She smiled. “I sure do…Master.”
Both men moaned.
They took a short nap, then all three regrouped in the shower. Nevvie enjoyed the feel of their hands on her, soaping her skin, fingers sliding between her legs and over her breasts. They somehow managed to get out of the shower without making love again, although she noticed both men’s members enticingly twitching.
They cooked breakfast together. Nevvie donned one of Tyler’s chambray shirts, unbuttoned, while the boys wore boxers. Standing between them in the kitchen she turned and punched Thomas in the arm.
“Ow! What was that for?” He rubbed his bicep where she slugged him.
Tyler grinned then she punched his arm, too. “Sweetheart, what’d we do?”
“That’s for keeping me fucking horny all these months. Why the hell didn’t you say anything sooner?”
Tyler quit rubbing his arm and pulled her to him. “Darling, we knew the only way this would work was if you wanted us. Together. After last weekend, and then what happened on the bike trip, the party seemed the perfect opportunity. That way if you didn’t want to take things further, you wouldn’t feel awkward refusing us or changing your mind. Or if it didn’t work out for some reason you could blame the mood of the party. We didn’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
She couldn’t resist his damn eyes, recalling all his statements that now made perfect sense. “You’ve felt this for a while.”
Thomas enveloped them in his arms. “Sugar, Tyler and I love each other. We weren’t willing to risk what we had if you didn’t want us. We knew you wanted him, but we weren’t sure you wanted me.”
A wave of guilt washed over her. She assumed Thomas knew how she felt from all the time he’d spent with her.
“Oh, Tommy, I’m sorry.” She hugged him. “I thought you knew. I never meant to make you feel—”
“It’s okay. Obviously you have the hots for me. It’s nice to know for sure.”
She kissed her way down his chest, down his abs, dropping to her knees and pulling his shorts off. He moaned and stepped out of them, leaning against the counter, his hands on her shoulders.
“Let me show you how much I love you, Master, so you know for sure.” He’d been semi-stiff. At her words and tone his cock turned rock hard, and she wrapped her fingers around him, licking the tip of his shaft.
Tyler knelt behind her, holding her hair away from her face. “He loves that. Wrap your lips around the head and swirl your tongue, stroke the ridge with it.”
Tyler’s soft voice in her ear and the feel of his body electrified her. When he wasn’t coaching her he kissed her neck, his other hand gently teasing her nipples, turning them into hard pebbles.
“That’s wonderful, sweetheart,” Tyler cooed as she licked Thomas’ shaft. Thomas moaned, apparently enjoying it. “Cup his balls in your hand. He likes them played with.”
She did, and Tyler’s free hand drifted between her legs, dipping into her to gather moister and play with her now swollen nub.
Nevvie moaned around Thomas’ cock. He groaned. “Jesus, Ty, I’m gonna explode here in a minute.”
“That’s the point, lover.” Tyler returned his attention to Nevvie. “You’re going to swallow every sweet drop, aren’t you, darling?”
She couldn’t talk but took Thomas deeper in her mouth, coaxing more sensual sounds from him. Tyler now had three fingers in her, stroking her, feeling how ready she was. His own cock throbbed as he watched her suck Thomas.
“You’ll feel when he’s about to come because he’ll start making these wonderful new noises, and he’ll usually grab the back of your head.”
“Jesus!” Thomas grabbed her and pistoned his hips, emptying inside her mouth as she sucked every last drop from him.
Nevvie pulled him to her and tried to hump Tyler’s hand while Tyler held her. When he knew Thomas had finished, Tyler pushed her to the floor on her back and slid in, thrusting, his own climax close.
Thomas sank to his knees, reaching between her legs and gently tweaking her swollen clit. “Come for us, sugar,” he growled. “Be a good girl.”
“Ah!” She closed her eyes and arched her back. With one last thrust Tyler finished with her. Panting, sweating, they curled on the cool tile to catch their breath.
Nevvie found her voice first. “You realize we’re going to starve to death like this, right?”
Tyler laughed. “What do you mean, love?”
“We still haven’t eaten breakfast.”
They spent the day in bed reading, watching TV, and making love. By dinner Nevvie was pleasantly sore and exhausted. It was one of the rare times they ordered a pizza. They ate in bed, naked. As they curled up together before falling into a deep sleep, Nevvie enticingly wiggled her backside against Tyler.
He gently tweaked her breast. “No fair, sweet,” he mumbled. “Give a bloke a chance to recover, right?”
Thomas nuzzled her forehead. “I think you and I might call in tomorrow.”
“I don’t know,” she said, mustering a sleepy smile. “My boss is a hard man.”
“Jesus Christ, Nev. How the hell am I ever gonna get any work done now?”
Monday morning, Tyler awoke to the pleasant sensation of a mouth swallowing his cock. Without opening his eyes he reached down and found Nevvie between his legs.
She lifted her head from where she’d been having fun. “I wondered how long you’d sleep through it.” She returned to her ministrations.
“Not bloody long…mmm.”
Thomas stretched out against him, kissing him. “Good morning.”
“Mmm.”
“Think you can handle having Nevvie and me around all day today?”
“Mmm hmm.”
Thomas kissed his way down Tyler’s body, taking a few long moments to gently suckle his nipples, then kissed Nevvie’s neck. “Keep doing what you’re doing, sugar. Don’t stop.”
She didn’t, more than happy to oblige.
He continued his journey down the bed to kneel behind her, nudging her hips into position. She started to look back but Tyler tangled his fingers in her hair.
“Please don’t stop love. That’s fantastic.”
His words ignited a fire deep within her. She relaxed, stroking Tyler’s cock with her tongue and lips. He tasted different than Thomas but equally scrumptious. Months of fantasies hadn’t disappointed.
Thomas’ skilled fingers gently explored her, adding to the heat already building inside her body. She spread her legs further and enticingly wiggled her hips.
His deep, rumbling chuckle stoked her passion. “Ah, you know what I like, don’t you, baby girl?”
She gently stroked Tyler’s sac, eliciting another happy moan from him. She loved the feeling of his fingers tangled in her hair, tenderly encouraging her.
Thomas caressed her hips and slid his stiff cock along her slick cleft, eventually pushing home with a satisfied grunt.
“Oh, sugar, damn you’re fantastic!” He carefully stroked his full length into her. He curled his firm body around hers, one arm propping himself up, the other circling her waist and teasing her swollen clit.
“That’s it, take him deep in your throat,” Thomas murmured. “Jesus, that’s so sexy.”
Nevvie closed her eyes, lost in the sensations. The heat from Thomas’ skin radiated through her. Being held between the two men she loved—more importantly, who loved her—started her climb to orgasm.
She moaned around Tyler’s shaft and his fingers pleasantly tightened in her hair.
“That’s right,” he whispered. “There’s my good girl. You know how to take care of me, don’t you?”
Her eyes flicked up, meeting his. Those damn, sweet, spooky blue eyes that turned her insides out in a good way. She was their girl.