“I want to sleep with both of you,” Nelson said, interrupting Kimberly’s thoughts. Her pussy immediately got wet. Wet again, actually… After walking for ten minutes, inhaling Nelson’s masculine aftershave and being pressed into his strong body, cleaning up a bit in the bathroom had been an imperative.
Next to her, Samuel began to jiggle his leg just like he did whenever they watched a horror film.
“How does that even work?” Kimberly asked. She was too curious to beat around the bush.
Nelson squatted in front of her, and she remembered how attentive he’d been when he asked about her knee during the yoga class. “I’ve never been able to explain it mathematically, but twice as many mouths feel five times better.”
Wow. Just… wow. Kimberly fought a smile. This was an opportunity that would certainly never present itself again. Every man she knew would absolutely jump at the chance to have a threesome with two stunning women, and she’d be damned if she was going to pass up the equivalent if one of the men was Samuel. Especially after seeing how happy Elle was all the time. “What the hell,” she said with a laugh. “I’m in.” She laughed again. She hadn’t felt this excited about a hookup since graduating.
“Fantastic.” Nelson laid a hand on Samuel’s knee and interrogated him with a look.
Kimberly put a hand on Samuel’s shoulder. “Just once,” she pleaded. “I think it’d be fun.” Please just give me one night with you, she thought. Was he really so turned off by her?
Samuel closed his eyes and tilted his head back. His Adam’s apple moved as he swallowed. “I’m worried it will change things between us,” he said hoarsely.
“It won’t,” Kimberly promised. “We won’t let it.”
When Samuel looked at her, she saw that his pupils were dilated. “We won’t let it,” he said softly. “We can’t. If I lose you…”
“It would take a heck of a lot more than some bad sex to ruin us,” she said.
Fire blazed in Samuel’s eyes, and just like that, her dear friend was back. “Ok. I’m in. And for the record, there won’t be any bad sex.”
“Agreed,” Nelson said.
Now that they’d decided to do this, Kimberly felt shy and awkward. It was easy to figure out how two people fit together, but three…?
Nelson solved the problem by standing and leaning over her. His green eyes sparkling, he moved in slowly for a kiss. He touched the side of her breast, then cupped it. Kimberly moaned and instinctively moved her knees apart. Her pussy was wet, and when Nelson slid a hand under her ass and squeezed, she gasped.
He was forceful, just like she wanted. And she was horny enough that her embarrassment was melting away.
Nelson moved over and kissed Samuel. Kimberly watched, fascinated. She’d been shocked when she came upon their earlier kiss. Sex between men looked like it could get dangerous.
Samuel’s cheeks were ruddy, and both men had their eyes open. It was like they were each searching for weakness, like it was a fight. Samuel struggled to stand, but Nelson had him pinned down. She co
uldn’t help but peek at their pants and discovered that they were both excited.
She rubbed her palm over Nelson’s bulge. He grunted and channeled his aggression onto Samuel, biting his neck and forcing his head back.
Nelson squeezed the inside of Kimberly’s thigh, and his thumb brushed over the inseam of her jeans. She wiggled down toward him and sighed.
She didn’t dare touch Samuel. But she should, right? She chewed on the edge of her lip and tentatively placed a hand on his leg. His eyes closed as she slid her fingers up toward his sex.
How long had she’d craved touching Samuel like this? Seemed like forever. And she wanted to draw this moment out. She skirted his erection but pushed harder, moving in circles, always getting closer.
With a growl, Nelson grabbed her hand and placed it on Samuel’s cock, and Kimberly knew she was lost. She squeezed him, stroking him through the denim. She could feel the heat of his hard-on. The moment was so sweet. Everything she’d wanted was so close.
Nelson stepped back and pulled off his shirt, and Kimberly stared in amazement at the hard bulges of his muscles.
Samuel whistled. “There’s no way you got like that from yoga.”
Kimberly started to unbutton her shirt while the men were distracted.
Nelson laughed. “I didn’t, but I know men who did. I have a gym in the back.”
“What do you bench press?”
“We should work out together. You’ll find out,” Nelson said. He turned his beautiful green eyes toward her. “You can come, too” he said. “The only rule is that you have to wear really tight spandex, and if we don’t actually get around to exercising, so be it.”