Gun Shy (5 page)

Steam escaped, cold air rushed in. Kris shivered, the feeling replaced by mixed emotions as he gestured her to step forward. “I don't think so."

He smiled, almost as if he were trying to reassure her. “I just want to wrap you up in this. You’re getting cold, and I don’t want you to get sick.”

“Oh.” That sounded reasonable. Right?

She turned around, the towel falling around her, covering her from her shoulders to the tops of her thighs. His arms snaked above the material, pulling her back until she was snuggled into his embrace. Her arms were stuck inside the towel, making it impossible for her to move.

“Better?” he whispered in her left ear.

She stilled. It’d been him in the kitchen the day before! It was there in the way he was holding her to him, in the way he’d murmured to her, too. That soft voice. Those long-fingered hands. “Oh my God.”

His embrace lessened, but it was only so he could turn her around so she faced them. “What’s wrong?”

“It was you.”

She saw the moment it hit him. His eyes widened then darkened to a forest green. “Yes.”

“You didn’t stumble upon me in here, did you?”

“No.”

Thoughts slashed through her brain. “You’ll be able to fix my bathroom in no time, won’t you?”

He barely blinked at the insinuation lacing her words. “It shouldn’t take too long, no.”

Unbelievable!

“Is that a yes then?” Drew’s question threw everything into a spin.

Chapter Five

Even though Drew knew she wanted them, he wasn’t sure how this would go. Would she run away like she had only a few days before or would she give them a chance? He had no idea.

He also couldn’t wait any longer.

Grabbing her shoulders, he pulled her out of Scott’s embrace and made her fall against him. She flailed, the towel opening up just in time for her breasts to become cushioned against his chest. He hissed at the feel of her plush body so close. Unable to stop himself, he let his hands fall down to rest on her ass. One hand per cheek.
Perfect!
He grinned down at her.

“Drew!” he heard his friend groan.

But he didn’t care. Because you know what? She wasn’t complaining. No, instead, she looked up at him with a weird expression on her face, almost as if she didn’t know how to react. Maybe she needed another little push…

He lowered his head and brushed his lips on hers. It was just a small kiss, nothing remotely major in the grand scheme of things, but she reacted as if he’d just licked her clit. She moaned, the sound ringing in the tiled bathroom. His cock hardened even more, and he was sure Scott’s did as well.

She was so fucking ready for this. She might not know it yet or maybe she didn’t want to acknowledge it yet, but she wanted this. She really did.

Intent on proving it, he bent his head once more and took her mouth in a deep kiss. He was thorough, a lot more than he usually was during a first kiss. His tongue tangled with hers, his hands squeezing her butt while he was at it.

Happiness rushed through him when she leaned up on her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on to him as he kissed her breath away.

Something brushed the backs of his fingers. Something that moved. It took him a little while to understand it was his friend’s cock. He jerked back and shouted, “Are you nuts? Fuck!”

Scott stared at him with a smirk. “Dude, what did you think would happen? Threesome means three people, remember? You’re supposed to share.”

He lifted a hand from her round cheek and flipped him off. “I don’t want to touch your dick!”

What the hell?
His friend just shrugged. “I don’t see how you think we can do this without touching each other. Even if it’s not our dicks, it’ll be something else. Haven’t you done this before?”

He had but not with another man. He gulped and finally admitted it out loud. “I like it better when it’s two women.”

“So what am I doing here?” a voice piped up.

He looked down at Kristyn, having completely forgotten her for a moment. “Shit. Sorry, baby, I didn’t mean it that way. I just haven’t had a threesome where there were two men involved before.”

“Doesn’t sound like you’re ready,” she countered, pushing on his chest so he let her go.

He refused to pay it any heed and instead tightened his hold on her. Both hands now back on her butt, he rocked his hips forward and smiled at her little shriek. “Feel this?” he asked. “Can you really tell me I’m not ready?”

“Physically, maybe, but what about mentally?”

He rolled his eyes at the psycho babble. “Don’t play games with me, sweetheart. You’ll never win.” Before she could answer, and she’d intended to by the way her eyes had darkened, he lowered his head and captured her mouth once again.

That’s more like it
, he congratulated himself, loving the way she felt against him. All he needed to do now was convince her to move this to the bedroom. It was time for round two…

Scott’s gaze was fixed on his friend’s hands, watching as they squeezed Kris’s ass, time and time again. He wanted to feel her too, wanted to have her body snuggled against his, her tongue around his. But no, he couldn’t move closer otherwise Drew got upset.

What had he thought would happen if they really went through with this threesome? Seriously! Of course, they were going to touch. Especially if she agreed to take them both together at the same time…

His dick twitched at the thought, a pearl of liquid appearing at the crest. His thumb took care of it, rubbing it into his skin before drifting down. Fuck, he was hard as a rock here and he’d barely touched her! He needed more.

He needed…her.

Seconds later, he was right beside them. One hand curling into her wet hair, he forced her head back, a groan escaping her lips at the rough move. So she’d liked that.
Interesting
.

Ignoring Drew’s unhappy growl, he pulled her to him, angling his face so his mouth was right where he wanted it to be. His tongue slipped between her lips, not giving her a choice, taking that kiss he’d been yearning for.

He was harsher than he usually was, but she seemed to really enjoy that. Her left breast brushed his side, and his hand automatically came up to cup it. He weighed it with relish, loving how smooth her skin felt, how tightly puckered her nipple became once he started playing with it.

She moaned into his mouth again, and he knew, right then and there, that this was going to change everything. It wasn’t going to be only sex; it would be more. He could feel it.

Or maybe he just hoped it would.

Right now, he didn’t care. He just wanted her.

Something pressed against her back, or rather, someone. She was so much shorter than them that instead of brushing against her ass, the hard cock rubbed against the curve of her spine.

Scott’s kiss was unlike anything she would have expected from him. He usually was the calmer of the two, the more serious one, but he was taking her mouth as if she were his only hope for survival, sucking on her tongue, her lower lip… God, he was amazing.

Another set of lips found the spot where her neck met her shoulder. She jerked at the faint touch that progressively got more pronounced, as if Drew had been testing her at first, testing her response. When she didn’t pull away it seemed to do the trick.

He sucked on her skin, probably leaving a very big hickey in its wake. Weirdly enough, that didn’t faze her. And yet he’d just marked her. She thought about it for a short while, but their touch was becoming more assured, and she was beginning to lose control.

Did I even say yes to any of this?
she mused. She couldn’t remember doing so. She was accepting their kisses and caresses so maybe she’d already given them her answer. Just not a verbal one.

It’d been so long since she’d kissed someone, so long since she’d felt a man’s bare skin against hers. And the both of them felt so good and looked even better, exactly like in her dreams. Who was she to say no, really?

The thought echoed inside her brain, and that was all it took to get her to act. She’d only been responding before, but now, she really wanted to participate. She’d never been involved in a threesome, but she’d fantasized about this. She’d dreamt of being taken by the two of them, imagining their hardened bodies surrounding hers, sweat and cum gluing them together.

They’d become so important to her over the past months, from casual acquaintances to the best friends she’d never thought she’d have. They were different as day and night, Scott’s intensity lightened by Drew’s cheekiness. They were as tight as brothers though, and the first time she’d dreamt about them, she’d realized that even in her subconscious she thought of the two of them together. With her.

Breaking the kiss, she pulled back a little and looked up at Scott. “I think we need to relocate to the bedroom.”

His eyes widened. “Is that so?”

She nodded, Drew chuckling softly behind her.

“All right?” she finally asked, when neither of them moved.

“Sure. Sure.” Scott stepped away from her, looking a little dazed. “After you.” He motioned her to walk in front of him.

That’s when she realized she still wore the towel around her. It’d nearly slipped all the way off, baring her shoulders and the tops of her breasts. She held it against her with her elbows close to her body, striding out of the room before they could get a better glimpse of her nakedness.

They saw you in the shower earlier
, her mind countered. And they’d really seemed to like it. Their cocks had been hard, their eyes only showing lust and desire. So who was she to deny them?

“Be brave,” she whispered to herself before letting the towel drop.

Two groans rang in the air behind her. She whirled around, but they didn’t give her any time to react. Hands pushed on her shoulders, and she fell backward, landing in a sprawl on the king-sized bed.

Drew was in heaven.

The woman of his dreams, the one he’d been fantasizing about for weeks, was exactly where he wanted her.

Her legs were wide open, her pussy clearly visible from where he stood. He felt Scott tense beside him, and he knew Scott had noticed it, too. He’d been right. She was a real blonde, but then he’d already known that.

A light thatch of hair curled just above the apex of her thighs, and he thought about shaving her there, how he’d discover soft and wet skin under it all… “Mmm, baby. You look good enough to eat.”

He laughed when she jerked, her legs snapping shut almost immediately.

His friend hit his shoulder. “Don’t scare her,” Scott murmured.

No, Drew would never do that. Not with what was at stake here. “Don’t, Kris. We just want to please you.”

“Please me?” she repeated, her voice soft.

He watched as she pushed herself up on her elbows, her breasts following the movement. Her nipples weren’t as hard now, and he wanted nothing more than to go to her and suck on them until they were once again a dark red.

Why aren’t you then?
his mind countered, and he realized it was right. They were here for a reason after all…

He climbed onto the bed and laid on his side, his body only inches from hers. She turned her head toward him, and he smiled, trying to reassure her without words. She smiled back, and he could almost feel the relief spreading through him at the sight.

“Okay?” he whispered, but he didn’t wait for her reply.

His hand rose and fell, right on top of her right breast. She inhaled, the movement making her nipple rub against his open palm. He bent down and took it into his mouth, pulling on the skin until it was under his tongue.

Her skin smelled of Scott’s soap. That made him pull back a little until he remembered it’d been his idea in the first place to cut off the water in her bathroom. Hey, it had worked like a charm!

He felt her nipple harden, the skin crinkling around it. Oh yeah, baby. That felt good. It felt so good that he quickly switched and did it all over again with her other breast. Couldn’t let it be jealous after all…

She gasped, her left hand grabbing hold of his hair. He wasn’t sure whether she was doing it to let him know she didn’t want him to stop or whether it was involuntary. Either way, he liked it.

He heard her moan, a soft sound that echoed above their heads. He was praising his legendary skills when he realized she hadn’t moaned because of him. He drew back and looked down, only to find Scott lying between her legs.

Chapter Six

Oh God!

Scott’s tongue flicked over her clit, the long-forgotten sensation rocking through her. She’d really missed this. Over the past years, she’d even thought she might have imagined this, that sex could be this good. But no, she’d been right. When done well, it was amazing!