Chapter 24
THE LUCKY ONE
Aubrey
Someone might hike past us. Someone might hear us. But I just can’t find it in me to care.
Not as Ledger catches his breath. Not as Dev tucks a finger under my chin and says confidently, “I’ll get her ready.”
But I’m pretty sure the water park in my panties means I’m ready.
“Oh, trust me. I’m more than ready,” I say to the bearded man.
Except. Wait a hot minute. They don’t think they’re double teaming me right here?
I hold up a hand. “I mean, give a girl some time. I don’t have any lube. I’ve never done that.”
Dev dips his face, laughing. But quickly, he stops chuckling, swipes a thumb over my lower lip. “We’re not fucking you together for the first time.”
First time. Does that mean I’ll get a honeymoon’s worth of dicks?
Better stop that train of thought. This might be a one-time-only thing.
Dev guides me to the front of the bench and slides his hands around me, smoothing them up under my shirt, then over my stomach. I shiver.
“I meant…I’ll get you ready as in…the right position,” he says in my ear, his voice like butter.
Oh. That makes more sense. Glad he has a sex plan. Didn’t want to have to rely on all the threesome diagrams branded in my brain. What if I remembered wrong from all that Internet research of pics of Barbies and Kens, and extra Kens? “Okay.”
“Grip the back of the bench,” Dev instructs, and I reach forward and grab the high back. He slides a hand down my shoulder blades approvingly. “He can fuck you while I play with those perfect tits that have been taunting me for the last two days.”
I gulp. Swallow. Tremble. I’m dying to ask how they know the best positions, but I want sex more than I want to talk about it.
As Ledger reaches into his pocket, he tips his chin at his friend. “Take her shorts off. Leave the panties on.”
“Marching orders. Got ’em.” From behind me, Dev unzips my shorts, slides them down my legs, then taps my ankles so I can lift my feet.
I comply. While Ledger fishes the condom from his wallet, Dev folds my shorts and neatly sets them on the wood of the bench seat.
I’m half-naked in a tiny clearing in the woods, a big boulder forming the only shield between us and anyone who might hike by and look at the lake beyond me.
A sharp panic rises in me, but arousal beats louder. I’m not an exhibitionist. At least, I don’t think I am. I’ve never been turned on by the possibility of getting caught. I’ve never even craved it. Right now though? Outdoor sex is all I want. And I want both men urgently.
I gasp, shivering as lips sweep up my legs. Dev must have kneeled behind me. He’s kissing my thighs, then he angles up my ass and presses a kiss to the wet panel of my panties, inhaling me deeply.
“You lucky fucking bastard,” Dev says to his friend as Ledger sets the condom on the bench. “You get to fuck this sweetness.”
Ledger watches with hooded eyes as Dev pulls the panel to the side of my pussy lips, exposing me. I quiver in anticipation.
“Looks like you’re the lucky one,” Ledger says to Dev, a cocky smirk on his face.
I groan when Dev flicks his tongue up my seam, licking me. “Pretty sure I’m the lucky one,” I murmur.
Dev’s kissing my pussy, and the man isn’t teasing me sensually anymore.
He’s hungry, eating me like I’m his one meal at the end of a long day, and he can’t even wait long enough to remove my panties.
He just keeps them tugged to the side, giving him all the room he needs.
Sparks race up my thighs, straight to my core. I grow wetter. He groans again.
I grip the bench tighter while Ledger strokes my hair. “That’s right, honey. He’s gonna make sure you’re good and ready for me. I like to fuck hard. Think that’ll work for you?”
“Yeah,” I pant, nodding, unable to say more. Dev is devouring me with the loudest, greediest groans. I’m helpless to the onslaught of his attention, to the ferocious licks and relentless kisses, to the press of his hands, the scratchy feel of his beard, the wildness of his desire.
In front of me, Ledger unzips his shorts, pushes down his boxer briefs, and frees his cock.
Hello, hard-on. Nice to meet you.
Ledger’s dick is pointing at me, and my shoulders heave in excitement. He grips the base, then slides his fist down his shaft to the head, squeezing out a drop of liquid arousal.
The sound I make is downright feral. My mouth waters for him. For them. I stick out my tongue. Ledger swipes off the drop, presses his thumb to my top lip. Wantonly, I lick it off, my eyes on him the whole time.
“Fucking beautiful,” he praises as he strokes himself again. All at once, reality hits me. All my jokes, all my wisecracks, all my comments about a double dicking are no longer sketch comedy.
I’m both turned on and nervous. But the nerves are the kind that pop and fizz under my skin. The kind that make the hair on my arms stand on end.
Dev stops, stands, then removes my panties at last. He sets the useless scrap of lace on top of my shorts, then smacks my ass with an approving groan.
“She’s yours now, man. And she’s fucking soaked,” he says to Ledger, then Dev bends, drags his beard against my cheek.
“I’m gonna need more of that sweet pussy later.
When I can spread you out on the bed and feast on you.
I’m gonna spend a good long time eating you out till you can barely handle the number of times we make you come. ”
I sway. From the words and the we in them. I’m so outrageously excited that they like to share.
Dev circles the bench till he’s facing me from the other side while Ledger moves behind me, grabs the condom, and covers himself. “Your ass is just…”
That’s it.
That’s all Ledger says.
He slides his big palms over my cheeks, squeezing them, kneading them and coasting down, down, down to where my ass meets my thighs. He presses his thumbs there, angles me up, spreads me open.
“What a perfect fucking pussy,” he praises. “So fucking wet.”
“Tastes so good too,” Dev says from in front of me.
I raise my face, trying to play sex choreographer, but I don’t know how this position will work for Dev. He’s taller than me by many inches. Plus, I’m sloped down, so I don’t know how he’ll play with me while Ledger fucks me.
Ledger pushes in, slow, but powerful. I shudder from the delicious intrusion.
“Oh god,” I moan as he fills me.
“That’s my girl,” Ledger praises. “Look at you. Taking me all the way.”
Ledger stretches me open till I’m full, and then I’m moaning as Dev’s hands cover my tits. I roam my eyes over Dev.
I get it now. This position makes sense. He’s a goalie after all. They’re always the most flexible. The man’s got his feet planted wide, almost in a V. He’s lowered himself to me so he can play with my tits as his friend fucks me alfresco.
Dev pushes up my T-shirt, tugs down the cups of my bra, then squeezes my breasts.
A sharp inhale. A burst of pleasure. A loud moan. From me.
Ledger eases out then grunts as he slams back in, burying his cock inside me. “Yes, so fucking hot,” he murmurs, then does it again. I grip the bench harder, rising on my toes.
I angle up my hips too, asking for a deeper fucking, and Ledger delivers. He’s not sweet or kind. He’s rough and relentless, pounding into me.
My body jolts from each thrust. He grunts. I groan. Dev plays, green eyes dark with lust. A rumble seems to escape his lips as he pinches my nipples. “These tits,” he says.
“This fucking ass,” Ledger says from behind me in a chorus of praise. Ledger rubs his palm against one cheek. I tense in excitement. I’ve never done this either. Impulsively, I blurt out, “Spank me.”
Dev grins like they’ve hit the jackpot. “You heard her,” he says.
A thrill rushes through my veins in those seconds as I wait for the slap. It comes sharp and bright. My skin stings, but then my core pulses. A sweet, hot ache builds as the pain turns to pleasure.
“Again,” I demand.
Ledger smooths a hand over my other cheek, lifts it, and waits. I hold my breath, but not for long since Dev wets his thumb, then glides it over my nipple. The cool sensation makes me bow my back more, lift my ass higher.
As Ledger’s hand comes down, I yelp. It hurts, but it hurts so good.
“Look at you,” Ledger rasps out.
It’s rhetorical. Of course I can’t look at him fucking me.
But I crane my neck regardless, watching Ledger.
His hands curl tight around my ass as he pistons his hips, easing out, sinking in.
His gaze is locked on where we meet, his dick sliding into my wet heat.
“Look at you taking my dick so fucking well. That’s so hot, honey. So fucking hot.”
He’s lost in the moment. Caught in the way we’re coming together. With his filthy praise, his relentless strokes, and his friend’s strong hands entertaining my tits the whole time.
It’s like a full-body fucking.
The temperature in me shoots higher. My fingers curl tightly around the wood. I brace myself, holding on for dear life as Ledger owns my body with a fearless pounding. I’m getting closer, pleasure flooding my cells as Dev somehow manages to grab my chin and bring my mouth to his.
He bestows a hot, messy, passionate kiss on me right as a hand comes down on my ass again.
Spanking and kissing.
Kissing and spanking. It’s sweet bliss and sharp pain mingled together under the evergreens, not far from the bright blue sea.
One man is mercilessly pounding me. The other is ruthlessly kissing me. I’m being fucked. I’m being kissed. Fucked. Kissed. Smacked. Squeezed.
I’m a toy. I’m their plaything. I’m the girl in between.
Pleasure marches through me, invading my body. It coils low in my belly. A pulse, insistent, undeniable.
Then, oh my god.
Dev has slid a hand between my thighs, and he’s stroking my hungry clit. That’s it. That’s all.
I’m flying.
I break apart, coming without warning as Ledger fucks me, and Dev strokes, and I have the time of my life with two men in the woods.
Seconds later as my brain flatlines, my vision blurring, Ledger shoves deep into me, and stills, then jerks. He grunts out a carnal yes, spilling into the condom inside me with a final brutal thrust.
Groans soften. Movements slow. Pleasure ebbs.
Still, I’m tingling everywhere.
When I look up, Dev’s standing in front of me. He looks happy, and very, very horny. I glance down at the bulge in his shorts. Following my gaze, he rubs his palm over it.
“Want me to…?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “Later, baby. I like delayed gratification.”
Later.
This is not a one-time thing.
Not at all.
Ledger slumps over me then kisses the back of my neck, whispering, “I think you broke my dick, honey,” he says, and he sounds like that’s all he wanted.
It’s the best compliment I never expected to get.
* * *
Soon, we clean up as best we can, and we leave. When we reach the car, I remember I never took the picture of the little bench at the loop in the trail. Or the view of the water.
But I’m pretty sure I won’t forget this double honeymoon hike.