Page 48 of Two Times the Mountain Men
Brock rinsed my hair, covering my eyes with one hand while he shook the shampoo out with the other. As Brock began to add conditioner, Tyler dipped down further to my lower abdomen. The ache between my legs increased the closer he came to my mound.
As Brock worked the conditioner into my hair, Tyler urged my legs further apart. Somewhere along the line, the loofah got dropped and it was his lips and tongue that were being used to tease my skin.
“We can’t miss a single inch,” Tyler growled.
Opening my eyes, I couldn’t resist but look down to see Tyler on his knees before me, his fingers spreading my pussy lips and bowing his head to lash his tongue out at my clit. Gasping, I had to reach down and clutch his shoulders to keep my knees from buckling from the sudden direct pleasure.
As his tongue worked my clit, Tyler slid his index and middle finger deep into me, making me moan. Oh God, I really didn’t know if I had the energy to make it through my men bringing me to orgasm, but I didn’t think I had a choice.
“I don’t know if I can handle this,” I gasped. Who was I kidding? I savored every second their hands were on me, regardless of how worn out I was, and they knew it!
Brock chuckled, bending to kiss the side of my neck. “You can handle more than you think you can.”
“Mmm. You two planned this.” I’d barely gotten the words out then Tyler’s fingers hit the pleasure point of my pussy wall and began to stoke me mercilessly while his teeth gently nibbled on my swollen clit
“Busted.” Brock growled while gently nipping at the side of my neck.
“Wicked.”
“No doubt.” Brock confirmed. “Close your eyes. I need to rinse the conditioner out.”
I did as told, closing my eyes firmly and letting my head fall back so he could fully rinse my hair. As the water pounded on my face and over the top of my head, the urgent need for release between my legs increased to unbearable levels. My fingers gripped tighter onto Tyler’s shoulders, so tight that I was leaving deep crescent-shaped imprints on his skin. He didn’t complain, instead he worked harder, his fingers pounding into my needy pussy while his tongue worked double time, circling and teasing my clit.
While Brock was being a perfect gentleman, his cock wasn’t quite as gentlemanly as it pressed hard against my ass, burrowing itself between my ass cheeks. Damn him, as if I wasn’t riled up badly enough from Tyler’s tongue and fingers.
I kept riding the wave, higher and higher. My body seemed to be working all on its own as I began to rock my hips against Tyler’s mouth. I was getting closer and closer by the second. My heart was beginning to race so quickly I feared it may burst through my chest. The coil of desire was wound so tight it was going to break at any moment.
Once my hair was rinsed, it was Brock’s hands slipping around me and pinching my nipples between his index finger and thumb that sent me spiraling over the edge. I moaned as my body went tense and then my knees buckled under me as I came. Thank God Tyler was between my legs and able to catch me as I began to fall.
“Whoa, baby. I got ya.” Tyler chuckled as he removed his fingers from inside of me and braced me.
~*~ TT ~*~
Brock
As much as Tyler and I had intended to be gentlemen and for this to be all about Genevieve, that was a ridiculous plan. We should have known that it would be an impossible feat, especially when my raging-hard dick was insistent in taking refuge inbetween her soft ass cheeks. With her hair washed and her cry signaling her orgasm I couldn’t hold myself back a moment longer.
Grasping my cock in my hand, I began to stroke myself. I had no intention of this being a long-drawn-out thing, the sole purpose was to get off hard and quick so we could take Genevieve to bed and have a much-needed and deserved sleep.
Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back as I stroked myself furiously. My mind went immediately to images of Genevieve, the feel of her body against mine. The smell of her perfume. The moans and sighs she’d just been making that had been driving close to insanity for the past ten minutes. This was going to be a quick affair as I was almost there and I’d just started jacking off.
“Let me…” Genevieve said, pushing my hand out of the way and taking over.
Oh dear mother of fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Her hand was so damned soft and she was applying the perfect amount of pressure.
“I’m not going to last,” I groaned. My balls were already rock solid and preparing for the release.
“That’s fine. I want to feel you come over me.”
Her words caught my attention, making me open my eyes and look down at her. The look of fiery desire in her eyes was all the persuasion I needed. I groaned so loudly that there was no doubt the wildlife outside must have heard me as my dick pulsed and erupted, spilling my seed all over her hand and slamming against her stomach.
“Oh fuck!” I groaned. Damn I wanted to grab her and kiss her with all the passion I was feeling inside for her, but I knew I couldn’t—not tonight anyhow. The last thing I wanted to do was cause her any type of pain and I knew I’d never be able to kiss her as softly as would be necessary to not hurt her cut lip.
Instead, I took a step back and grabbed the loofah and soap. Pouring a dollop of soap on the loofa, I washed off my dick and wiped my seed from her stomach, being sure to take a moment to run the loofa between her legs and enjoy the look on her face as the friction caused her pleasure. If I wasn’t so damned tired, I’d have happily spent the night teasing and pleasuring her, but I was drained and looking over her head to my partner, I could see he was also forcing himself to remain standing.
Satisfied that she was clean, I stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist. Grabbing an additional two towels for Genevieve, I took her hand and helped her from the shower. First I wrapped a towel around her waist and then one around her head, taking care not to apply pressure to her bruised temple.
“You good Tyler?” I looked as him and he nodded as he turned off the stream of water. “All right, I’m going to take her to bed then.”
Bending, I slipped a hand under her legs and one behind her back, hugging her soft, curvy body against mine. She smelled so sweet as she snuggled tight to my chest. I carried her through the cabin as if she weighed nothing more than a feather and deposited her onto my bed. She removed the towel from her body and passed it to me before pulling back the blanket and slipping under. Undoing mine, I hung both towels on a hook behind the door and joined her under the warm comfort of the blankets, pulling her slightly damp body against mine.
“Tyler?” She mumbled as she settled tight against me.
“He’ll be in in a few minutes baby.”
She nodded, closing her eyes and almost immediately falling to sleep. Despite being exhausted, I didn’t go to sleep straight away. Instead my mind wouldn’t let go of one very big revelation: for the very first time in my life I was falling for a woman and falling hard. Exactly the opposite of what I wanted, especially considering she was going back to New York and by what it appeared to me, it would be sooner rather than later.
I was asleep before Tyler made it to bed to join us.
