bare knee.

This just got interesting. “Have you worked together a long time?”

“Long enough to be really good at what we do,” Nathan says as another hand – probably his – runs up my thigh.

Damn, these men work fast. I love summer on Four Points. So many men visiting, eager to have fun while they’re on vacation. It’s probably going to be hard to give this up, but it looks like my last meaningless fling with strangers will be with two strangers. Talk about ending on a high note.

I tilt my head to the side and play with a strand of my hair. “You’re really good? Is that right?”

Nathan runs his fingers up the inside of my arm, sending shivers through me. Ash rubs my leg with a slow, steady rhythm that makes me want to jump into his lap.

“The best,” Nathan murmurs, plucking the cherry from my drink and holding it up to me. I close my lips around the fruit and slowly pull it off, keeping my eyes on his, imagining that my lips are wrapped around a part of his body instead.

Ash watches me closely, his tongue grazing over his lower lip.

“It’s getting hot in here, isn’t it?” I say. The area between my legs might actually be on fire.

Nathan pushes his chair back first, closely followed by Ash. They stand, and Nathan offers a hand. “Let’s go get some air.”

Out front, instead of heading to the parking lot, I lead the men in the opposite direction. Around the side and toward the back of the building, there’s a picnic table hidden by trees and shrubbery. Christine told me about this private spot and I once sat out here with her during a break. I’ve never brought a man out here, though. We usually go to my place or theirs, but tonight I don’t think I can wait that long. Not with these two.

The summer night is warm, and my thin cotton shirt clings to my skin, though maybe it’s just lust heating me up from the inside out.

Nathan and Ash take a seat next to each other on the bench and Nathan holds out a hand to pull me toward them. I sit on his knee at first, but he turns me around and brings me in close so that I’m facing them, straddling Nathan’s left leg and Ash’s right, my legs spread wide across their broad thighs. Just being in this position has my pussy dripping in my panties.

Nathan kisses me first, his mouth eager and exploring, his tongue seeking mine. He tastes like sweet caramel, vanilla, and mint. Ash’s mouth is on my neck and I squirm with pleasure, my senses consumed by the both of them.

Their chests are hard under my wandering hands, their bodies as hot as mine. I turn to Ash and his lips claim mine. I hadn’t noticed inside, but it tastes like he’s been drinking gin. His mouth is cool and citrusy, and the contrast in the men’s flavors thrills me. I can’t decide which I like better, and – lucky me – I don’t have to choose just one.

I kiss them both in turn, leaning into one or the other, pressing myself against them, exploring their solid angles with my hands and mouth. Meanwhile, their hands do the same, rough palms slide over my arms and legs, fingers grip my waist and slide through my hair.

One of them pushes my skirt up, exposing the red lace between my legs. Ash slides his fingers under the elastic and I moan as he dips into my wetness. Nathan strokes his hands over my inner thighs, spreading me wider for his friend, and I moan again.

He wasn’t kidding. They work together very well.

It’s time for a confession: I’ve been with two men before. It was just once, and they were nowhere near as gorgeous, hard-bodied, or skilled as the men in front of me now. In my previous encounter, the two guys were overly excited and somewhat clumsy. Nathan and Ash have clearly done this before, and their focus is fully on my pleasure.