“Lovely,” I said between kisses. I had never experienced anything like it before. I kissed Rex with more desperation, and in a bold move, I placed his hand on my breasts. He complied with my silent request, rolling my nipple between his fingers.
Flynn inserted a finger into me, and I latched onto it with my inner core, my control near the end.
Each time he touched me, I tingled all over. I arched into his caress, my pulse sprinting in anticipation. I wanted to experience everything Flynn had proposed we do together. His suggestion was somehow revitalizing to my boring life. Rex had fulfilled every need, yet I still felt like something was missing.
Rex swirled his tongue around my areola, moving ever closer to my nipple. Never could I have imagined two men would seduce me in such a manner. I draped my arm around his neck, my hand on the nape. He had the uncanny ability to read my mind, and we often spoke for hours about any topic under the sun. The fact I had denied him this sort of pleasure made me feel guilty.
Sensations continued to abound through me, bringing me to grander heights. I wanted to touch both men in return, to explore what was happening between us without the burden of clothing. My own bodily greed took precedence. “I very much like that.”
I could feel the juices flowing between my legs. The blood pumped through my cunny, and something exploded from deep inside my womb. I threw my head back, my fingers clutching at Flynn’s hair. “Oh dear,” I moaned, the words coming out in a long wail.
Strong fingers clutched my bottom, my back bowed with a pleasure I had never experienced before. This was reminiscent of how he always made me feel when he was courting me. While Rex warmed my entire soul, Flynn had a way of igniting my blood. Not that I didn’t desire Rex, but I desired Flynn in a moreprimal way that had nothing to do with love. Lust was the name of the game with Flynn, and he appealed to the wild side I had tried to suppress my entire life.
My breath came in pants. I dropped back down to the settee, my body in a state of euphoria. I rested my head against Rex’s shoulder and tried to catch my breath. Rex surprised me tonight, and I was thrilled he seemed to enjoy himself. Guilt weighed on me for holding back on him, and I wasn’t sure if I could forgive myself for that. Had I known what was missing from our intimacy, I would have held on to it with both hands.
Face flushed, my essence on his lips, Flynn plopped down on the settee next to me, looking rather pleased with himself. There was a definite bulge in his trousers. Rex was in a similar state.
“Thank you. That was quite lovely.” Heat rushed into my cheeks. I bit back my growing embarrassment for what I was about to suggest. Putting up barriers was not an option. However, taking down barriers I had erected for many years would be a challenge. I was up for the challenge, however. “It would appear both of you are in need of having your desires appeased.”
“Never fear, my love, we shall soon find our own pleasure.” Rex reached over and pulled Flynn to him, his mouth finding the other man’s. It occurred to me I should feel a bit jealous over the impassioned way they embraced. Instead, it warmed my heart.
I watched the two men kiss mere inches from me, tongues dueling in an erotic dance of lust. The sight stoked the embers lingering in my core. I felt like the luckiest of ladies. The men had brought me unbelievable pleasure, and yet I wished for more. I had a feeling my time would come again. For now, I wanted them to experience everything we could together. While unconventional, for some reason, it felt right.
The kiss deepened, and I laid one hand on Rex’s thigh, my seeking fingers moving up the hardness. I no longer wanted tobe an observer but a participant. Touching my husband seemed less intimidating, and I allowed my palm to connect with the prominent length of his cock beneath the wool. Flynn clasped my hand and dragged his mouth from Rex’s. Impassioned eyes met mine. He brought my hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to it. “Might I have the pleasure?”
I read the pleading in the depths of his eyes. He said he had been in love with Rex and me. It was an odd concept that somehow worked. Or at least I hoped it would. Losing his friendship was not an option. He had brought me great pleasure thus, I would grant his request. “Of course. I wish to see how it is done.”
And if I received pleasure from it, all the better.
Chapter Twelve
Lord Flynn, Earl of Larsson
“I believe it is time for me to try my hand at seduction.” Rex dropped to his knees on the floor and pushed my legs apart. I stared at his bent head as he unfastened the buttons at my waist. He slipped his fingers into my trousers the way he had so many years ago. “It has been twenty-one years, but I think I recall what you like.”
“Let’s see if you do.” From the way he kissed Eleanor, perhaps he was just curious to see if the past lived up to the hype in his head. When I first explored my desires for other men after Mary’s death, I was convinced I was making more out of it than what truly had happened. What I found was that I enjoyed my brief affair with a bloke I met at the coffee house and for the past year, I straddled both fences. I assumed it would be a novelty and I would get over it. Thus far, I continued to carry my desire for cock.
“I will see to your wife.” I draped my arm around Eleanor’s shoulders and nibbled at her ear. Had fate drawn a different hand, she would have been my wife. When I had called on her father to ask for her hand, he brutally refused my offer, informing me that she had accepted Rex’s offer. That had been a lie. I had no way of knowing it at the time. Although it stung my pride and broke my heart, I had stepped aside for my friend’s happiness and hers.
She was watching out of half-closed eyes, and her legs were still relaxed and open for my exploration. Could she read my thoughts? After all these years, I didn’t want to feel those same emotions that I had thought I had put behind me. As I stared at her beautiful, pink-tipped breasts, rosy from Rex’s attention, I knew that wasn’t possible. I explored her pretty bosom through her gown once in my youth. I had been a naïve boy of nineteen with no idea what I was truly doing. She tilted her head to allow me access to her neck, but she wasn’t looking at me. Her eyes were glued to Rex’s actions. I glided my hand between her legs and began to tease her nub. The slick folds beckoned me, and I couldn’t wait to sink my cock into her body. That would have to come later. She licked her lips, her breath coming more quickly.
“Please do.” Rex slipped his fingers around my cock and rubbed his palm up and down my shaft. So many nights, I dreamed of him doing this, and now it was coming to fruition. While I didn’t want to live in the past, that’s all I could think about lately. This was my present, and my fantasy had come to life. He seemed eager to perform the service for me, and I was pleased our encounter thus far had proven to be enjoyable for all of us.
Familiar heat chased along my spine. I was no longer a randy youth, but my cock ached for relief. I had recently ended an affair with a man ten years my junior who challenged my stamina at every turn. It was very fulfilling but unsustainable in the long run. I preferred the company of people my own age.
