Triple Beat-nook(28)

Aiden had been right. It wasn’t a fluke. And Bryson didn’t want this to be all that they got. Somehow, they’d sort this out, find a way to make it work because he wasn’t about to give up the heaven to be found in Dani’s arms.

For the first time in his life, he felt like writing a damn love song. Even caught the inkling of a tune in his head.

He pulled his fingers from her, enjoying her soft cry of regret and the way her muscles clenched in an attempt to hold him in. She wanted this. Him.

Bryson ran his tongue along her drenched flesh from clit to *, then pushed it in for a taste. Dani jerked slightly, but clearly Aiden had anticipated her response and held her steady.

Bryson found a rhythm with his tongue, as his thumb played with her clit. He wasn’t sure what Aiden was doing above his head, but their combined ministrations had Dani gyrating on the chair, a long string of sighs, moans, and reverent curses flowing from her lips.

Bryson tugged her closer to the edge of the chair so he could thrust his tongue deeper. Then he gathered her juices with his free hand and used that moisture to press one finger into her ass.

Dani jolted as if struck by lightning and came—hard and loud.

Bryson continued to stroke her with his finger and tongue until her aftershocks melted away. Then he lifted his head.

Dani’s head was thrown back, resting on Aiden’s stomach, her eyes closed. Her chest rose and fell rapidly.

Bryson caught Aiden’s gaze. While their lovely songbird was sated, they were both sporting raging hard-ons.

“Shower.” Aiden lifted Dani’s limp form from the chair. She offered no resistance as she wrapped her hands around his neck.

Bryson rose and followed. Once they entered the master bathroom, Bryson turned on the water. The shower was large, with dual heads on opposite ends. Steam filled the room as Aiden set Dani down and they stripped off what little clothing they wore. Bryson stepped in first and turned to reach for Dani, who accepted his embrace instantly. Aiden was the last to join them.

Bryson gently pushed Dani under the showerhead, running his hands over her slick skin. Then he picked up the soap and made a thick lather on his hands. Aiden reached around, dragging Dani back to the middle. As Bryson washed her body, paying special attention to the fun parts, Aiden shampooed her hair.

Dani giggled.

“What’s so funny?” Aiden asked.

“I’m not used to all this pampering. You might want to ease up or I’ll get spoiled. Start expecting you guys to carry my luggage and such.”

Bryson narrowed his eyes. “I always offer to carry your suitcase and your guitar. You won’t let me.”

She moved back into the jets and rinsed the suds from her hair and body. “That’s because I’m perfectly capable of doing so on my own. Besides,” she slipped back to the center once she’d sluiced all the soap away, “sometimes it’s nice to be the one doing the spoiling.”

She wrapped her hands around both of their erections. He and Aiden gasped in perfect harmony at her unexpected touch. She ran her hands along their flesh as the hot water eased her path.

Then, she went down to her knees. With gentle tugs on their cocks, she pulled them closer, until the heads of their dicks were just an inch or so from her pretty mouth.

He and Aiden were in very close, very naked proximity, standing face-to-face, but Bryson felt no desire to increase the distance. He was briefly surprised by his ease with this. He never would have allowed another man in the bedroom with him and a woman, but now…he wanted Aiden there. Part of him felt like none of this would work without his friend.

Any other thoughts he might have had on that subject vanished the moment Dani opened her mouth and sucked him in.

“Fuck, baby,” Bryson said, reaching to touch her wet hair.

Dani took him inside, going deeper with each pass for a minute or two. As she sucked on him, she ran her hand along Aiden’s cock. Then she switched, stroking Bryson as she drew Aiden into her mouth.

Back and forth, she moved from one cock to the other. Bryson had one hand on the shower door and one in her hair. When her mouth turned once more to him, he felt his control slip. He thrust his hips toward her, pushing his cock deeper.

“Swallow it, bird. Take it as deep as you can.” Bryson used his hand to hold her steady.

She glanced up, her brows creased.

She was inexperienced. He hadn’t been around for the first so-called boyfriend, but he’d met the last two. One had been there and gone so quickly he couldn’t even remember the man’s name or what he’d looked like.