Chapter 43
Sweet Caroline
Callie
A Monday morning a few weeks later dawns cool as the weather starts transitioning to winter.
My first Montana winter and I’m looking forward to being trapped here with my men.
I hear music start to play from downstairs, Sweet Caroline filling the whole house.
I smile as I dig myself out from the pile of blankets and pillows.
Skipping down the stairs, I find Cash and Duke sitting on opposite ends of the couch, the music filling the space. Cash has finally gotten all his plaster casts off and is almost back to normal, except he isn’t cleared for riding horses yet, and I think he’s going a little stir crazy.
“What’s up? You summoned?” I ask them.
“Come sit, Hurricane.” Cash pats the couch next to him, between them.
Wandering over hesitantly, I watch them, trying to figure out what’s going on. Sitting, I place my hands on my knees and wait. I’m not sure what’s happening but I don’t want to do anything weird. The music continues to play in the background.
“Hey, Sunshine. We were thinking maybe you would like to hang out with us, with both of us.” I hear some extra meaning in Duke’s words, but I can’t figure it out.
I look at him, studying his face and find him looking serene and satisfied.
Swiveling my head, I see Cash wearing a look of anticipation.
“Wha—” I start before Cash grabs my face, sealing his mouth to mine before sliding his tongue between my lips.
I lose all thought as I become absorbed in his kiss.
I twist my body until I’m more facing his direction as he twines his fingers into the hair at my nape, tugging against the strands. I moan huskily into his mouth.
I feel Duke move behind me until his chest is touching my back before he starts laying wet kisses against my neck. I startle at this, unsure what’s happening but far from complaining.
“Just relax, sweetheart. You look so fucking good with Cash’s mouth on yours.”
Wetness pools in my panties, and I pant at his words while Cash continues to kiss me. Reaching down, Duke grabs the hem of my t-shirt pulling it over my head, forcing me to break my kiss with Cash. Turning my head, I capture Duke’s mouth, kissing him, tasting him.
Cash removes his shirt, only wearing a pair of lounge pants, his hard dick on display through the thin material.
He reaches for me, tweaking my nipples before grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling my head back.
Both men latch onto my neck, sucking roughly at my pulse points as Duke begins removing his clothes.
First, he unbuttons his flannel, and I’m enchanted by the slow reveal of his skin.
Then his belt buckle comes loose and he pulls the belt though the loops.
There’s something so hot about it, I pant and moan just watching him.
Peeling his jeans down his legs, he stands before me in just his boxer briefs, the outline of his thick cock visible and my mouth waters in anticipation.
Sitting back in his spot on the couch, he grabs me, lying me back against Cash and pulling my leggings down my legs and off, leaving me in just a pair of lacy black panties. Reaching out, he presses through the fabric, onto my clit.
“So wet, so warm,” he mutters, as Cash wraps his arms around me, rubbing and pinching my nipples, his erection digging into my back. My wet panties quickly follow my leggings until I’m completely naked and exposed, lying against Cash while Duke kneels between my knees.
“What do you think? You up for it?” Cash whispers in my ear.
Nodding my head, I lean heavier against him.
“Say it baby, say you want us both,” Duke commands.
“Yes. Yes, I want you.”
“Good girl,” Cash breathes against my neck.
I watch as Duke adjusts himself, sliding down until his face is right in front of my pussy.
He blows on my overheated skin, and I writhe against Cash as Duke swipes his tongue through me.
Turning my head so he can press his lips to mine, Cash moves his tongue against mine, into my mouth, mimicking the motion going on between my thighs as I shake between them.
Cash continues to tease my hard nipples as Duke slides two fingers into my dripping pussy, licking and sucking on my flesh, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
“You going to come for us, Hurricane? Show us. Come all over him; I can’t wait to see it.” Cash’s words turn me to liquid as my skin lights on fire against the expert tongue of Duke.
My walls start to quiver as he strokes harder inside me.
I shake, my skin covered in goosebumps, Cash’s mouth latched to my throat, nibbling and biting, while his hands rub every inch of skin he can touch.
As I begin to tumble over the edge that they’ve been pushing me toward, Cash’s hand wraps around my throat, squeezing my pulse point until I’m gasping and coming all over Duke’s face.
I scream through my orgasm as my men rub and touch and kiss me everywhere. Pulling me up, Cash adjusts himself until he’s sitting up and pulls his lounge pants down his legs, his thick cock standing straight up against his stomach.
“Come here, baby.” He pulls me to him and deposits me on his lap, facing away from him, until his cock is nestled against my wet, sensitive skin. The movement makes me gasp. “I’m going to fuck you now, okay?”
“Yes, please Cash,” I beg.
I can hear the satisfaction in his voice. “Good girl. That’s my girl. So needy,” he tells me as he lifts my hips and slides me down onto his cock, stretching me so perfectly until I’m completely full of him.
Reaching over, I drag Duke to me, kissing him and tasting myself on his lips.
Grabbing his dick where it strains against his boxers, I try to free it.
He chuckles at my efforts before pulling them off and giving me the access I want.
His cock is long and thick and leaking at the tip, the shiny bead of pre-cum making me lick my lips.
“Do you want Duke to feed you, baby?” Cash asks me as he pushes his cock inside me, hard and fast. Leaning back so I can see him sliding into me, my back against his chest, I put my hands on his forearms and let him guide my hips. My skin is red and flushed.
“Yes, Duke, yes.”
“You heard her, Duke. Give her your cock, she looks so hungry for it.” Cash’s filthy words cause me to flush harder, my pussy pulsating with need.
“Oh, you liked that, my dirty girl. You like when I talk like that? I love seeing my cock sliding into your greedy cunt. Yes baby, take it all. Slide Duke’s cock between your lips, Hurricane, let me see you swallow him while I fuck this wet pussy. ”
I almost come from his words alone as Duke stands up between our knees, so his dick is level with my face.
Grabbing my chin, he opens my mouth and slides his thumb inside, rubbing my tongue before bringing the head of his cock to my lips.
As he shoves it down my throat cutting off my air momentarily, I can feel Cash’s piercing rubbing inside me, causing delicious friction that pushes me closer to the edge.
I pant around Duke as he fills my whole mouth and throat.
With both men thrusting into me, I’m on the edge again, Cash rubbing hard circles against my clit while he fills me. Duke’s head is thrown back as he pants through gritted teeth.
“Fuck, baby. You’re fucking perfect,” Duke tells me as he grips my chin, watching me struggle to breathe around him, tears running down my cheeks and spit running off my chin, while I bounce up and down on Cash’s cock.
Cash pants as he lifts his hips to meet me thrust for thrust as he chants curse words and ‘Callie’ over and over, his movements more erratic by the second.
Duke’s thrusting into my mouth gets deeper until I choke, sucking hard as he withdrawals his head then pushes it all the way back in.
We are all hurtling toward our orgasms and at this rate, we are all going to come together.
“Yes baby, almost there. You going to come for me?” Cash whispers as his hips slam into me.
“Fuck, sweetheart, yes, suck my cock, so good, so perfect,” Duke puffs out through gritted teeth.
Grabbing Duke’s cock and twisting my hand while I hollow my cheeks, I feel him start to swell in my mouth, simultaneously, Cash starts pounding harder, grunting as he fucks me harder and harder, rubbing my clit and pushing me closer and closer.
Duke utters, “Caroline,” as he hisses out a breath, grabbing my head and shoving so far down my throat I can’t breathe as he comes.
His orgasm shatters me, and I pulse around Cash moving inside me as I scream out in pleasure, both Cash’ and Duke’s names on my lips before Cash follows behind us seconds later, filling me.
I collapse against Cash as he wraps his quivering arms around me, his chest heaving, his heart beating a rapid rhythm, thumping against me.
Duke flops down next to me and peppers my shoulder and back with wet kisses.
The three of us, entwined, feels like home.
Perfect. I don’t stop to consider what this means.
“I love you, Hurricane,” Cash speaks into my hair.
“I love you, Cowboy,” I reply, pulling his arms around my abdomen, feeling his heart thump against my back.
“I love you, Sunshine,” Duke says with a kiss against the side of my breast.
“I love you, Grumpy,” I say, grabbing his hand and lacing our fingers.
I’m finally home.