“So beautiful,” he told her. She smiled at him as Tommy released her hands and she wrapped her arms around Vic’s neck.
* * * *
She felt Vic slowly ease out of her but just as she thought he might continue to cuddle, he flipped her onto her belly, eliciting a small scream.
“Hey!” she yelled over her shoulder but then saw Tommy placing the condom onto his cock, and she knew what he was going to do. Her body somehow tightened up in response to what she was seeing and then flowed with her juices. She thought that Tommy was the quiet one, the sensible and patient one. Vic meant business and was demanding, tough as nails, and bossy. She felt the excitement as he lifted her by her waist, placed her knees where he wanted them, then pressed kisses to her back. She felt the palms of his hands smooth along her ass cheeks then down the crevice.
“Oh God.” She tightened her ass and both men laughed.
“Face it, baby, with two men making love to you, this ass is going to be seeing cock often,” Tommy teased.
Her belly did a series of somersaults. “Oh God, I don’t know if I can.”
“You never had a cock in your ass, baby?” Vic asked, and now he was caressing her ass cheeks and moving fingers between the crevice to part her cheeks. Her pussy clenched then released more cream. She felt Tommy reach between her legs and press fingers to her cunt.
“Oh yeah, brother, I think she likes the idea of having a cock in her tight ass.” He pumped his fingers up into her and she gripped the comforter with her fingers.
“Oh please, Tommy.”
“Please what, baby?” he asked as he leaned his chest over her ass and back while he fingered her.
“I need.”
“We know what you need,” Vic stated next to her face as he gripped a handful of her hair and tilted her face toward him. He kissed her on the mouth as Tommy pulled his fingers from her cunt, spread her ass cheeks, then pressed his cock up into her pussy.
She moaned into Vic’s mouth and he kissed her deeply while Tommy immediately began a series of fast, hard thrusts into her. She pressed her ass back in counterthrust and he moved faster, deeper as he wrapped an arm around her waist, squeezing her back against him. She felt the solidity of his chest. His large, thick thighs collided against her thighs, and she knew without his strength holding her, she would fall forward. Their bodies felt locked together in such a primal way like this.
All the while, Vic released her lips, kissed across her jaw, neck, and down to her chest. Then he watched her as Tommy made love to her for the first time. When Tommy lifted Elise up so that she was leaning her back against his chest while he thrust into her pussy, she screamed her release. In this position she felt so tight, and he felt incredibly hard. She could barely take each stroke, and the significant difference between their sizes aroused her. Both men were filled with muscles and an untamed presence that mysteriously filtered through the air around them. It was almost magical in a sense. He thrust again as he placed his palm over her belly then lower until she felt his palm and fingers over her pussy. The combined sensation of his cock, deep inside of her as he penetrated her from behind while pressing her pussy firmly, caused every sensation to erupt.
“Tommy, oh God, Tommy!” She came again and he exploded inside of her, thrusting his hips two more times before he lowered her back to the bed.
She remembered him kissing her shoulder blades and neck before someone got a washcloth and cleaned her. Then she was snuggling between them and fast asleep in no time at all.
* * * *
Vic somehow knew that he was caught in another bad nightmare about the time he served in the Middle East. Yet in between the bodies, the gunshots, and explosions he saw Elise. She was being held captive by a terrorist that had no face. Vic struggled with trying to wake himself up. He didn’t want to give in to the fear and the pain he felt. But his mind was in control as he drew his weapon and moved people out of the way to get to Elise. He felt the hit to his chest. The bullet injuring him, but not killing him. He roared in pain but trudged on as he saw the terrorist dragging a screaming and petrified Elise through darkened streets. “No!” he yelled out as the terrorist held a gun to her head and pulled the trigger.
Vic jumped up from the bed and fell to his knees. He was holding his head and praying that it wasn’t real. He looked behind him, afraid that they were there. The ones that killed Elise would kill him and Tommy next. “Hey, Vic, it’s okay, brother. You’re in Texas. You’re safe.” He heard his brother as he pulled on a pair of boxers and slowly approached Vic. Vic saw past him and there sat Elise, looking frightened but alive.
“It was just a nightmare. You’re okay,” Tommy told him.
“What’s wrong? Is there anything I can do?” Elise asked.
“He gets these sometime from the war. It’s okay. He’ll be okay.”
* * * *
Elise was scared and concerned. Tommy and Vic were such big, strong men, and to see Vic in such torment pulled at her heart and her soul. She wanted to help him. She had read about posttraumatic stress disorder. There were more than a few soldiers who frequented Dixie Chix that experienced side effects.
She had to do something as she watched Vic stare off into nowhere. Tommy was trying to get through to him. Then she heard Vic mumbling.
“They got her. They shot her in the head.”
“No, no, she’s right here and she’s fine,” Tommy told Vic.
Elise climbed down off the bed and Tommy placed his palm straight up at her as if she shouldn’t get close to Vic. D
id he think that Vic would hurt her?