Ro was sure every eye was on the three of them as they made their way across the compound to Graham and Zach’s cabin. Ro remembered the judgmental gazes that had followed her through the hallways of the firm. The difference this time? Ro didn’t care. They could all fuck a duck if they had a problem with it. But still, Ro’s anxiety increased with every step they took toward the cabin. It wasn’t fear of them, she instinctively knew. Some of it was fear of the unknown. Fear that was colored with the hang-ups she’d been carrying for weeks now. But more than that, it was fear that what she was about to do would change the course of her life irrevocably. Fear that once she’d taken this step, she couldn’t take it back. That she wouldn’t want to take it back. That she’d want to grab it with both hands and let the easy camaraderie and promise of pleasure pull her from her path. But she wouldn’t. She couldn’t. This was a fling. Nothing more. Nothing less. And she was going to start enjoying it. Right. Now.
As Graham carried her up the porch steps, Ro snuggled into the crook of his neck and nipped at his jaw. He slowed before gripping her tighter and shouldering open the door, striding straight to the bedroom. She flicked out her tongue to lick the spot she’d bitten.
Graham tossed her in the middle of the king size bed.
“Hey!” Laughing, Ro flung both arms out to steady herself. “Precious cargo here, boys.”
Graham reached down to light the oil lamp and pulled his pistol from its holster on his belt and set it on the nightstand, within easy reach of the bed.
“And don’t we know it.” Graham looked at her, his chocolate brown eyes blazing.
Zach dropped to his knees on the opposite side of the bed, his playful expression turning uncharacteristically serious for a moment.
“Babe, you sure you’re ready for this? Because we’re not going to push you if you’re not.”
Ro responded by sitting up, leaning over, and grabbing a handful of Zach’s t-shirt, dragging him closer.
Feeling bold, she said, “I want this. I might be the rookie here, but I want this. Now. With both of you.”
Ro saw the flare of lust in Zach’s amber gaze at her gutsy declaration. It mirrored the need that she’d seen in Graham’s. Zach climbed onto the bed and pushed her back before leaning over her. He braced his arms on either side of Ro’s head, caging her upper body beneath him.
“Thank God for whatever we did to deserve you,” he breathed, sealing his lips over hers and taking possession of her mouth. Ro moaned at the heat, and his tongue slid inside and tangled with hers.
So caught up in Zach’s kiss, she didn’t realize Graham had liberated her from her sweatpants until she felt him kissing his way up the inside of her leg. Ro broke the kiss and watched as Graham worked his way up to her inner thigh. He paused.
“I told myself we’d take this slow, but I’ve got to get my mouth on you. Can’t wait.”
Zach pulled back. “Spread your legs, baby. Show Graham that pretty pussy. Show him how much you want him to taste you.”
Ro bucked her hips at Zach’s words and then complied, sliding her legs apart. Zach hitched one of her knees up, spreading her wide to Graham’s gaze.
“More,” Graham said. “I want you to spread yourself open for me. I want you to slide those fingers down, and I want to watch you fuck yourself. Then, I want you to suck every bit of cream off your fingers so that when Zach takes your mouth, he’ll be tasting exactly what I’m tasting.”
Ro gulped. And then did as she was told, sliding the fingers of one hand down to spread herself so that she had no secrets from either man. Her other hand joined it, tentatively stroking and bumping her clit. Ro bucked her hips.
A sharp slap landed on her inner thigh.
Ro jerked, meeting Graham’s dark gaze.
“I said fuck yourself, not play with your clit.”
Ro’s mouth formed an O as she slid her fingers lower, dipping into her sheath. She couldn’t stop the moan that escaped as she plunged them in and out, assuaging the aching emptiness. Certain that she was about to come, Ro closed her eyes and lifted her hips. But before she could get there, her hand was pulled away.
“You don’t listen very well, sweetheart.”
Zach’s mouth closed over her dripping fingers. He groaned. “Goddamn, you taste good. Sweet and spicy. If I hadn’t called dibs on fucking your mouth, I’d have you riding my face.”
Ro started to respond with some unintelligible mumble, but Graham’s tongue found her center. Her head fell back, and she moaned.
“Damn, baby. So pretty. So soft. So fucking wet.”
Zach shifted closer and kissed her. Graham spread her labia apart and teased her clit with his tongue. It was too much. She was going to …
Squeezing her eyes shut, she buried a hand in the dark silk of Graham’s hair, unsubtly urging him to let her come.
“Not yet, baby.” Graham nipped at her clit with his teeth then backed off.
Teetering on the edge of orgasm, Ro broke away from Zach’s kiss. “Don’t stop ...”
Pushing himself up on his elbows, Graham crawled his way up her body. He leaned down and took her lips. Ro could taste herself on his tongue. Her own flavor stronger on his lips than Zach’s.
“You need to be naked for us if you want to come.”
Graham propped himself on his elbow next to her as Zach tugged her t-shirt over her head. Graham caught her breasts in his callused palms and tugged at her nipples, hardening them instantly and unleashing another sweet rush of pleasure through her.
Graham reached down to nip at one engorged tip.
“Please …” Ro couldn’t stop the plea. Letting her nipple slip through his teeth, Graham backed away, and Zach took his place, pinching her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
Frustrated that they’d brought her to the edge without letting her go over, Ro was reduced to begging, “Please ... I need to come.”
“Patience, baby. You’re not in charge here.”
When Ro started to protest, Zach’s wide hands grasped her hips and flipped her onto her stomach. He maneuvered her easily, positioning her lengthwise across the bed.
Looking up dazedly, she saw Zach unfasten his belt and zipper and shuck off his cargo pants. The rustle of clothes registered behind her, and she knew that Graham was stripping as well. Zach didn’t waste time. He had his black boxer briefs shoved down and his erection gripped in his palm. It reared up, almost touching his navel. He gave it a few rough pulls, and Ro watched the clear bead of pre-cum drip over the head. Zach stepped closer, and his erection bobbed in front of her mouth. She couldn’t stop herself from licking her lips. He groaned.
“Gotta have that mouth.” He braced himself with a knee on the bed, and Ro pushed herself up to her knees. “Open for me, baby.”
Ro obeyed, and he painted her bottom lip with the moisture dripping from the tip. Her tongue reached out to taste. Salt and musk.
His balls tightened, bunching up to the base.
“Jesus, baby.”
Zach swept Ro’s dark hair back so he could watch her tongue the head of his cock.
“I’ve been picturing what your sweet lips would look like wrapped around my dick since that first night you showed up. I’ve jacked off with that picture in my head. Let me see it, baby. Suck my cock like a good girl.” His words cut off when she took him deep—like she was trying to swallow him whole—stealing his breath.
“Breath through your nose, baby. Swallow me down. That’s it,” Zach rumbled as he felt the head of his cock slide down Ro’s throat as she fought her gag reflex. Her nose was pressing against his stomach as she breathed deep and swallowed him again.
“Jesus fucking Christ. Would you look at that? I knew those pouty lips would look fucking amazing wrapped around my cock.” Zach held her hair back so Graham could watch as he fucked her mouth.
“Damn, baby,” Zach groaned, reveling in the pleasure. He looked back down at Ro, and saw her hand snaking between her legs to touch herself. Zach couldn’t help but thrust harder at the sight, bumping the back of her throat with each flex of his hips. He saw Graham reach out and snatch Ro’s hand away from her pussy. Graham sucked her fingers into his mouth.
“I got you, baby.” Zach forced the pleasure back, and he watched as Graham knelt behind Ro and cupped her breast in one hand and slid the other down to cup her pussy.
“You want to come when Zach shoots his load down your throat?” Graham asked in a near growl.
Ro pulled away from his cock to answer. “Yes.”
Zach cupped her chin. “Then you better get back to sucking my cock.” He pushed the head back between her lush lips and pumped in and out, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer. The bolts of lust shot down his spine and grabbed him by the balls.
“Get ready, baby.” And then he let himself go. Ro swallowed spurt after spurt, the suction of her mouth prolonging his orgasm. She moaned around his cock, and he pulled out and clasped her against his chest as she trembled, coming apart in his arms. Graham’s fingers had clearly worked their magic. Her arms wrapped around his hips, and she slumped against him.