Hardy pushes my panties down and pulls my lips into his mouth, his tongue flickers between them, and then he looks up at me. “Open your legs, Mary, be a good girl and let me eat that sweet pie now,” he growls.
My mind wrestles with the idea for a second. I mean, this is wrong… right? What kind of self-respecting woman just gives in to two men at the same time like this? What would people think if they knew the queen of sweet romance was a kinky woman who was dying to be fucked by two wild men out in the woods?
My fingertips touch the rim of my glasses, the ones that I’ve always felt kind of made me like Superman, but in reverse. When Clark Kent didn’t want the world to know who he was, he put glasses on. But with me, with all my book covers and promotional photos showing these robin egg blue glasses on my face, well, if I want the world to recognize me, I have to keep them on.
Suddenly, I realize just how much of this good girl persona is tied to these simple frames. Wrapping my fingers around the smooth edge of them, I tug them free from my face and toss them down onto the coffee table. I do what Hardy told me to, I open my legs wide, giving both men deeper, fuller access to my pussy and ass. Tonight I’m not Mary Gordon, author of twenty-two charming Christmas romances, tonight I’m whoever the hell I want to be.
Owen twists his tongue against my asshole and I can’t help but surrender to the explosion of strange pleasure. I moan to the cathedral ceiling as Hardy pushes his tongue inside me deep and then teases my clit with it.
Suddenly, Owen stands up and I whimper at his absence. I’m amazed at how quickly I’m craving something only moments ago I thought was so dirty. I grip Hardy’s shoulders, twisting my hands in his shirt as he cups my ass with his big hands and pulls me onto his face, eating me out like a starving man. Behind me, I hear the distinctive sound of Owen’s zipper being tugged down.
My back stiffens, is he going to put that in my ass? I don’t think I can do it. I’ve never taken a cock in there before and the idea is making me equally anxious and excited. I glance over my shoulder and watch in awe as he pulls out a huge cock, throbbing and ready to fuck me with. He slowly strokes it as he pulls his shirt off with his free hand. Hardy stands back up too, quickly removing his shirt. The two of them are chiseled. Hardy has an intricate, dark sleeve of tattoos slithering down over his arm. Owen is leaner and his abs are tight, and I just want to run my hands all over them.
Hardy pops open his jeans and shoves them down until his cock springs up. It’s full and thick and ready to make me scream his name all night long. “Get down on your knees, kitten,” he demands.
I swallow hard, looking from Hardy’s face to Owen’s, they nod and both guide me to the edge of the couch where Owen sits down. They ease me to the floor until Owen’s bulging thickness sways an inch from my lips.
“That’s right, baby, suck my cock.”
Wrapping my hand around his thick shaft, I open my lips wide and take him into my mouth. Owen groans and threads his fingers through my hair. I slurp my lips around him as my saliva coats his shaft and I pull him in deeper over my tongue.
Hardy pulls off his pants and underwear, kicking them across the floor. He gets back down on his knees behind me and dips his fingers into my slit. He presses one at first, sliding it inside me and I grip down on him. “Goddamn.” His voice is pure grit. “You’re so fucking tight.
My lips are sliding up and down Owen’s thickness, my tongue is swirling over his cock’s head, the saltiness of his precum is teasing my tongue. He leans back on the sofa and watches me from half hooded eyes as I blow him. Hardy presses something thick and warm at my entrance. At first, I think he’s going to push two fingers inside me, but it’s too big for that. I moan on Owen’s shaft as Hardy pushes the head of his cock into my wet pussy.
Hardy grabs my shoulders and presses into me until his cock is slick with my juices. When he slides back and fucks me again, he doesn’t stop until his balls slap my pussy from behind.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan.
“Yeah, you like that don’t you? I knew you had a dirty little slut inside you, just begging to be freed. You love having two thick dicks inside you at the same time, don’t you, Mary?” Hardy rumbles in my ear.