Page 142 of Better When Shared
"My turn." Brian’s voice was rough with want.
I turned in his arms, my mouth finding his in a kiss that was different from Enzo's but equally devastating. Where Enzo was playful and teasing, Brian was controlled and intense, his tongue exploring my mouth with methodical thoroughness that made me whimper with need.
My hands found their cocks almost without conscious thought, fingers wrapping around their hard lengths as they pressedcloser. They were both so thick, so warm in my palms, and the way they groaned against my mouth when I stroked them sent power racing through my veins.
"Pool steps," Brian gasped against my lips, and suddenly they were guiding me to the corner of the infinity pool where wide steps created a perfect perch. I found myself sprawled half in and half out of the water, my legs spread wide while they positioned themselves on either side of me.
The marble was warm against my back, heated by hours of Mediterranean sun, and I could feel every place where the water lapped against my skin. Brian settled beside me, his mouth finding mine again while his hand began a slow journey down my body. Enzo claimed my other side, his lips trailing over my collarbone before finding my breast.
"Just feel.” Brian’s fingers traced circles on my stomach. "Don't think, don't analyze. Just let us take care of you."
When his fingers slipped between my thighs, my hips shot off the steps. The sensation was electric, overwhelming, different from anything I'd experienced before. Maybe it was the setting, maybe it was having two men focused entirely on my pleasure, or maybe it was that I was finally allowing myself to feel without the weight of expectation and performance anxiety.
"You're so wet." Brian explored my folds with careful attention. "So ready for us."
Enzo's mouth closed around my nipple, and I arched off the steps with a cry that echoed across the cabana. My hands tightened around their cocks, stroking with increasing desperation as they built the tension higher and higher.
Brian’s fingers slipped inside me, two thick digits that stretched me in the most delicious way. His every movement was calculated, methodical, like he was mapping the geography of my body with scientific attention to detail.
He curved his hand, pressing against spots that made my back arch off the warm marble steps, and I could feel my pussy clenching around him with desperate hunger.
Enzo lifted his head from my nipple. "That's it. Look at how you're responding to us. Your body knows what it wants, so make sure to tell us what feels good."
His mouth moved to my other nipple, sucking and biting with enough pressure to walk the line between pleasure and pain, sending shockwaves straight to my core. The combination of Brian's skilled fingers and Enzo's talented mouth was overwhelming, more intense than anything I'd ever experienced. I could feel my usual walls crumbling, the careful control I maintained over every aspect of my life dissolving under their patient, determined attention.
"You're so soft," Brian said. "So perfect around my fingers. I can feel how much you want this."
He added a third finger, stretching me wider, and I couldn't hold back the cry that tore from my throat. The sound echoed across the private cabana, raw and desperate and uninhibited. I'd never made sounds like that before, never allowed myself to be so vocal, so vulnerable.
Enzo's free hand slid down my body, fingers tracing teasing patterns on my inner thighs while his mouth continued its assault on my breasts. "Listen to yourself. You're so fucking responsive. And I think you like things a little naughty, don’t you? Skinny dipping outside, where anyone could hear the sounds of us fucking."
Brian's pace increased, his fingers working inside me with devastating precision while his thumb found my clit. The dual stimulation sent electricity racing through my nerves, and I could feel something building inside me—something bigger and more intense than anything I'd ever experienced alone with my vibrator.
"I can feel you getting close.” Brian’s voice had taken on that commanding tone that made me want to obey him in every way possible. "Your pussy's getting tighter, your breathing's changing. You're going to come for us, aren't you?"
I tried to answer, tried to form words, but all that came out was a broken whimper. My hands fisted in their hair, holding them closer, desperate for more contact, more pressure, more everything. I was whimpering, begging, crying out with need. I wanted them to fuck me, to shove their cocks inside me and ride me hard, and I had never wanted that so desperately, but I tried to be patient, to let them work their magic together.
"Let go for us, Gem," Brian commanded, his free hand gripping my jaw to make me look at him. His blue eyes were dark with desire behind his glasses, and I could see my own desperation reflected in them. "Show us how good we make you feel."
His fingers found some spot deep inside me that made my entire body convulse, and suddenly I was flying apart in ways I'd never imagined possible. The orgasm hit me like a freight train, waves of pleasure crashing through me so intensely that I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but ride the incredible sensations that seemed to go on forever.
My cries echoed across the cabana, raw and primal and beyond my control. My back arched off the marble steps, my thighs trembling as Brian's fingers continued their relentless assault, drawing out every last tremor of pleasure. I could feel my pussy clenching around him rhythmically, could feel wetness flooding between my legs that had nothing to do with the pool water.
"Holy shit," I gasped when I could finally speak again, my voice hoarse from screaming. "I've never... that was..."
"Beautiful.” Brian’s eyes were filled with awe. "You're absolutely beautiful when you come."
Enzo's mouth found mine, kissing me deeply while his hands stroked soothing patterns on my skin. "That's what you've been missing," he murmured against my lips. "That's what it's supposed to feel like."
I was trembling in their arms, my body still aftershocking from the intensity of my release. They held me securely in the water, Brian's arm around my waist while Enzo's fingers combed through my wet hair, both of them focused on my comfort and recovery.
I could feel their cocks, still hard and demanding against my thighs, and suddenly I was overcome with the need to return the favor. These two incredible men had given me the most intense pleasure of my life, and I wanted to do the same for them.
"Your turn.” I reached for them, wrapping my fingers around their thick lengths, one in each palm, and I marveled at how different they felt—Brian longer and thicker, Enzo with a curve that made my mouth water.
They both groaned at my touch, their hips jerking forward instinctively. I began to stroke them with increasing confidence, coaxing them to move closer under the water and pressing their shafts together.
The slick slide of water and their pre-cum was all the lubrication I needed. Brian's breathing grew harsh, his head falling back as I wrapped my hands around both of them. Enzo's hips moved in rhythm, fucking Brian’s cock and my clasped hands.
