“Right.”
Derek moved behind her and put his hands on her shoulders while Nate kissed her mouth. Then Derek kissed the side of her neck.
It was sensation overload, a man in front of her, a man behind her, both kissing her. Heat surrounded her. She lifted one hand from Nate’s hard chest and reached for Derek’s head, digging her fingers into his short hair. She tipped her head, giving him access to the tender flesh of her neck, while Nate devoured her mouth. She moaned.
The pain in her heart subsided at the affection she felt surrounding her. This was more like Nate…gentle and considerate. She wasn’t sure what had happened earlier, but it had been so…sleazy. She couldn’t bear it.
The hurt was quickly fading, replaced by arousal, by shimmering pleasure sliding over her skin. Her breasts felt heavy and achy, her nipples burning. She became lost in the sensuality of four hands on her body, two mouths kissing her everywhere.
Nate’s mouth devoured her in hungry, passionate kisses, his tongue licking inside her mouth in long, lush strokes. She met him with her own, stroked her tongue along his bottom lip. Needy little sounds worked their way out from deep inside her.
Derek’s hands drifted down her upper arms and cupped her breasts through the silk and she swelled into his palms. “Love your tits, honey.”
Nate’s hands settled on her hips and he lifted his mouth from hers to suck in air. They gazed at each other. The sharp insistent ache between her legs told Krissa she was wet there. She felt shaken by the intensity of Nate’s kisses, by the wild emotion he’d aroused within her.
Derek’s mouth continued to caress her neck and shoulderswith soft kisses, licks and little sucks of her flesh, his hands on her breasts. Then Derek pushed the chemise down lower.
Both men had seen her breasts before. That night in the hot tub she’d taken great pleasure in teasing Nate with them, knowing how Derek liked to watch that. But this felt different, both of them touching her.
Nate gazed at her breasts, at Derek’s hands covering them. Derek cupped the sides, pushed them together, creating deep cleavage. “She has gorgeous breasts,” Derek murmured. “Suck them.” A low rough sound came from Krissa’s throat and she watched Nate’s face as he studied her curves, the awe and desire, watched as his face came closer and kissed one tight nipple.
Krissa’s entire body twitched hard at that touch on her sensitive nipple and when Nate kissed it again, licked it slowly, then took it in his mouth, she cried out. Derek held both her breasts as if in offering, and the firm pressure of his hands assuaged the ache. Nate sucked hard on one nipple, then the other, swirling his tongue around and dragging the edge of his teeth over the tight bud. Hot streamers of sensation shimmered a path from nipples to womb. Her body ached and flowed with need. Pleasure sparkled through her nerve endings, arousing her to a fever of delight.
They played with her breasts for a long time, with murmured compliments and moans of pleasure, until she was writhing and out of her mind with lust. She leaned back against Derek’s chest, weak and shaky. Then Nate tugged the chemise down further from where it crumpled around her waist. She stretched her legs out and lifted her hips off the bed, pushing against Derek, and the scrap of silk disappeared.
She had taken the trouble to prepare for the evening, waxing and shaving. Nate stroked her smooth legs, drew in a breath as he studied the neat triangle of dark hair above her slit. He stroked a finger down the crease where thigh met hip, satiny bare.
Derek wrapped his arms around her, across her tummy and she turned her head against his shoulder to look up athim. He kissed her, slow and warm. “Damn, you’re hot, baby.”
They were doing it. All three of them. It felt right. It felt special and loving.
Nate pressed a kiss to the puff of curls between her legs, and she felt him inhale. God, that was sexy. Her thighs parted involuntarily, just a bit, enough for him to slip a hand between. He stayed like that, kissing around her groin, her thighs, his hand clasped between them.
Derek played with her nipples again, tweaking them with his fingers, pulling at them until they felt hot and glowing. She looked down at herself, breasts full and swollen, nipples cherry red. She groaned.
Then Nate pushed her thighs further apart, and he scooted down on the bed. Languorously, she spread her legs for him. He murmured appreciatively, kept kissing and licking her thighs, moving closer and closer to her centre. “You smell delicious, Krissa.”
Her clit pulsed and her vagina ached.
“Lick her,” Derek rasped near her ear.
“Mmm.” Nate parted her with his thumbs and her hips lifted off the bed.
“Oh, God.” She leaned her head back on Derek’s shoulder, let him cup her breasts while Nate licked his way through her folds. His tongue pointed and dug into her opening, a teasing taste of what she needed, only she needed more, more…more. He kissed her folds, little suckling kisses, gentle and delicious.
“Sweet, Krissa. You taste sweet, like honey and peaches.”
She arched with pleasure. God, this man knew how to give oral sex! She felt disloyal to Derek thinking it, but Derek’s technique was aggressive, with fast, hard tongue movements. Nate was slow and luxurious, tender kisses and gentle sucking. He pulled her swollen flesh into his mouth, gently released it, then moved to the other side and did the same. Sensation burned and twisted inside her. Then he moved his mouth upand suckled his way up to her throbbing clit. When he finally took it into his mouth, tugging and nibbling it at, his teeth holding it while he licked over it, she exploded against his mouth.
She cried out, body arching, spasming, Derek holding her down. She dug her heels into the mattress, pressed up into Nate’s mouth, felt herself flood with wetness, hot pleasure sliding from his mouth, radiating out to her fingertips and toes, sweeping up into her hairline.
“Jesus,” Nate muttered against her pussy, still giving her little licks and sucks, drawing out every last quiver of delight until she lay limp between them.
“Oh my God, oh my God.” She couldn’t move enough to even raise her eyelids. Her chest heaved, heart raced.
They both gently stroked her body, Nate’s attention on her hips and legs, Derek’s hands sliding up and down her arms and shoulders.
“Now you’re ready.” Satisfaction heated Nate’s voice.
