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“For you, we see now,” Gage affirmed.

  “Still. I need you to use them.”

  Trey’s brows knit. “You’re not still capable of—”

  “No. I’m past that age. But please use them. Just…because.”

  “Not a problem, baby. Now come here,” Gage said, sweet as could be as he led her down into the water and the lounge. “I’m going to kiss your pretty mouth.”

  Trey had his hands on her hips. “And I’m going to play with your pretty pussy.”

  Chapter Four

  Once Gage had helped her into the cool water, he put his hot lips to hers in an all consuming kiss. He probed with his tongue and caressed the insides of her mouth like a starving man. He anchored her head so that he could ravish her, sucking her tongue into his own cavern. “Baby, you kiss like an angel.”

  “Gage,” she got out between luscious assaults by his mouth, “I’ve never thought French kissing was angelic.”

  He chuckled. “I want to kiss every inch of you.” His hand wended down her throat. “Your breasts. Your navel.” His hands went wherever he named. “Your tummy. And this.” He pressed her public bone. “I want this, too.”

  “You’ll have it.”

  “But right now,” Trey said as he pushed her thighs wide, “this is mine.” He traced her folds with delicate fingers.

  Belle hummed in expectation. “Show me.”

  He sank two fat fingers inside her and her hips rose up out of the shallow water.

  “Oh, cara,” he told her, “you’re so ready.”

  “I know. I know!” she cried. “I don’t want to come but oh, god, if you keep your fingers inside me any longer I will—”

  She flung her head back, her pussy pulsing in the first orgasm she’d had in five years without her own fingers or her vibrator.

  She went with it, rocked with it, moaning into Gage’s warm chest.

  He stroked her hair from her cheek as she came to. “You needed that, darlin’. How long has it been?”

  “Since I had a man stroke my cunt?” she asked softly. “Years.”

  “Aw, baby.” He rocked her close. “For a woman like you, that is criminal. But it’s okay. Trey and I are going to give you so many more. Bigger, too.”

  As if in agreement, she could feel Trey’s fingers slide over her G-spot. “Put her up on the side of the pool, Gage.”

  He lifted her as if she weighed two pounds, and there, with her legs bent at the knees over the rim and her feet dangling in the water, Trey spread her thighs out and put his warm mouth to her cool skin and her hot pussy lips.

  “Oh, my god!” She grabbed Gage by the arm while Trey began to stroke her labia.

  “You like this, sweetheart,” Trey told her as he found her clit and tapped it, then kissed it.

  “Let yourself love it, baby,” Gage whispered. “Trey can do you proud. Go with it.”

  “Mmm,” Trey hummed against her tender flesh. “You taste so good.” He dipped a finger deep inside her and brought out cream to lick off his finger. Then delved inside for another scoop for her. “Taste it, Belle. What you’ve got for us is the sweetest juice.”

  She lifted up and licked his finger, languid as a well fed cat.

  Gage gulped. “Give me some of that, Trey.”

  He reached inside and brought some out for his friend. Gage sucked it off in one quick move.

  Then Gage pushed hair from her cheek. “I want you in bed now. Trey needs it, too. Where?”

  “My master suite,” she told him. He began to lift her immediately. “No. Wait. Kiss me once more before we go.”

  He did as she asked, bending over her and taking her lips in the sweetest, hardest claim.

  “Gage, let’s get her bedded, man. I have got a package here that must get inside her wet cunt soon or I’ll lose my mind.”

  Gage led her inside, Trey right behind them.

  “Here.” She swept a hand toward her king size bed that she had stripped down to her softest creamy white sheets earlier this afternoon. She put her hands to her breasts. Her nipples tingling.

  “She’s in need, Gage.” Trey indicated her caress of herself. “Climb up there and do her proud, buddy. I want my piece of that red hot pussy.”

  Gage grinned at her, then climbed into bed, grabbing a few pillows and bunching them behind him. He turned around, spread his legs, with that long red shaft of his pointing straight up and offered her his hand. “Come here, baby, and let me hold you while Trey eats you up.”

  She bit her lips. Writhed. “The things you both say to me make me want to come just listening to you.”

  “Good!” Trey pointed at Gage. “Get your pretty ass in there next to his cock so I can get to loving you properly.”

  She tossed her hair and just to be a brat about it all, as she slithered over to Gage, she put her mouth over his very long length, kissed the pre-cum that beaded there and then sank over him completely and withdrew.

  Gage groaned as she came away.

  Trey’s hands were on her buttocks, and suddenly she felt him invade her pussy with one finger from behind her.

  “Oh! You are one bad boy!” she told him.

  He slapped one cheek. “You’re a bad girl! Put this fine ass of yours in his lap so I can suck you. Do it now!”

  “Yes, sir!” She laughed and swung around to nestle into the hollow between Gage’s legs. “Picky, aren’t you?”

  “Damn right, cara. I don’t eat just any pussy. And I don’t fuck just anyone, either. Neither does Gage.” He came closer to her, grabbed her knees and pushed them out, then knelt down to put his fingers to her labia. “But he and I decided that we damn sure want you, baby doll. And when we want, when we eat and when we fuck, we make damn certain we are all going to enjoy the whole damn ride.”

  He sank between her legs and as Gage began to stroke and tweak her nipples and kiss her shoulder, Trey put his lips to her pussy and sucked her into the hot cavern of his mouth.

  She mewled. Trey spread her legs out wider.

  He put his tongue to her clit and titillated her nub with little flicks. He fingered her clit, pinched it and sucked at it. Muttering at her between thrusts of his tongue, he would praise her hot cunt, demand she give him more cream, exclaim how good she tasted and then retreat to finger her.

  “Ready to have me inside you, cara?” he asked, his eyes glazed with lust, his fingers madly stroking her deep inside. “Here? Hard?”

  “Yes, yes,” she demanded.

  “How much?”

  “Damn you!” She heard the snap of a condom. “So much I’m blind with it!”

  His dark face split in a marauder’s grin as he hooked his hands under her knees, pulled her forward out of Gage’s embrace, hauled her up his corded thighs and sank his blunt penis into her to the hilt.

  She screamed.

  “Yeah, baby,” someone crooned.

  “Oh, honey,” said someone else. “I am going to fuck you now.”

  Once more, she felt the joy of a wild release rush over her. Her skin, her nipples, her womb, her pussy were on fire. She felt Trey sink in and pull out, ram inside and slither out, then rock her like a piston, pumping her, hitting her G-spot and making her keen and thrash her head.

  “Come now. Give it all to me!” he yelled and she let loose on him, her hips rocking up and slamming against his.

  “Oh, Christ, cara,” he whispered to her as she felt him rock into her, lock and hold as his cum spurted out of him. He gave her a few more thrusts that she met with cries of delight. “You’re one sweet woman.”

  At last she opened her eyes. Trey was still up on his knees before her, his hands to the mattress, his cock lax now in the latex, but still thick and oh so appealing. She reached out a hand to his thigh. “I loved it. Loved you.”

  He got a lop-sided grin going. His dark green eyes were languid with sexual innuendo. “Makes two of us.”

  And that made her think of the third in their party.

  She shifted around to gaze up at Gage. Still a
gainst the headboard, propped on the pillows, his face was stretched in sexual tension. He surveyed her lips, her nipples, her hand on her pussy. His hand was stroking his long, thick erect cock.

  “Let me take care of that for you, sweetie,” she whispered as she slid around and got up on her knees.

  “What did you have in mind, darlin’?” he answered as she cupped his cock and took his balls in her other hand.

  “I thought I’d give you something special.”

  “A treat?” his face lit up as she began to roll his testicles and stroked his shaft.

  “Yesterday morning when you found me doing email in my computer?”

  “I remember.”

  “I had an inspiration.” She noted how her hand could not reach around his girth totally. Thicker than you appear. She grinned.

  “Wow. Baby.” He watched her hands as she thumbed his slit. “What was it?”

  “You are, sweetie. This is.” She lifted his cock and then sank over it, taking all of his long hot length right down her throat.

  His crushed her curls in his hand. “And what will you do with all that inspiration, honey?”

  She pulled away. “Tongue you. Lick you.” He was soft skin over fired steel. She smiled up, teasing him with a kittenish look. “Suck you off.”

  “Darlin’, make no mistake. You can start the fun with that lovely mouth of yours, but I am finishing us off by burying my cock inside your cunt.”

  “Ohhh.” She shivered in delight. “We agree,” she declared and shot a look at Trey who had removed his full condom and was taking up a position at the side of the bed in her chaise longue. “Are you supervising, honey?”

  “I’m learning all the ways to make you come, Belle, so I earn the rights to get back in that bed again with you.”

  She gave him a hearty smile, then one to Gage as well. “I love giving blow jobs.” She caressed the silk of his hot shaft. “Yours is so long, honey.” She kissed the tip, then sucked at the whole head. He growled. “So hard.” She sent her lips down over his impressive length and applied pressure as she retreated. He moaned. “You like this?” she whispered as his hips shifted. “I do. So much.” She sank over him and sucked at his rod twice.

  He sank his fingernails in her shoulders. “Baby, you are so good at this. Christ, Trey. What have we got here but a damn great woman?”

  She was sucking Gage, sensing Trey leaning closer to watch her actions.

  “Enough!” Gage shouted. “I have to be inside that pussy.” He lifted her off him.

  She licked her lips, whimpering, as he rolled her to her back and spread her thighs wide.

  “Oh, hell, so fuckable,” he cried. “Give me a condom, Trey.”

  She was inching her hips toward Gage’s cock, dying to be filled as Trey ripped open a package for his buddy.

  With a snap, Gage rolled on the latex and in the next breath, lifted her hips and sank right down deep inside her core.

  She growled in delight, raised her head to look at his marvelous hips pumping his cock into her pussy.

  Gage leaned over, grabbed her by the nape and kissed her madly. “Damn, baby. You’re the sweetest piece.” And then he let her sink back to the mattress and he fucked her long, hard and wild. She gripped his hips, his cock sending electric shocks to her cunt. His cock sliding and stroking, hitting her cervix and making her scream with delight as she swelled and the pounding began. She shook with it, vibrating from her pussy to her nipples. She cried out and sank like a feather to earth as the last ripples fell.

  Gage fell over her, kissing her ear, massaging her nipples and murmuring nonsense to her.

  Slowly, she came to. Opened her eyes. Smiled at Trey who adored her with appreciative green eyes. She curled her hips up, felt the limp strength of Gage’s cock still inside her and gave him a swift internal squeeze of her vaginal muscles.

  He moaned. “Oh, baby, you’re one talented lover. Inside and out.” He kissed her lips. “She gives you a good hug inside her, Trey.”

  She did it once more. “Just saying thanks.” She grinned at him.

  He chuckled.

  Trey rose up from the chair. “Move over, you two. I’m coming in.”

  They scooted to one side.

  And as Trey climbed on, he settled his big warm body flush to her side, putting his lips to her shoulder and nuzzling her nape. Gage got up to discard his condom and when he settled on the other side of her, he tongued her nipple for a few minutes, then sank two fingers up inside her cunt where the luscious sound of her cream had each of them grinning at the other two.

  Gage kissed her mouth sweetly. “Sleep, baby.”

  Trey agreed. “Tomorrow is another day for us to love you.”

  Belle closed her eyes, drifting toward a delicious nirvana, knowing that she now had not just one man in her bed for one glorious night, but two magnificent lovers for more than that. How fortunate could one woman be?

  “Wow, guys,” she whispered and kissed each man lavishly on his mouth, then settled back between them. “I do love what we’re doing here. Gives new meaning to the phrase sleeping triple in my king size bed.”

  Chapter Five

  She woke the next morning to the aromas of breakfast—and flashbacks to a fabulous night of indescribable passion.

  She ran her hands over her breasts. Her nipples beaded in her palms. She shifted her hips. Her cunt was empty, but swollen, and her memories had her pussy creaming.

  She heard the men in her kitchen, clinking dishes and pans, murmuring to each other. Talking about last night? Did you have as good a time as I did?

  “I do hope so,” she said aloud, but the question loomed in her mind like a vampire, sucking the joy from her. She darted out of bed, headed for the bathroom, her toothbrush and her shower. Standing in the hot spray, she couldn’t escape the fears that the men had found her breasts too full. Her waist too thick. Her thighs too slack. Her eagerness too unappealing.

  Oh, god, Belle. She dropped her forehead to the tile wall. What is wrong with you? Were you thinking with your pussy?

  She hooted at her silly question. “Of course, you were. You are older than they are and you should be wiser!”

  She straightened. Okay. Go with that wiser theme. Let them know they can leave anytime. That you enjoyed every minute and expect nothing more from them.

  She stepped out of the shower, wrapped one of her big fluffy towels under her arms and another around her wet hair, then headed for the bedroom, some clothes and objectivity.

  But she halted at the door, blinked and gave a full throated chuckle at the two men who entered her bedroom.

  Trey had donned one of her aprons. And nothing else. The red check ties which he had looped around his neck and around that trim waist left enough of his body to her view that she felt her pussy swell with appreciation. He carried into the bedroom a tray of coffee carafe, mugs, creamer and sugar bowl as he grinned at her. “Sleeping beauty awakens.”

  Behind him, came Gage holding another tray. He had adorned himself in one of her half aprons. The pink ruffles accented the toned length of his thighs and his tan. The sight of his ripped arms and chest had her cunt creaming, moisture coating her thighs.

  “Great to see you both up,” she teased, her delight in them irrepressible.

  Both men snorted.

  Gage glanced at Trey. “How does she know that?”

  “’Cause, my man, you’re poking a hole in that damn pink thing!” Trey came to her side and put the tray down on the table. “We thought you’d need energy!”

  Gage arranged a few of the pillows at the headboard. “Come back to bed, baby. We’re going to show you how we can cook.”

  She chuckled. “Didn’t you do that last night?”

  “Oh, yeah,” he replied. “Different kind though. Come try our eggs and bacon, for openers.”

  Trey took her hand. “Climb in here, cara. And let’s take this off, shall we?” He hooked a finger in her towel and let it drop to the floor. “God, you’re b
eautiful.” He ran his nose down the arc of her throat and her shoulder. “You smell good, too.”

  She felt herself blossom at his touch and his compliments. Was she so hot for sex that she was losing her mind at an early age? Her fingers wrapped around his biceps.

  He smiled against her shoulder, cupped one breast and pinched her nipple. “Come eat, cara.”

  She couldn’t resist him or the invitation. Propping herself against the pillows, she crossed one leg over the other, hiding her pussy in a modesty she knew was ridiculous given what they had done together. Her nipples tingled and she saw their attention rivet on them. “You can see what you do to me by just walking into a room.”

  Gage’s gaze darkened as he focused on her breasts. “I have no objections.”

  “Me, either,” Trey said, “But we need some food before we plan our day.”

  She rubbed her hands together. “Tell me what you’ve got there.”

  “We found bacon, eggs, toast, strawberry jam, honey. Sound good?”

  “I need my coffee first,” she told Trey.

  “At your service, cara.” He dutifully poured. “Black? What?”

  “Cream, please,” she said as she accepted the mug from his hands and watched him pour for Gage and himself. “What time did you get up? I didn’t hear you.”

  Trey took the chaise. “Maybe an hour ago. We went upstairs to our rooms and took showers and shaved. Didn’t want to wake you.”

  Gage settled at the foot of the bed. “You were out like a light.”

  “I’m glad you made yourself at home.” She smiled at them and sipped her coffee. “Great stuff. What’s your formula?”

  “One level scoop of grounds to one cup of water,” Trey told her. “Gage is the cook this morning. We have him to thank for the rest of breakfast.”

  “Smells wonderful. How about a piece of bacon?” She waggled her fingers at Gage’s tray that he’d placed on the bed beside him.

  “Sure, honey. Whatever you want,” he told her as he reached for a plate full of crispy strips. His eyes stayed on hers.

  “What?” she asked him, seeing the question within his gaze.

  “We need to talk about us,” he said. “Where we’re going here.”