Although I’m insulated between these two men, I do still recognize the sounds around me and the party still happening not more than a hundred yards away. A realization hits me hard, concern drawing into my lungs like fire.
“Guys, we need to stop.”
My voice is husky, but it’s laced with real concern over being seen and caught in this compromising position. I, for one, don’t want to be seen being taken by two men, and I know Rye and Court don’t want to draw attention to their sex lives.
“Ah, fuck, man. She’s right,” Court says, always the voice of reason. He pulls his head from my neck where he was sucking just moments ago. “Plus, I want to get our girl naked in private because I want my mouth everywhere.”
Like the gentleman that he is, Court readjusts my top so my breast is covered back up, as Rye reluctantly, and with a slow slide of his finger, withdraws from my pussy, leaving an unfulfilled ache in his wake.
I watch as Rye slips his finger between his lips and sucks, eyes closing on a groan. Then he curls his hand around the base of my neck, pulling my head toward him and kisses me fully on the lips. I taste myself on his tongue, the salty, musky flavor mixed with the taste of the tequila.
When he pulls back, Rye thrusts his lower body into mine with an aggressive jerk of his hips, his hard cock making itself known.
“I don’t care where we go, just as long as I get to be the first to bury my mouth between her legs.”
6
We left all the remaining beer and booze with some of Rye’s friends and made our way back to the trailer. With it being as dark as it is, we’re able to maneuver our way through the crowd without being easily recognized, which is a good thing, because all three of us are in a very big hurry to get back.
I’m not sure I’ve ever been this turned on before. Everything inside me feels like it’s sizzling like hot oil in a fry pan on a lit burner. And without their hands and mouths on my body right now, I feel bereft and so very needy.
The three of us make our way back to the trailer, Saul following at a close distance, but far enough away to give us our privacy.
Rye has a possessive hand wrapped around my waist, his thumb stroking my midriff in a leisurely pattern, but no less as sensual as before when his fingers were inside me.
Court is close to my side, too, but makes no move to touch me. I wonder if that’s for fear of being seen, or if the idea of touching me would launch him into making a move to rip off my clothes, bystanders be damned?
I’d like to think his usually strong self-control would be shattered if he laid a finger on me right now.
We get to the trailer door, as Court unlocks it, Rye standing behind me, curled around my back, his hand slipping down the front of my skirt, as he presses his palm against my mound, and I push back into his erection.
Rye bites my earlobe and then releases it. “This pussy is going to be fucked so hard with my tongue, my fingers and my cock, sugar. Are you ready for that?”
He plunges a finger inside me, and my knees give out, my thighs tremble and I slouch against him. Rye chuckles in my ear, keeping me upright with the tight hold he has around my stomach.
Court walks through the door, flipping on the overhead light as Rye lifts me from my feet and carries me over the threshold.
The minute we’re all inside, Rye locks the door and Court closes all the window blinds. I stand in the center of the trailer, holding onto the edge of the table for balance, when Court ambles to my side and leans down to rasp his command in my ear.
“Go get naked, lay down on the bed and spread your legs wide. Now.” He smacks my ass sharply and I squeal, dashing back to the bedroom to do as he says.
It’s only a few minutes, but it feels like forever, until they finally join me in the bedroom. Rye has an open bottle of champagne in one hand, both he and Court have shed their clothing and stand in front of me naked and fully aroused.
As I stare appreciatively at their bodies – hard, impressive cocks standing at attention – I notice the differences in their masculinity. Where Rye is a bit shorter, but still over six-feet tall, he’s leaner with narrowed hips and that gorgeous tapered V that dips at his pelvic bone. I know for a fact that fans have created an Instagram account specifically for that V. His bare chest is sculpted with strong pecs and cut abdominal muscles defined by daily workouts and yoga sessions.
And Court – he’s a man of steel. A tattoo that runs across his broad chest that says Brotherhood. I can only assume it has to do with his brotherhood with Rye. The tattoo wraps around to his upper shoulders and it’s on my list of things to explore once I get my hands on him.
Rye takes a swig of the champagne straight from the bottle and hands it to Court who does the same. Court sets the bottle to the side and climbs on the bed next to me, while Rye settles between my legs.
The instant Court’s mouth touches mine, I open for him, and he gifts me with the champagne, flooding my mouth with the delicious flavor. At the same time, Rye covers my pussy with the liquid he held in his mouth and it drips through my already wet folds, warm and bubbly. That sensation is quickly replaced by the heat of Rye’s tongue, as he laps at my pussy, flicking the tip over my clit, until he makes his way down to my entrance.
I swallow and gasp, stretching my legs wider so Rye can make good on his promise to fuck me so hard with is tongue and fingers.
Both brothers begin working me over, their fingers and mouths playing expertly over my body, sending me into writhing fits of need, pushing me closer and closer to the edge where my orgasm looms like a bright shooting star.
“I knew you’d taste like sugar, darlin’,” Rye murmurs from between my legs, as he grabs one leg under my knee and props it over his shoulder, gaining more leverage to drive me wild.
The bristle of his short beard abrades my sensitive core and I cry out from the pleasure. Needing something to hold onto to keep myself from flying off the bed, I allow my hands to migrate, one feathering through Rye’s dark messy mane of hair, tugging his strands in a tight fist so he grunts with pain. The other I use to get my first feel of Court’s thick, full cock, which is in arms reach.
