All Fired Up (DreamMakers) (10 page)

Her willingness to be more daring than usual made him all the more determined to make the evening explosive for her.

“And…ten,” Dean murmured.

The two men bounded forward. Their eagerness might have been comical, but Parker wasn’t worried about coming off as desperate.

He was worried about coming, period.

And making Lynn come.

Over and over again.

They found her jeans in the living room, a tangle of denim on the floor, silver button winking in the shard of light slicing through the gap in the curtains.

Five steps away, they were greeted by an ankle sock. Five steps later, the other sock.

In the doorway of the shadowy hallway, Parker glimpsed Lynn’s bra dangling from the edge of a framed photograph of a field of pale blue flowers.

His breath lodged in his lungs as he realized she was topless. Lord. He couldn’t wait to see her breasts. Couldn’t. Fucking. Wait.

The hall boasted four doors, three of which were closed. Parker quickly used his deduction skills, eliminating the narrowest one—clearly a linen closet—and the open door to his left, the bathroom.

Which left two, but there was no puzzle as to which one contained their prize.

“Oh Jesus, I’m two seconds from exploding,” Dean mumbled as they stared at the white panties on the floor.

Parker reached for the doorknob. His heart pounded as he stepped into the bedroom, eyes blinking to adjust to the sudden glow of light. She’d turned on the bedside lamp, which meant it was impossible not to see the naked woman on the bed.

With her knees drawn up and her arms wrapped around them, it wasn’t exactly the most provocative position on the planet, but from Lynn, he would take it over a pinup-girl pose any day. Her shyness in combination with her amazingly naked body was perfect for her. Inspiring.

So inspirational his cock was at full salute and raring to go.

“Fuck,” he choked out. “You’re beautiful.”

The smile she shot him was so sweet and so earnest, his pulse galloped even faster. It only got faster yet when she slowly uncurled and presented every luscious inch, one bit at a time. His gaze roamed her slender body, memorizing every last detail. Her breasts were round and perky, tipped by dark-pink nipples that had puckered into tight buds. Her stomach was flat, hips flaring in a slight curve before narrowing into a pair of long, shapely legs. And between those legs…utter fuckin’ paradise.

“You found me,” she whispered.

“We sure did.” Dean dragged his tongue over his bottom lip. “I think we deserve a reward for our efforts, don’t you?”

“Hmmm. Like what?”

Parker barely recognized his own voice. “Open your legs.”

Heat spiraled right down to the tip of his cock when she followed his instructions. Her pussy was perfection. Pink and delicate, with a thin stripe of hair ending just above her slit. He got dizzy looking at it, the need to taste her tickling his tongue and clouding his senses.

Dean saw the look on his face and grinned. “Parker wants to lick your pussy,” he told Lynn. “What are your thoughts on that, baby?”

Her breath hitched. “That…might be all right.”

“Might?” Parker said huskily. “Oh, you have no idea, do you?”

With swift strides, he marched to the foot of the queen-sized bed, dropped to his knees, and yanked her by the hips, all the way to the edge of the mattress. She squeaked, the noise turning into a loud moan as he dipped his head and buried his face between her thighs.

“Oh…
God
.”

Just like that, he died and went to heaven. She tasted so good he never wanted to stop licking her, not even to come up for air. His tongue lapped up her sweetness, probing her wet entrance before returning to toy with her clit. He licked the sensitive nub, captured it between his lips, and sucked, and was rewarded by another throaty moan that vibrated through him and grabbed hold of his dick.

He groaned when her hands tangled in his hair, finally lifting his head so he could glimpse her expression. The pleasure swimming there brought a rush of masculine pride, intensifying his need to make this woman come apart.

Obviously Dean shared the thought, because he joined Lynn on the bed and wasted no time capturing one breast in his mouth.

Her hips jerked off the mattress. “Oh my gosh. Oh gosh. Don’t stop doing that.” Her fingers tightened in Parker’s hair. “Both of you.”

He chuckled as he picked up where he’d left off. He parted her folds with his fingers and gently suckled her clit again, while his other hand drifted lower, his thumb teasing the opening of her pussy. When he pushed inside her, she cried out and rocked her hips into his face.

With Dean tending to her breasts and Parker working her pussy, it wasn’t long before she was squirming on the bed.

“You’re close, aren’t you, baby?” Dean teased.

Lynn groaned. “
So
close.”

“Did you hear that, bro? Our beautiful Lynn is about to come all over your face.”

He stiffened. Just for a beat. Because damn it, he didn’t like hearing the word
our
leaving Dean’s lips. Lynn wasn’t theirs. She was…what?
His
?

A little premature of you, pal,
an amused internal voice piped up.

Silencing the possessive caveman who had decided to inhabit his body, Parker raised his head and met Lynn’s eyes. “Is that right, sweetheart? You’re going to come for me?”

She huffed out an irritated breath. “Not if you keep
stopping
what you’re doing.”

He laughed seductively. “Just for that, I’m going to slow it down and get you worked up all over again.”

“Nobody likes a bossy lover,” Dean chided her.

“You’ve been bossing me around since we got here!” she protested.

Parker shot her an innocent look. “Have we?”

And then, staying true to his word, he proceeded to tease the hell out of her.

He flicked his tongue over her clit with infinite tenderness, refusing to apply the pressure she needed. The pressure she
demanded
by gripping his hair and trying to bring his mouth closer. Each time she did, he chuckled and retreated, and Dean did the same, his mouth leaving her breasts, hands going still.

“I hate you guys,” she burst out, the desperation in her voice making them exchange wide grins.

Dean leaned in and nipped at her neck. “Naah, you love it.”

“Yes,” she reluctantly agreed, her gorgeous features creased with anguish. “But I’d love it more if you’d let me come.”

Parker glanced up and flashed her a cocky smile. “Ask us nicely.”

Her pulse hammered in the hollow of her throat, and her breasts rose as she sucked in a shaky breath. “Parker…” She shifted her gaze. “Dean…”

“Yes…?” Simultaneous responses, both of them panting in anticipation.

“Dean, I need you sooooo badly, I ache. And Parker?” She paused. Swallowed hard. “
Please
put your tongue…on my pussy…” the rest of the words came out in a rush, “…and lick me until I come so I’m nice and wet when you push your big, thick cock deep inside me.”

Her face had gone a brilliant red, and her eyelids were squeezed closed. She cracked one open slowly, as if waiting for his response.

Sweet fuck.
Parker picked up his jaw from the floor where it had landed as his angel described an act of debauchery worthy of any siren.

In the blink of an eye, Dean was sucking her nipple again, Parker’s lips had closed on her clit, and the two of them licked and fingered her to an orgasm that whipped through the bedroom like a tornado.

Parker had never seen a woman come so hard, and he fucking loved it. He loved every second of shuddering, moaning and gasping, every tug of her fingers on his hair, every pulse of her clit against his tongue.

Afterward, she lay there stunned and sated, eyes wide as she turned from one man to the other.

“W-wow.”

Parker rose to his full height and reached for his zipper, fighting to keep things light and relaxed when what he wanted was to simply take her. Right then, right there.

“You should save the
wow
s for after I take off my pants,” he advised.

Dean laughed and hopped to his own feet. “He’s right. You’ll be
wow
ing all over the place once you see our cocks.”

Another flash of desire sparked in her eyes. Still breathing hard, she propped herself on her elbows. “Well, come on. I’m ready to be amazed.”

Lynn had forced herself to make a joke, but
amazement
ended up being precisely the right word to describe the sight of their pants hitting the floor.

She found herself staring at two erect cocks. Two erect cocks that were long and thick and much, much bigger than any she’d encountered before.

Her first thought was anticipation—the guys obviously had a talent or two and since it
was
their equipment, she figured they knew how to handle it.

Her second thought was,
Suz is going to die of jealousy
.

But she had no time to dwell on either notion, because Parker was suddenly crooking a finger at her.

“C’mere, sweetheart,” he rasped. “I want to see those beautiful lips wrapped around my dick.”

Lynn’s pulse sped off to a whole other dimension. She had to gulp several times to bring moisture to her Sahara-dry mouth.

“Don’t get all nervous on us,” Dean murmured with a faint smile.

She sighed. “I’m not nervous, I’m
turned on
.”

He laughed softly.

Swallowing again, she scooted to the edge of the bed, her eyes glued to Parker’s erection. She’d never performed a blowjob with someone else watching, and though she wasn’t nervous, she did feel a tad self-conscious.

Dean, however, didn’t give her time to second-guess herself. He cupped the back of her head with one warm hand and guided her to his friend’s waiting erection. “Take a deep breath, then lick.”

The familiar words brought a smile to her lips, and her fears faded. “Where’s the lime?”

“Trust me, babe, you’re going to have your mouth full enough without extra fruit.” He chuckled as she opened her mouth to let Parker in. “He licked you up so good, I know. But he teased you, didn’t he? It’s payback time.”

“Bastard,” Parker muttered to his friend.

Lynn let out a muffled laugh, her confidence building as she realized how right Dean was. Parker had given new meaning to the word
teasing
. He’d made her squirm and beg and scream, and damned if she was letting him off the hook.

He groaned the moment her lips closed over his blunt head. “Aw hell, sweetheart. That feels so fucking good.”

Her heart hammered wildly as she took him in deeper, sucking him right to the base before gliding back to his tip. Dean’s fingers were still threaded in her hair, guiding her along Parker’s shaft. His other hand was fisted around his cock, stroking lazily as she sucked Parker.

God, this was
crazy
. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, or how painfully aroused she was.
Suz
was supposed to be the wild and adventurous one, not Lynn, and yet she had absolutely no intention of stopping what she was doing. It was too thrilling, too deliciously
wicked
, and she loved every dirty second.

“Nice and slow. Make him beg for it.” Dean’s encouraging voice filled the air, making Lynn smile against Parker’s cock.

She couldn’t deny she liked being in control. Normally she took a passive role in the bedroom, but if she’d known how much fun it was to have all the power, she would have changed that a long time ago.

“Oh, I will,” she told Dean. “But first…both of you need to lose your shirts.”

Neither man so much as protested. Their T-shirts disappeared in the most impressive feat of magic Lynn had ever seen, summoning a laugh from her throat. Which died a second later, because there was nothing funny about the sheer and utter sexiness of their hard, muscular chests. She’d already seen Parker’s bare chest at yoga, but Dean’s was equally ripped. And equally enticing.

His curved pectoral muscles were covered with a trace of dark hair. He had a similar tattoo to Parker’s, only his banner flew above the flat dark disk of his left nipple, the animal snarling at her a wolf with sharp teeth.

She wondered briefly what their third friend had for a mascot, but her gaze slid back to the two cocks standing at attention in front of her, and all conjecture was lost in the here and now.

She leaned in and swirled her tongue over Parker’s tip, a salty drop of moisture infusing her taste buds. He shuddered from the teasing lick, thrusting his hips forward, but she shot him an evil grin and moved her head to the side.

When she wrapped her lips around Dean’s erection, both men groaned.

“Damn, that’s hot,” Parker mumbled.

She peered up at him, her lips still stretched wide around the head of his friend’s cock.

His gaze was downright smoldering as it locked with hers, but it took on a flicker of smug satisfaction when he glanced at Dean. “Ha, who’s getting teased now?”

Lynn briefly released Dean so she could cast Parker a cheerful smile. “Oh, not him. Dean won’t have to beg for a thing.”