“You have no idea,” Bren teases in my ear. He circles his index finger near my clit but never touches it, driving me completely and utterly insane.
“I need you both to please fuck me,” I whine.
They both chuckle. “And polite.” Finn grins. “She said please.”
“She did,” Bren agrees. “But Sofia, all the condoms are upstairs,” he teases.
Letting go of both of them, I spin around to look at Bren. His white t-shirt clings to his torso, molding into his concrete ab muscles. His lids are low, eclipsing his irises, and he looks at me through long black lashes sparkling with water droplets. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” I ask him.
“I’m okay with anything that will make you happy,” he reassures me and grins wide. He really means it, I think.
“We’re going upstairs,” I declare and quickly get out of the pool. I grab us all towels and dry frantically. Both men peel off the remaining wet garments from their skin and wrap towels around their waists.
I lick my lips staring at them both. I’ve died and gone to heaven.
Finn bends to pick me up and throws me over his shoulder, making me squeal with surprise. “Finn!” I grab on to his perfect ass—for support, of course.
He smacks my ass playfully. “Lead the way,” he says to Bren.
Finn carries me upstairs and lays me down on the bed while Bren rummages through his luggage for condoms. He sets way more condoms than necessary on the bed, and I gulp. I suddenly realize I’m in for a very long night.
Finn twirls one of the small packets between his fingers, and his eyes search mine. “Would you like to do the honors?” he asks.
I glance back at Bren, and he nods with an encouraging smile. I take the packet and open it with my teeth.
“You have a beautiful mouth, Sofia,” Finn says as he rubs his thumb over my upper lip.
“Her mouth is mine,” Bren says, making Finn chuckle.
I maneuver to take Finn’s thumb into my mouth and suck on it. He lets out a small growl, and I let his hand go free so I can sheathe him. I run my fingers down his perfect six-pack and those deep-cut vee muscles and place the condom on the tip of him, which gets wetter as I roll it down his long shaft. He is massive, and veins bulge along the length of his cock.
The bed moves and Bren’s hands turn me over to face the other way. His lips find my mouth, and he kisses me deeply, with hunger, need, and desperation to have me. “You’re sure you can take both of us, Sofia?”
“I think so . . .” I say but fail to convince anyone, including myself. I talk a big game, but now I’m actually nervous. This might just be more than I can handle.
Finn’s hands grip my hip bones, and he scoots me back on the bed, so my ass faces up at him. God, this position is so hot. Not only is this a sublime threesome fantasy, but Finn is practically a stranger, adding to my arousal and making me ache for both of them.
Bren wraps my hair around his hand, and he pushes me down until my face is within inches of his erection. For a moment, I’m glad he didn’t want me to go down on Finn because I want to taste Bren, and only Bren, on my tongue. I hold on to his powerful thighs for balance, my elbows propped on pillows.
As the tip of Finn parts my entrance, I take Bren into my mouth. Finn surges through me in one long, deep stroke. “You’re so wet, Sofia. You’re dripping down your thighs,” he says in that throaty, sexy voice of his that plunges me into a frenzy. I suck Bren harder and take him deeper into my throat, forcing Bren to take the reins and fuck my mouth.
I need to scream from the overwhelming pleasure, but the best I can manage is a moan against Bren’s cock in my mouth. Both men thrust into me most deliciously, and I am so close to ecstasy that my body tenses.
“Do you want me to prep her for you, brother?” Finn asks.
What the fuck? Prep me? I want to ask, but Bren inside my mouth prevents any words from happening.
“Yeah. Please,” Bren says while panting—his eyes glued on me.
My body clenches tighter and tighter until I know release will overtake me soon, and just before my orgasm finds me, Finn rims my other entrance with his thumb. The sensations are all too much. Then he sinks his thumb into that tight entrance, and my entire body shudders with the strongest orgasm of my life.
As I clench, Finn lets out a growl. “Fuck. You’re so tight, Sofia.” Finn’s thumb keeps thrusting in and out of me. He is so gentle at first, it isn’t painful. Then he picks up the pace, and I find myself shifting to meet his strokes.
“She’s ready,” Finn says, and I let Bren out of my mouth so I can look between them.
“Ready?” I ask.
Bren smiles darkly at me while he puts on a condom but doesn’t answer my question. He leaves the bed and walks over to the side where Finn stands. Finn leaves me and flips me onto my back. I ache with need at his absence inside me.