Page 15 of Getting Off

Lucas felt Brooklyn trembling against him. But it wasn’t fear. It was desire. “Three of us…?”

He leaned down and kissed her ear and whispered. “We both want you, Brooklyn. More than anything. Let us make you feel like a goddess.”

Her breathing was unsteady, and she clutched him tightly, but she did manage to nod. That was all the encouragement either of them needed.

Lucas drew back a little. Enough to kick off his boots and finish stripping out of his gear. She watched him as she’d watched Dylan, her big eyes shining with desire too hot to be put into words.

Once Lucas was down to his boxers, his cock straining against the fabric, he glanced Dylan’s way. “I think she likes what she sees.”

Dylan met his gaze. “Damn right. Now help me coax our little hellion out of her suit. I haven’t been able to get her sweet body out of my mind.”

Brooklyn licked her lips and watched as Dylan slowly unzipped the front of her suit.

Lucas gently tugged the sleeves down over her arms and began to peel the thick fabric away from her damp skin.

Right now, he was so turned on that he didn’t miss the smells of perfumes, the fake scents and floral nonsense.

Brooklyn was real to the core and all the more stunning for it.

“So beautiful,” Dylan whispered before he cupped her face in his hands and took her mouth in a deep, intoxicating kiss.

Her moan of surrender sent a rush of blood straight to Lucas’s groin. He’d never been so turned on so quickly in his life.

Lifting her right hand to his lips, Lucas kissed her palm and then began kissing his way up her arms toward the center of her body.

He took up position behind her and gently lifted her hair away from her neck.

Even as Dylan made love to her mouth, Lucas kissed her shoulders and her spine.

He gently unfastened her bra, and she gave a little whimper as the straps fell down her arms.

The two of them stripped her naked with a precision that made it seem as though they’d been a team forever.

Cupping her breasts from behind, Lucas gently thumbed her nipples into tight little points just before Dylan’s mouth left her lips and began to suck lightly at her breasts. The sensation of Dylan’s tongue rasping over Lucas’s fingers was erotic beyond endurance.

Lucas’s cock was pushing at his underwear, and he could not resist the urge to press it against Brooklyn’s soft backside.

He wanted her. He wanted Dylan. Nothing else in life would satisfy him.

Dylan knew he had to move fast. If he didn’t, they were going to wind up fucking right here in the mudroom, and that wasn’t what he had in mind at all.

He forced himself to let go of Brooklyn’s delightful breasts. Reaching for Lucas, Dylan kissed him over Brooklyn’s shoulder and felt her watching every second with utter fascination. Then Dylan pulled away and looked at them both.

“Let’s get in the shower. The three of us. I don’t care how long this lasts. An hour. A year. A decade. Right now, I want to see you both wet.”

He heard Brooklyn’s breathless laugh as he led the way through his cabin toward the master bathroom.

His bedroom was a bit of a disaster, but at least the bed was clear.

The sheets were rumpled, but he’d washed them a day ago.

And yeah, there were jeans and clothing dumped on the floor, but hell, sometimes you missed when you kicked them at the hamper.

Dylan didn’t care about the mess. He only cared about getting these two under the hot water with him.

He hadn’t been exaggerating about the master bath either.

The place looked like it should be in some five-star hotel—complete overkill for the rest of the cabin, but he wasn’t complaining.

The shower was a walk-in style shower. It had a ten by twelve area of space with marble, built-in benches, and showerheads lining all four sides.

Even Lucas looked like he approved. And that was coming from the rich guy.

“Oh, God,” Brooklyn whispered as she followed him inside the cool interior. There were skylights to provide natural light. Throwing her head back, she stared up at the ceiling. “It’s beautiful.”

“No, baby.” Dylan noticed that she’d peeled off her panties somewhere on the way to the bedroom. Her pubic thatch was just a narrow, sexy strip of dark blonde hair trimmed down until it was no more than an invitation. “ You are beautiful. We’re the luckiest bastards in this city.”

“And that’s saying something,” Lucas said roughly as he wrapped his arms around Brooklyn and took her mouth in another passionate kiss.

Dylan turned on the water, the spray and mist starting out a little bit cold and quickly warming. He watched the water bead on his lovers’ bodies as it soaked their hair. Black and blonde, the perfect contrast.

Brooklyn’s hair darkened beneath the water and stretched down her sleek back.

Dylan had to make himself leave just long enough to hurry into the bedroom and grab the box of condoms from his nightstand.

He had no doubt they were going to need a bunch of them.

As an afterthought, he grabbed the lube as well.

By the time Dylan got back inside the shower, the steam was rising toward the exhaust fans near the skylights, and Brooklyn was on her knees before Lucas with his cock between her lips.

Dylan groaned as he watched. He nearly dropped his handful of fun accessories as he watched her bob her head enthusiastically to let Lucas’s cock slide in and out of her mouth.

The groan that slipped out of his mouth was pure lust. He was never going to forget that sexy sight.

Now he was eager to join the fun.

Setting the condoms and lube aside, Dylan entered the shower and knelt beside Brooklyn.

She turned to look at him with surprise, but her blue eyes grew wide when he ducked beneath Lucas and used his tongue to stroke Lucas’s sac.

The low moan of pleasure from Lucas told Dylan he had it just right.

Lucas buried his fingers in Dylan’s wet hair as well as Brooklyn’s.

She didn’t remain surprised for long. She whimpered and squirmed as she began sucking even harder at Lucas’s cock. Wondering just how much she liked the sight of him sucking Lucas’s balls, Dylan slipped his hand between her splayed legs and teased his fingers into her wet pussy.

Brooklyn moaned. The low, erotic noise made Dylan’s cock jerk and throb. She shuddered against his hand as he gently fondled her silky wet folds. She wasn’t just wet. She was soaking, and he knew it wouldn’t take much more to bring her release.

He loved the sight of her lost in passion. He wanted more of it. Dylan let the pad of his finger stroke her clit with quick flicks that sent her rising toward her first climax. The first of many in Dylan’s mind.

She drew back from Lucas’s cock as her orgasm took her. She cried out and shuddered around him, grabbing his hand with both of hers and holding it still as she trembled there, eyes closed, water running down her lean body.

He could not wait to see just how hot Dr. Brooklyn was when she really let loose.

When she had ridden out the most intense waves of pleasure, Dylan rose and kissed Lucas’s flat stomach.

“Have a seat on the bench,” he told Lucas. “Our pretty doctor needs a cock in her pussy. Don’t you, sweetheart?”

She half opened her eyes, a slow smile on her lips. She was still breathing hard.

He gave her some time to recover as Lucas sat his perfect body on the bench. Dylan reached for a condom and ripped the package open with his teeth.

His hands were trembling as he sheathed Lucas’s thick erection in latex.

He could feel Brooklyn watching them with hungry eyes.

There was no doubt that she loved every second of seeing Dylan and Lucas touching.

When Dylan took her hand and gently positioned her over Lucas, he could see the barely restrained desire in both of them.

That passion only heated his blood all the more.

“You ready?” he whispered in her ear, his words barely above the sound of the water.

She could only nod.

With one hand, Dylan gripped Lucas’s thick shaft. With the other, he eased her down.

“That’s it,” Dylan murmured as he helped her lower herself on the thick shaft that Lucas offered. “Does it feel good, sweetheart?”

“God, yes !” She moaned and began to rock and grind herself against Lucas.

Dylan knelt between Lucas’s legs. His lover was already holding Brooklyn’s narrow waist with his hands to guide her rhythm, but Dylan wanted her to come without triggering Lucas’s orgasm. Not yet. Not when Dylan needed to be inside him so badly.

Wedging his shoulders between their tangled legs, Dylan unerringly found her clit with his fingers.

He was very careful because he knew she’d be sensitive.

But he reveled in the sensation, feeling the intimate place at which their bodies were joined.

Feeling the sexy slide of cock into pussy as Brooklyn took everything Lucas had to give her.

Dylan let his lips toy lightly with her breasts, nipping her sensitive flesh and driving her even higher toward climax.

Her body was slick with water, and her pussy was drenched in her juices.

She gasped, the sound echoing off the tile walls as she came with all of the ferocity of a wild thing bent on satisfaction.

Brooklyn was reeling from a second mind-blowing orgasm so close to the first. The pleasure was overwhelming.

She was high on desire and sex and satisfaction.

Right now, she was so fiercely happy that she’d taken this chance that she couldn’t even speak even if she’d the breath to try.

She wanted this. This intimacy. This love.

She felt so absolutely, relentlessly alive for the first time in so very long.