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Authors: Juliane Reyer
Hunting for Curves (BBW Erotic Romance) (12 page)
She gave Evan's cock a brief squeeze before he rose from the bed. "That's right, no choice," she murmured. But of course,
she
still had a choice to make. Which one of them?
That might be like navigating a minefield. Truthfully, she wanted both of them, but she didn't want to ignite any more hurt feelings between them. Plus her body felt so pleasant and tingly, like she was floating on the luxurious bed.
Let them sort it out
, she thought.
Luke lay down next to her, curling her into his arms. They watched together as Evan reached into a small travel bag on the nightstand. After a moment, he turned back and lifted his hand, holding two condoms.
She giggled. "Are you each going to take turns?"
"No."
Luke gasped and glanced up at Evan, who returned a sly grin.
"What?" She gave them a blank stare.
"I think I know what he means," Luke whispered into her ear. "There is a way we can have you at the same time." Then his fingers slipped down her backside and gently caressed over the tight ring of her ass.
"Oh!" She jerked and sat up. "I don't—I've never—does it hurt?"
"Not if you do it right." Luke leaned in and kissed her lips. "I will be gentle. Trust me, it'll feel good."
Jasmine swallowed. The idea was intriguing for its sheer naughtiness. It was outside her comfort zone, but so was everything else she'd done with the two men. In retrospect, she was glad that hadn't stopped her before. And it didn't have to stop her now either. With her pulse fluttering, she gave him a nod.
Evan handed Luke a condom and a small bottle of lube. Then he climbed onto the bed and lay down. While on his back, he rolled the rubber over his cock and scooted closer to her. With strong hands, he pulled her onto his lap, so her legs straddled on either side of him.
A small tremble shook her shoulders. Just as she'd begun to get over her anxieties, they turned up the stakes. She had imagined them taking her while on her side, like a double spoon. But then she wasn't sure how feasible that would be. On her knees, she was vulnerable, bent over and open, blind to what Luke might do behind her.
Evan gazed up at her and traced a finger down the side of her face. "We'll take it slow." With a fingertip crooked under her chin, he guided her head down until their lips met. For a moment, she was lost in the kiss: the smell of his skin, the heat of his chest, his raw sensuality.
I trust them both
, she thought.
I can do this.
She heard the lube squirt, then Luke's cool fingers touched her tender rear entrance. A gasp sucked through her teeth and she tensed.
"Relax," Evan urged and brushed his hand through her hair.
Luke's slick fingers tickled around her reluctant hole before he applied a little pressure. One digit slipped in and she took a deep breath. His prodding was foreign, like nothing she'd ever experienced. But it was only uncomfortable at first. As he glided his finger in and out of her, the sensation warmed to alluring pleasure.
He slowly slid another finger in and she gritted her teeth as he gently stretched her.
"See. It's not so bad when it's slow." Evan shifted under her, his hand rubbing her mound as he maneuvered his cock to her pussy.
No, it wasn't bad at all. Actually, it felt great, though that wasn't the easiest thing to admit. Between that and the embarrassment of having Luke's fingers probing her ass, she couldn't quite reconcile what she was feeling.
So the promise of having Evan inside her was tantalizing. At least in that case, she knew what she wanted. Undulating her hips, she pressed against his erection and his thick head glided inside her.
Evan braced his legs, pushing deeper, and she responded by sinking onto him, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. At the same time, Luke's fingers invaded her, massaging the thin membrane separating him from Evan's pumping cock.
"Ready?" Luke whispered as he ran his other hand over her ass cheeks.
Jasmine drew a nervous breath. If she was going to try this with anyone, then Luke was a good choice. After all, he knew how it felt from firsthand experience. He'd even let her join in, exposing his own vulnerability when she barely knew him.
Under other circumstances, she might never be ready. But with Luke—with both of them—she thought maybe she was. She bit her lip, nodding.
"Good girl." Evan stroked along the curve of her spine. "You tell us if this is too much."
She closed her eyes. "Okay." Though she doubted she'd need to.
Evan kissed her forehead and wrapped his arm over her back. She leaned against his firm body, savoring his strength. There was confidence in his voice; she wanted to immerse herself in it.
As Luke leaned over her back, he rubbed the tip of his cock against her tight pucker. With gentle pressure, he gradually slipped the head inside. She sucked in a quick breath of air. He paused, leaning down to lay tender kisses on her shoulder.
"You're doing great," he whispered.
Evan worked his hips in time with Luke's slow invasion, each stroke easing him into her. She gasped at the sense of violation, of being stretched in ways her body had never considered.
She whimpered and blinked. The intensity teetered on unbearable. But when Evan looked back with a question in his clear blue eyes, she gave a slight smile. She didn't want them to stop.
The sensation was exquisite and it was overwhelming. She felt each of them pumping, their slow thrusts in time with each other, piercing her, rubbing in opposite directions against each other. Luke filled her, then Evan, then back to Luke. All of her nerves trembled—even the ones she'd never realized existed. It was a sense of absolute fullness, of being completely possessed by the two men, and it was glorious.
She pressed back against Luke and then down on Evan, circling her hips, writhing between them. The two cocks throbbed inside her with a slow, sensual rhythm, intertwining the three of them in a passionate embrace.
Luke quickened his pace, hands clenching her buttocks. "God, you are amazing," he breathed. "I can feel both of you."
Sweat beaded on Evan's brow; his hands squeezed her shoulders. His mouth opened and he groaned in what might have been agreement, but she couldn't tell.
Jasmine's breath caught in her throat, then escaped in a moan. Evan bucked beneath her and Luke thrust into her ass. They were twin forces, claiming her in unison, making her whole body quiver with inescapable lust.
She should have been satisfied by the earlier climax wrought by Luke's tongue. And under other circumstances, she would have been. Despite spending years with a man, Luke was skilled at pleasing a woman. But with the two men buried inside her, her nerves reawakened, sending bright electric vibrations all through her core.
She couldn't remember ever resonating like this, thrumming with each shock of pure need. Every throb, every inch of them, made her body pulse with taut newness.
Jasmine knew that the men felt it too. Evan's chest heaved and his face strained with each reflexive clench of her pussy. Luke's breath was ragged behind her as he thrust into her squeezing ring.
With one long shudder, it was all too much, and the peak of her arousal crashed down on her. "Ah, God!" she screamed. Her body spasmed, gripping the men, and she cried out again and again with raw wordless sounds as the men continued their unrelenting thrusts.
She was barely aware of Evan's knotted face: his hands gripping her tighter, his cock lurching inside her. And Luke groaned, pounding into her from behind, pulsing, throbbing. They both strained into her, their orgasms rising to meet hers in a tangle of sweat and shattering bliss.
An eternity passed in those seconds, and Jasmine sighed when the men finally withdrew. They'd felt so complete together that their absence left her with a brief feeling of longing. But as she crawled into bed and gazed up at Luke's grin, it was replaced with a satisfied sense of shared exhaustion.
Evan stroked her shoulder and cleared his throat. "That was…"
"Incredible," Luke finished. A tired grin pulled his lips as he took care of the condoms and flopped down next to her.
"Oh yes," she agreed, pulling the covers up.
Then the men sandwiched her again, their strong arms crossing over her from opposite directions. Luke's face nestled against her neck and Evan pressed his cheek to hers. And as their breathing settled, it was the desire for sleep that drove them together.
***
Jasmine's eyes fluttered open and she tensed. Strong arms held her and warm chests pressed to her back and breasts, pinning her in place. Then she remembered where she was.
With a smile, she carefully freed herself from Luke and Evan's embrace. Their breathing remained even as she scooted to the edge of the bed and got to her feet. In the dark, she fumbled for her panties and bra before slipping them on. Getting dressed wasn't necessary, of course. But old habits weren't easy to break.
Since meeting the two men, her life had taken a new turn into uncharted territory. She'd never viewed herself as adventurous or unconventional… and certainly not kinky. But now she had to admit that "conventional" wasn't working so well.
Plus, she liked this new side of herself. She'd never found men easy to talk to, especially not the ones she was attracted to. And the ones who were interested in her… Well, they always seemed to amplify her worst fears, not make anything easier.
No, at this point, there was no going back. And the best part was that she didn't want to.
After a quick visit to the bathroom, she quietly padded into the main room and retrieved her phone from her purse. It was still a few hours before morning, but she knew what she needed to do.
"It's all right if you want to leave."
She jumped and a squeak escaped from her lips.
Evan stood, naked, in the hall. A sad smile pulled on his lips as he cocked his head slightly.
"But I don't mind if you wake me to at least say 'goodbye'."
"Oh, no—" Jasmine stammered. "It's not—"
He approached her and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "It's okay. I understand. I'm sure this is a lot to think about." He closed his eyes briefly, then looked across the room at the window. "You know, Luke and I haven't gotten things right in a while. But tonight, this felt right."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "We will be here for you, should you need anything. It doesn't matter if you only want to be friends. We would both like to see you again."
She sighed and reached a hand out, touching his firm chest. "I'm not leaving, silly."
Evan's eyes widened.
Jasmine tried to suppress the grin on her face.
He chuckled softly. "Luke will be relieved. He was looking forward to making you breakfast."
"And I bet I'll love it. Just let me take care of something and I'll be back to bed in a minute."
"Okay." He leaned forward and kissed her lips. Then he turned and strode back down the hall.
Jasmine watched his perfectly sculpted ass disappear into the dark. Then she turned and touched her call list. The phone rang for an extended period of time. Just when she thought it was about to go to voicemail, it clicked.
"Hmm—hello?" said the sleepy voice on the other end of the line.
"Hi, Rodney? Sorry for waking you." She wasn't really sorry at all. "There's something I've been meaning to tell you."
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Hunting for Curves
Cute and curvy Jasmine Taylor is down on her luck, and she can hardly believe it when two men (who are longtime lovers) proposition her for a sizzling hot threesome. But things become complicated when both of the men start to fall for her.
