One woman, two men.
Clarissa Stevens travels to beautiful Sanibel Island for her brother’s wedding, but the Florida destination is anything but a tropical getaway. Her life is in shambles, from her career, where she’s been recently downsized, to her non-existent dating life.
She’s prepared for the long weekend leading up to her brother’s wedding to be just another reminder of how truly craptastic her life has become. When her brother’s gorgeous best friends, the dominantly sexy Gavin and shy and brooding Trey, both show an interest in her, Clarissa thinks they might be the perfect distraction from all the problems that await her back home in New York.
Soon Clarissa learns that one man is fun, but two men? That’s twice the temptation.
Gavin stood behind me, the hard muscles of his bulky frame pressing along the length of my back. Trey faced me and tilted his head back, letting the water run over his head. I traced the path of the water, watching it sluice down his lean chest, rippled stomach and down to his narrow hips. My gaze settled on his semi-erect cock. Tentatively, I reached for it, and Trey let out a groan as I wrapped my palm around the base. From behind me, Gavin leaned down and dropped a kiss on my shoulder, while his hands slid along my torso, tracing the line from my waist to the flare of my hips. My breath quickened and I remembered Trey’s questioning words while we were at the bar stool.
You’ll let us know if it gets to be too much for you, though? We don’t want to overwhelm you.
Now I understood why Trey had said that. We’d just gotten started and I was already wound up. What would happen when both of them began touching me, kissing me, pleasuring me and taking pleasure from me? I’d find out soon enough, I realized, as Trey reached for my breasts.
“She has the best tits. And her nipples are so sensitive,” Gavin said near my ear.
“Mmm-hmm,” Trey agreed as he greedily pulled one my nipples into his mouth.
I gasped as Gavin slid his hand down to part my folds. He let out a satisfied moan in my ear, and I knew I was wet. These two had barely touched me and I was already aroused. Taking two men had been a fantasy of mine for a long time, but like so many other things that happened in the past twelve hours, it’d been something I’d tried to deny myself. I’d shoved this desire down so far, not allowing myself to imagine it could ever happen for real that now that it was, I was overcome with desire at the mere thought of what would unfold.
“She’s wet. God, I love how responsive you are, sweetness.”
I arched, into Trey’s amazing mouth and nimble fingers, and the movement pushed my ass against Gavin’s thick erection. The heat from his hard length pressed into the cleft of my ass. He inched it up and down slowly, drawing out the friction created from the water. I moaned, from the sensation of his cock sliding against my ass, from both of their hands and mouths on my body.
Trey lifted his head from my breast and inched his mouth up my neck until our lips were fused together. Gently, he breached my lips, his tongue soft and twirling against mine. He tilted my head back, so he could have deeper access. Gavin pounced on the position of my neck, his mouth nibbling and tasting at my nape. From behind, Gavin slid one hand up from my hips until he was fondling my breasts. He created a lazy rhythm, first stroking and tweaking one nipple, then moving to the other. Fire burned in my belly as my orgasm built. I wanted them both, I wanted to give pleasure to both and I wanted them know it. I worked my hand up and down Trey’s now hard length. At the same time, I rolled my hips. The bucking into Gavin’s easy slide against my clit amped up the friction to my engorged bud.
“Oh, yeah, move against me,” Gavin said in between nipping at my neck and shoulder.
“I want to touch you. I want to feel how wet you are for us,” Trey told me. He looked me in the eyes. “Do you want that, Liss?”
“No, tell me. Say the words. I want to hear what you want me to do to you.”
“I want you to touch me.”
“Where?” His green eyes were dark and full of intensity. It was one thing for Gavin to tell me all the things he wanted to do to me and quite another for Trey to demand me to say them aloud. I’d been fine with Gavin somehow seeing into the darkest parts of me and putting words to all the things I’d tried to push down for years. But admitting them? Having to ask for those things? Could I do it? Gavin still his hands on my clit and Trey eased his hips away from me, and his cock slid from my grasp. They wanted me to tell them what I wanted. I got it. Consent was everything in sex, and considering there were three people in the situation, communication was key. God damn it, why the hell was I having such a hard time with this?
“Come on, sweetness. Tell us. We only want to give you what you want.” Gavin said. He punctuated his words with a light kiss at my temple. Trey inched toward me and smoothed my wet hair from my face. He tucked the wayward strands behind my ear.
“If you don’t tell us, we won’t go any further.” Trey looked over my head and I could tell he and Gavin were making eye contact, trying to make sure they were both in the same place, I guessed. “I need to hear the words, or else our threesome will revert to a twosome.”
Ariel Storm believes that fantasies are meant to be explored, on the pages of her manuscripts, and beyond. Ariel fell in love with all things paranormal, magical and mystical at a young age. Her obsession with the dark, dangerous and forbidden began in her teen years as a way to rebel against her strict religious upbringing. Her stories can range from contemporary BDSM to new adult to paranormal. One thing will never change, and that’s writing scorching hot erotic romance with unconventionally sexy heroes.
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