Wyatt groans, “Fuck, yeah. “
“Was she a good girl?” Luke asks.
“Oh yeah, very good.” Wyatt lifts his fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean.
Brooke is quivering between us. Luke rests his hand on her lower belly, fingers spread wide, gliding slowly back and forth as she comes down.
“Beautiful,” Luke says. He leans over and kisses her shoulder then her neck. “Perfect. Such a perfect angel.”
I capture her mouth, kissing her deeply again, my tongue stroking along hers. The way she kisses me back is still hungry, but less frantic now. I stroke her hair, kissing along her jaw. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”
After a few more moments, her breathing seems to be evening out.
“Now let’s get you used to touching three men,” Wyatt says. “And I guess the three of us need to get used to seeing your pretty mouth and hand around other cocks.”
That sweet little shiver that is a sign of her desire goes through Brooke as he pushes off the bed and strips off his boxers.
Luke and I follow suit.
Brooke’s eyes move from Wyatt to Luke, then back to me.
Wyatt crawls back up on the bed with her, reaching underneath to unhook her bra and toss it to the floor. He leans in and kisses between her breasts, then down her stomach, over her mound, pausing on her clit and making her moan, before moving to her inner thigh and giving her a little nip before standing again.
“So what do you guys think?”
“I want you all,” Brooke says before any of us can speak.
Luke steps up to the side of the bed and reaches over, brushing the back of his knuckles over her cheek. “What does that mean? What are you thinking?”
“I want you all to fuck me.”
I can’t help but groan as heat punches me in the gut.
Wyatt sucks in a deep breath and Luke’s jaw tightens in that way I’ve come to understand means he’s trying to restrain himself.
Finally, he speaks. “That might be a lot for you in one night.”
She looks at Wyatt, then me. “You both fucked me more than once. Would it be different to have three different guys at once, than one guy fuck me three times?”
I honestly didn’t know that my cock could get any harder, but it does. I amaching.
Wyatt studies her for a moment, and he shakes his head. “Our girl has a point.”
Luke clenches his jaw. Then he strokes Brooke’s cheek again. “Okay, Angel, how about we just see how things go?” he finally says.
She looks up at him, a smile teasing her lips. She looks a little sassy suddenly. “I know that you’ll want to go a little harder than the others, but that’s okay. I can take it.”
My breath lodges in my throat and I stare at Luke. He gets her harder? Why is that so fucking hot to me?
The look Luke is giving her says he wants toconsumeher.
Holy shit.
“Does that mean you should go first?” I ask him. “Or last?”
Does the super hard fucking need to be first while she’s not too sore? Or last, after she’s been worked over and warmed up?
I squeeze my eyes shut. “I can’t believe I’m thinking the things I’m thinking.”