Desire (8 page)

By the time she walked outside, the limo she
associated with them was waiting by the kerb. Drake got the door for her. He
helped her inside. She slid into the far corner. Drake got in next followed by
Evan. Both men were large. The seats should easily fit three people, but with
their width there was only enough room for the two of them.

The older brother took control, giving
instructions to the driver, and then pushing up the partition separating them
from the driver. They were in absolute privacy, or as private as they could get
in the back of the limo.

Her pulse raced as Drake removed his jacket.

“Isn’t that dangerous?” she asked as Drake moved
toward her.

“Not for me. I’ll be careful.” His hand landed
on her knee pushing up the fabric of her dress.

Fighting would be useless. She wanted this
desperately.

Sinking down in her seat she stared up into his
gaze. His eyes held so much promise. She licked her lips.

“You need to stop doing that,” he said.

Wendy licked her lips wanting to see what his
reaction would be.

He groaned. Drake pushed her skirt up to her
waist exposing her naked flesh.

“Shit, she wasn’t wearing any panties, Evan.”

Staring over his shoulder she met the
smouldering look of the older brother.

“Touch her pussy, Drake, but don’t let her
come.”

Opening her legs wide Wendy gripped Drake’s
hair. Within seconds his tongue was sliding through her slit. The touch to her
clit made her jump. She’d been wired since meeting each of them. Her body was
on fire for what they could do to her.

She watched Evan move to her side. He sat next
to her. His hand on her cheek felt gentle and delicate. Evan was anything but
gentle and delicate.

Drake pressed two fingers into her pussy. She
thrust up to meet his strokes while Evan pressed his thumb between her lips.

“You look so fucking sexy,” Evan said.

Leaving Drake’s hair, she turned her touch to
Evan. She pulled him down smashing his lips against hers. The intense need that
enthralled her scared her. She’d never been one to allow her feelings to
influence a decision.

Her body was the one speaking tonight. Refusing
their touch would be stupid.

Evan moved her forward even as he kissed her. The
zipper on her dress was pulled down exposing her back. She’d worn a bra. Her
breasts were too large not to. The top of the dress was pushed past her chest.
Breaking from the kiss, she stared into Evan’s eyes to see the same fire
blazing in his gaze. He looked half possessed as he stared at her. Pushing her
nerves aside, Wendy reached for the clasp of her bra. In the next instant her
breasts sprang free for them to look at and touch.

Taking his hand she pressed his palm to her
breast.

“Touch me,” she said.

“I’m going to do more than touch them.” Evan
caught her chin in his hand brushing her lips with his. The possessive feel to
his touch shocked her.

“What are you going to do?” she asked,
intrigued.

“While Drake tastes that delicious pussy, I’m
going to suck your nipples until they’re rock hard. I want to know how
sensitive you are to my touch.” He flicked her nipple. The effect went straight
‘round her body.

Her stomach tightened as her clit swelled with
renewed need. Evan made quick work of her clothing. Wendy was shocked to find she
was completely naked in the back of the limo when Evan and Drake were still
dressed.

“I love this,” Evan said.

“What?”

“You’re naked and at our mercy.” His hand grazed
down her body dipping to where Drake was licking. Drake immediately stopped
letting Evan touch her.

Evan grabbed her attention as he swirled his
finger around her clit. She gasped arching up to him. He dropped down to finger
her entrance. The heat building inside her made her think of a blazing fire
that couldn’t be stopped.

“Keep licking her, Drake.” Evan pressed the
finger to his lips. She watched him suck the digit into his mouth licking off
her cream like it was a lollipop. “You taste exquisite.”

Her gaze dropped down to his throbbing erection.
She saw the outline of his cock through his clothing. His cock was pressed
against his zipper. To Wendy, it looked like it wanted to break free.

Evan’s head leaned in as Drake sucked her clit
into his mouth. She cried out. The dual sensation of Evan biting her nipple and
Drake licking her pussy was too much. Within seconds she exploded around their
expert mouths.

She cried out. Her body shuddered, replete and
satisfied with her orgasm.

“I didn’t give you permission to come,” Evan
said. He was smiling.

“I couldn’t help it. I’m not used to this.”

He stroked her cheek. “You’ll get used to our
desires.”

Turning her attention to Drake, she was shocked
to find him with his trousers around his ankles and his cock covered in a
condom. For a split second she was speechless. He looked so beautiful. The size
of him reminded her of a Greek god with the powerful presence he possessed.

She wondered if they’d ever modelled for a
sculpture. The question ran through her mind, but she ignored it.

“Go to him,” Evan said.

“You don’t mind?”

He shook his head. “I love to watch.” Evan eased
back on the seat.

“Come here, baby. He likes to watch, and there
will be plenty of time for me to watch you with him.”

This was unchartered territory for her. She’d
never known any men like them. They were possessive and yet were willing to
share her with each other. None of it made any sense to her.

“We’d never hurt you,” Drake said, capturing her
hand. He eased her over his lap. His fingers brushed her pussy before he
aligned his cock to her slit. “Are you ready for me?” he asked.

She nodded. The excitement she felt was causing
her to shake.

“Good.” He guided her over his thick erection.
She’d never known a man could be
that
wide. His presence was known the moment he started pushing inside.

His grip tightened on her waist. She’d have
bruises when he was done.

Wendy kept her words to herself. She imagined
women told him regularly about his size, and she didn’t need to help stroke his
ego.

“Shit, she’s fucking tight, Evan. Tight and perfect.”

Both hands went to her hips, and then he slammed
her down the last few inches onto his cock. She cried out no longer caring if
the driver could hear her or not.

Thrusting her chest up, she felt him hitting
deep inside her. No number of orgasms could have prepared her for the sheer
size of him.

“Fuck!” He kept cursing.

When she grew accustomed to his length being
inside her, she started to move on his cock.

“She looks so good riding your cock,” Evan said.

Looking behind her, Evan had his cock in his
fist. He pumped the hard shaft, and his gaze watched Drake fucking her.

Drake tugged her hair to gain her attention.

“Keep your gaze on me. He’s content to fuck his
fist. I’m going to fuck you.” He pulled her down for a kiss. She nibbled on his
lip plunging her tongue into his mouth.

She rode his cock as he plunged inside her.
Closing her eyes, Wendy arched her back pressing her breasts to his face. Drake
took the invitation, biting one of her nipples. She cried out as the sensation
went straight to her clit.

“Open your eyes,” Drake said.

Wendy did as he commanded but then licked her
fingers before pressing them to her clit.

“That’s it, baby. I want to feel you come around
my cock. Stroke your clit. Give me your fingers,” Drake said.

His words fired her blood. She pressed her cum
soaked finger to his lips. He licked her cream off, and then she placed her
finger to her clit. At this rate she wouldn’t last. Between his dirty talk and
knowing Evan was getting off from watching them was too much. After she gave
Drake her fingers for the third time, she came apart in his arms. The pleasure
and the heady scent of sex were unbearable. She climaxed with a scream.

Drake’s grip tightened as he slammed inside her
hard. Her tits bounced with each hard thrust. All Wendy could do was hold on as
Drake sought his release. His cock tensed inside her then jerked as his seed
pulsed.

When he collapsed back on the seat, Wendy turned
to see how Evan was doing. He was folding up some fabric. His cock was now
flaccid.

“He has found his release, Wendy. Watching you
come apart is such a fucking turn-on,” Drake said. He stroked her back with
soothing touches. She snuggled in deep wanting the comfort he offered.

Evan’s gaze never once left hers. He tucked his
cock back into his pants and winked at her.

The driver’s voice came over the intercom. Drake
kept stroking her back as Evan spoke. She closed her eyes inhaling his
masculine scent. The leather of the seats was also comforting to her.

Evan touched her shoulder. Glancing at him she
waited for him to speak.

“We’ve got five minutes and then we need to
leave.”

Together, they helped her into her dress. The
fabric was wrinkled, but she’d let the dry cleaners fix it.

Her hair was no longer in her clip but tumbled
around her face. She could only imagine what she must look like.

Chapter
Nine

Watching Wendy come apart and being inside her
tight heat was the best experience of Drake’s life. He helped her out of the
limo then followed her up the steps to the door to their place. Evan thanked
the driver while he threw the keys onto the counter. Wendy stood clutching her
purse in her hands. She looked nervous and so damn tasty.

Unable to stop himself, Drake pressed her
against the wall sinking his tongue into her mouth. Her taste was delicious and
addictive.

“You’re starting without me?” Evan asked,
closing the door.

Drake broke the kiss only to go to her neck.

“You can join us at any time.”

“You two confuse me,” Wendy said, breathlessly.

Her body shook as he pressed against her. His
cock was hard for her once again. There was no way he’d ever be satisfied with
one quick fuck. He wanted her desperately.

“How about a drink?”
Evan
said.

Wendy nodded. “I need a drink.”

Letting her go, Drake followed them through to
the sitting room. Evan poured three small glasses of brandy. He watched Wendy
gulp hers down. Her face looked pinched as she gasped. She handed her glass
back asking for another.

Drake and Evan hadn’t even got their first
drink.

With her second glass in hand his brother raised
his. “I want to toast to new relationships.”

“And to great fucking,” Wendy said. The image
was lost when her cheeks blossomed at her words. Drake chuckled while Evan
raised his brow.

Their glasses clinked together.

“I think it’s time we took this upstairs.”

Drake took the lead by escorting Wendy up the
staircase. He went straight for Evan’s room because he owned the bigger of the
two beds. Placing his glass on the bed-side table Drake took Wendy’s glass from
her.

Her fingers ran up his shirt front pushing the
jacket off his shoulders.

“I think it’s time I got to see you naked.”

His gaze skittered to Evan. His older brother
was already undressing. The time for watching was long past. The look in Evan’s
eye couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than need. He walked into the room
and up behind Wendy. Evan moved her hair aside laying little kisses along her
neck. Just watching was enough to get Drake’s cock hard.

When it came to Wendy he was always hard,
especially when she licked her luscious lips. He wanted to see those lips
wrapped around his cock. Her fingers eased the buttons of his shirt free. He
wrapped her hair around his fist, tilting her head back to claim those lips.
For the rest of his life he was going to be having fantasies about those lips. His
shirt fell to the floor, followed by Evan’s. His older brother was undressing
himself.

Drake smirked. He loved having all the attention
when his brother had to wait.

In the next instant he gasped as Wendy went to
her knees before him. She tugged on the belt then unzipped his trousers. His
cock sprang free when she pulled the trousers down. Drake stepped out of them.
Her gaze landed on his thick cock.

“You’re hard already?” she asked.

“Only because of you, baby.” Stroking her jaw, Drake
pressed his thumb between her lips. “Suck my cock, beautiful.”

She took him deep into her mouth. Her moans
vibrated along the length of him.