Desiree Holt - Caught in the Middle

Troy took the drink and nodded. “Have a seat.” He offered Anneke one of the recliners or a spot on the couch.

She chose to sit in the middle of the couch, figuring for the most clichéd scenario. A moment later, Bill and Troy had sat down, each occupying a side of her.

“What brought you and the girls out last night?” Troy slid an arm around Anneke and the back of the couch, his fingers brushing against the soft skin of her neck.

A shiver ran through her from the touch, the spark of desire spreading low in her belly.

“I had a bad breakup with this stupid ex and needed to be cheered up. The girls came over and brought a stack of bad porn so we could drink and make fun of guys who can’t fuck or get hard when they see hot chicks.” Anneke took a sip of her beer and looked at both men.

Troy ’s fingers played lightly over her skin, sending goose bumps rushing over her skin. “I see. So you three decided to go out after watching bad pornography.”

“Mm-hmm. It’s kinda our thing.” Anneke stretched and let her shoulders relax against the couch. A pair of hands caressed her shoulders and turned her to face Troy while easing tension from her.

“That feels good.” Anneke stretched out, leaning forward for Bill’s strong hands. Nimble fingers moved over her shoulders, smoothing tension out of her neck. She set one leg across Troy ’s thigh.

He smiled and stroked her thigh. “You’ve got very nice legs.”

Even through the jeans, she felt the strength in his touch. Anneke smiled. “I work out.”

“I can tell.” He gave her thigh a light squeeze.

Troy set down his drink and excused himself. He walked into the kitchen.

Anneke kept her gaze on his ass, watching the shift of weight in his jeans. Bill spread out one thigh alongside hers, easing her back into his arms that settled around her waist.

“You’re not trying to make a girl too comfortable here, are you?” She set her head back against his shoulder.

Bill nuzzled her cheek with his rough five o’clock shadow scraping her cheek lightly. “Now why would I do that?” His drawl slipped out in his speech.

Anneke found it cute.

A moment later, Troy returned, lighter in hand. He walked around the room, lighting various candles including the ones on the fireplace mantel.

He move gracefully from one candle to the next before setting the lighter down. The air filled with scents of jasmine and cinnamon, instantly warming things.

He picked up his drink, brought it to his lips and took a sip before settling down on the couch beside Anneke. He pulled one leg into his lap and took off her shoe.

She wiggled her toes and watched him slip off her sock to reveal a stocking clad foot.

Winking, he rubbed his knuckles into the ball of her foot. Rolling his knuckles down slowly, he looked up at her and smiled. “And your feet are pretty, too.”

Sighing, Anneke let herself slip into a deeper state of relaxation. She felt safe with these two men so far, though her hormones were racing through her body at the speed of an Indy 500 race car… She definitely wanted some action and needed to steer the conversation towards her aching pussy.

Troy ’s fingers massaged her foot, sending pleasurable waves up her thigh towards her throbbing bud.

Bill’s hands worked down her shoulders and started in on her arms. “You’re toned.” He muttered, kissing the back of her neck.

A chill went down her spine, hardening her nipples. Anneke turned and cupped Bill’s chin and stroked it lightly.

He leaned back, spreading his legs open for her.

She settled herself against him, nudging his cock with her ass. She wriggled her hips. “I’d like to feel that sometime.”

Bill smiled against her skin, inhaling her scent.

Troy ’s fingers had worked between her toes, easing discomfort from her. His hand crept up her leg, long fingers massaging her calf muscle. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “Stockings?”

She winked. “Yup. I was hoping you two weren’t gay.”

Troy leapt up and straddled her thighs, his huge figure encroaching upon her. His mouth hung inches from hers. “You think we’re gay, darlin’?”

She snorted. “What’s it take to get a girl laid around here?”

Bill’s soft chuckle blew whispers of warm air against her neck.

Troy leaned in, pressing his lips hungrily against hers. His tongue shoved into her open mouth, swirling around the inside as though claiming her while he explored. He pressed her against Bill, his mouth slanting over hers to deepen the kiss.

Anneke stroked his tongue with hers while inhaling his oh-so-divine, masculine scent. This was what she wanted!

Her skin itched against her bra. Panting, she begged for his touch or Bill’s. Either would work just as long as one of them took her into his warm mouth and suckled hard.

Bill’s fingers continued to massage down her arms until he’d reached her elbows. Sliding his hands around her waist, he lifted up the hem of her shirt slightly and touched her cool skin with his hands.

She adjusted her weight against him to allow him to slide his hands up her back while kissing Troy ’s luscious lips.

Troy continued his oral assault on her mouth, pushing, nibbling on her lower lip while tugging at her lips to tease her.

It worked.

She pushed him back and let Bill’s hands lift off her top. Discarding it on the floor, she sat between the two men in jeans and bra while they were both fully clothed. “This is a good start!” Her eyes widened when Bill unhooked her bra.

“If you don’t want this, say so. We’ll-”

She turned around and seized Bill’s mouth with hers. Glad for respect, but damn!

Bill’s mouth wasn’t quite as pliable as Troy ’s, but it was just as delicious. He was more open, more submissive in his gestures, letting her take control of the kiss. His heady scent was a mix of aftershave and hay, a scent that she could certainly get used to while fucking his mouth with her tongue.

His five o’clock shadow nudged against her chin, his mouth parting for more of her tongue’s plundering.

Troy ’s hands found her breasts, capturing them between his large hands and rubbing the nipples in circular motion with his thumbs.

The sensation of his hands on her breasts sent electricity arcing down her body towards her throbbing clit. She was definitely soaked now!

Every nerve was primed for Troy ’s skilled touch. Hands squeezed her breasts while a hot wet mouth latched onto one and suckled hard.

Troy now lay halfway across her body, his mouth working her nipple into his mouth. He trailed his tongue over one breast, down her belly then back to the other breast without fully removing her bra.

She shivered against him and let Bill’s hands cup the back of her head. She pulled him in deeper for a kiss while a palm caressed his chest and fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. Once she popped one open, she worked her way to the next one, her hand caressing the light thatch of hair that covered his chest. She looked down at his musculature. Sure enough, he was built beneath those clothes. Licking her lips, she kissed a trail of fire down his neck.

He arched into her, his hands tugging lightly at her hair.

Troy ’s mouth found her belly and suckled her flesh.

Anneke giggled and licked Bill’s mouth while a hand snaked through Troy ’s thick hair.

Bill caught her lower lip between his and suckled, nipping before dragging his mouth down her neck, leaving fiery kisses in the wake of his mouth.

Anneke broke out in a sweat, her breasts heaving.

Troy took one in his mouth and suckled hard, sending more electrical pulses shooting towards her wet pussy.

She shifted her weight to accommodate his hot mouth. Hands reached for her waist band, tugging lightly at the zipper.