“Fucking hell, Red,” Weston growls. “Are you sure?”
Nodding my head, I haven’t felt so sure about anything in my life. “Yes.”
Weston gives his brother a look. They share a moment before Weston starts walking out of the water, my body still wrapped around him.
Wyatt jogs ahead, his toned ass flexing with every step. He jumps into the back of the truck and moves to lean against the back.
Weston places me on the tailgate. I give Wyatt a look over my shoulder, finding him watching me with heated eyes as he lazily strokes his cock.
Weston gently grips my chin, bringing my attention back to him.
“You're not ready for the both of us,” he murmurs and I gasp as he slides his fingers through my wet folds.
“Not down here at least. Soon.” He chuckles when I give him a little pout.
“But I want you both,” I whisper.
“I know, baby.” He leans in and brushes his lips against mine before sucking my bottom lip into his mouth and bites down hard enough to make my pussy spasm.
“And you will. I think Wyatt could use a little help, don’t you think?” Weston nods behind me. I look again to find Wyatt full on pleasuring himself and my mouth waters. I wanna help, I really wanna help.
“Yes.” I turn back to Weston and nod.
“While you suck my brother's cock, would you like me to fuck this tight, pretty pink pussy?”
Fucking hell, the mouth on this man. “Yes.” I nod a little too eagerly but I don’t care.
“I can do that,” he murmurs. “Question first. Are you on birth control, Red?”
“Yes.” I nod. “And I’m clean. Me and Greg, it’s been a while since we’ve done anything.”
Weston growls. “No talking about that bastard. Only us, Red. We’re clean too, we get tested monthly just to be safe. And we haven’t been with anyone since we had it done last.”
Something about the fact that they haven’t been with another woman in a little while makes me happy.
“Okay.” I nod. “I trust you.” And I do. I’m not sure why, seeing how I don’t know much about these two, but everything they’ve shown me is that they’re true gentlemen and care about me. I feel safe and wanted with them.
Leaving at the end of these two weeks is going to be harder than I thought. That thought sends a wave of sorrow through me.
Not now, Emma. Not at this moment.
I shake off the thought and move to get on my hands and knees. Weston groans as I literally have my ass in his face before I slowly crawl my way over to Wyatt.
“Look at you, Hellcat,” Wyatt breathes. “Like a fucking angel.”
I feel powerful and sexy under their attention.
Nerves flutter in my belly as I reach Wyatt, settling between his spread legs. “Hi, Hellcat.” His words are soft, making my heart tighten.
I don’t respond, taking his cock from his hand and bringing my tongue out to lick the pre-cum off the tip.
He hisses, his hand snaking into my hair, grabbing a fist full. “Go on, baby, suck me like a good girl.”
I sure as fuck wanna be their good girl. Wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, I suck then swirl my tongue around it. I’m rewarded with a heavy groan and a taste of saltiness.
The truck dips, letting me know Weston has joined the party.
I shiver in excitement as I work my tongue on the bottom of Wyatt’s shaft and take him into my mouth deeper.