Bren and I roar with laughter at his choice of words.
“I only meant,” Finn says, “that when we did that in the past, we were young, stupid, and with a woman neither of us would ever see again. It was different.”
“Shame,” I say like I don’t care my threesome fantasy just slipped between my fingers. I can’t deny the heat in my body or the slickness collecting where my thighs meet. I throw Bren one last teasing smirk and stand to kiss him with an open mouth, ensuring Finn can see our tongues playing with each other. I let go of Bren and look over at Finn. “Guess I’m going for a swim. You know, to cool off.”
I lock eyes with Finn as I take off my top, then my bra. I shimmy out of my shorts and underwear next and wink at him before turning to walk toward the pool.
I only hear Bren ask Finn, “Are you sure?” before I jump into the deep end.
Holding my breath, I cross my legs underwater, keeping myself under. The water around me cools the heat on my skin a little, but it also pebbles my nipples even more and is doing nothing to calm the desire inside. I am just devising a plan to kick Finn out so I can have Bren when the water ripples with a splash. I open my eyes underwater as a hazy figure swims my way. Then a second splash follows, and there are three of us submerged.
SIXTEEN
Sofia
Ican’t hold my breath any longer, and I kick up with my legs until my head breaks the surface so I can gulp in some air.
I swim to the middle of the pool where my feet can touch the bottom when two heads pop above water next to me. Finn stands in front of me.
Shirtless and in boxers.
They must have ripped their clothes off as soon as I jumped in.
While the water reaches my shoulders, Finn is so tall, his chest is entirely above water, giving me a view of those perfectly sculpted pecs. My mouth waters, and I bite the inside of my lip at all the dirty thoughts running through my head.
The water ripples as Bren moves behind me and leans his chest against my back.
Finn presses his forehead to mine and closes his eyes but won’t touch me with his hands—as if I were made of fire. “Are you sure, Bren?” he asks in a husky voice. Finn opens his eyes to search mine, his heavy lids drooping over dilated pupils. The question was addressed to Bren, but I know Finn is asking me if I’m sure too.
Bren’s massive hands wrap around my waist from behind. His lips caress the back of my ear as he speaks. “Sofia. It’s up to you. Will it bring you pleasure to be with both of us?”
My mouth too dry to speak, I can only nod.
“Only for one night, Sofia. Do you understand?” Bren says.
I nod again and crane my neck so I can look at Bren. He leans forward so I can make out his features. He smiles a sexy crooked smile and nods with encouragement. “Are you sure?” I ask him.
Bren’s smile doesn’t waver when he nods again. A knot forms in my throat because I know he is doing this for me. Bren is too possessive, too jealous to share, but with this act of selflessness, Bren is making one thing clear; he will bend to make us work. He hasn’t up to this point, but he’s willing to try, and that is the message he is sending when he tells Finn he can touch me tonight.
I turn to Finn again, reassured Bren is okay with this.
Bren’s voice is raspier than usual when he speaks softly into my ear. “Tell us, Sofia. Do you want both of us? Do you want two dicks inside you at the same time?” One of Bren’s hands leaves my waist so he can pinch a nipple and then returns it to my lower body, sinking lower and lower down my middle and past my belly button.
“Yes—yes.” I nod again after I find my vocal cords.
Two thick fingers part my throbbing flesh, and I lose my footing, but Bren catches me, letting the back of my head rest on his chest. Finn’s lips find my mouth, and my eyes fly open with surprise. He bends his legs so I can straddle them in a seated position, and both his hands drop to my breasts to play with my nipples gently as Bren props my back up so I won’t fall under water.
Bren sinks one finger into me, and the sensations are too much. He flexes his finger and dips it slowly in further—painfully slowly. So slow, I want to cry out, but Finn’s tongue is still exploring my mouth, so I can only purr into his.
Bren’s free hand wraps around to find mine, and he leads it until I find his erection behind me. My fingers clasp around it, and I stroke it gently. I break away from Finn’s mouth so I can catch my breath, and I look down, searching for my second prize.
Finn pulls his length out through the opening in his boxers for me, and while it’s true that water magnifies the apparent size of anything in its depths, by the feel of it, Finn’s cock is almost as massive in size as Bren’s. I work both my hands, one in front and one behind me, the two erections hard against my palms. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on before.
Finn’s lips come down on my neck, and he growls against my skin as I pick up the pace. While Finn’s tongue tastes my neck, Bren peppers sweet kisses in that tender space between my neck and shoulder on the opposite side. The feeling of two mouths on my skin is unreal.
Bren sinks a second finger in me and swirls them in delicious circles. I roll my hips, trying to force his fingers deeper, and water splashes between us.
Finn chuckles. “So eager,” he says.