Could we possibly do this at the same time? I tugged faster on Isaac. His breathing was heavy. I felt the tightening in my core. I was going to come with Dylan. I knew it. Could I be the perfect part of this trifecta equation they needed and wanted? Could I be the catalyst of sexual energy that brought us to nirvana at the same moment?
How did I give that to Isaac? How did I give him part of my body?
“I want you, Isaac,” I breathed. “I need you too.”
He leaned forward. Positioning was complicated. I could tell the guys weren’t interested in touching each other. They hadn’t come close so far. It seemed to be unspoken, yet understood. But I wanted his cock. I wanted to feel them come together inside me. I needed it.
“Fuck her, man,” Dylan panted.
“Come in her throat while I come deep in her pussy.”
I nodded. “Please. I want you to fuck me together. Please, Isaac.”
He straddled me without hesitation, pushing his cock between my lips.
“I’ve never heard anything so fucking hot, baby.”
Within a few pumps, the explosion was violent and overwhelming. I shuddered from both ends. Dylan howled as he released himself inside me. My eyes met Isaac’s as he pumped deep in my mouth, emptying everything he had. I let his cum slide down my throat to my stomach. I sucked the last drop with thirst for him.
My orgasm was just as reckless and wild. Breaking and cresting where it was unexpected. I couldn’t control my body. Dylan slammed into me over and over as I soared through the clouds. My clit hummed and my thighs were filled with an electric current as another orgasm tore through me. I’d never felt such passion. So much sinful pleasure.
Our breathing slowed and Isaac pulled back. He smiled. He leaned down to brush a kiss over my lips.
Dylan lowered my legs to the bed. “So fucking perfect,” he whispered.
And just like that. I’d had my first three-way.
17
Dylan
I was exhausted. Sated. Satisfied like I’d been with three women instead of one. But Vanessa was amazing. Unbelievable. Something about her innocence undid everything in me. She had a thirst for something darker, something richer that her body could do. She just hadn’t figured out what that was yet.
Somehow Isaac and I had taken that project on. We were going to be the ones to help her explore. To coax her. To teach her. To take her places she needed to go.
I hadn’t brought myself to look at him on the other side of her yet. She was nestled between us. Her soft body still warm and glowing.
I had done a lot of weird sex shit in my life. I’d been with lots of women. Hell, yeah, I’d been with two at once. But I swear, I’d never considered a three-way like this. It seemed right at the time. It seemed fair to everyone involved when we were standing in Vanessa’s kitchen.
Taking her the way we did felt natural. As if our true primal needs were being met. As if I could enjoy a woman in an entirely different way. Watching her move and quiver because someone else was deep inside her. I didn’t know it would turn me on. I didn’t know I would fucking love it. And I never knew Isaac could be in that equation.
I pushed off the bed, grabbed my boxer briefs, and walked out to the kitchen. I left the two of them wrapped in a cocoon of scattered sheets. I opened the fridge. Where was the damn beer?
I held up a bottle of wine. It would have to do. I twisted the cork from the mouth and poured a glass.
I leaned against the counter, taking big gulps. I couldn’t believe what had happened.
I knew tonight would go down as one of the most epic sexual nights of my life. I looked toward the hall when I heard footsteps.
I let out a breath when I saw Isaac.
“You drink that stuff?” He pointed to the wine.
“I couldn’t find any beer.”
He shook his head. “She doesn’t have any.”
“That would explain it. Want some?” I offered him the bottle.