Hunting for Curves (BBW Erotic Romance) Page 3

  Luke took a step back, his firm hands closing on her hips. With his support, she stepped out of her skirt, leaving it in a heap on the floor. Evan's fingers drifted along Luke's chest, then he brushed the other man's jawline, gently turning his face with strong fingers. Luke grinned and leaned forward, over Jasmine's shoulder, to meet Evan's mouth for a long, hungry kiss.

  The unrestrained drive in that kiss caught her off guard, and for a moment she was crushed between two equally inflexible forces. Their tongues tangled together, striving, wrestling. And she couldn't look away as their hard bodies caged her between them.

  Jasmine gasped as both men hardened against her, and their kiss only deepened, the slight stubble on their faces softly scraping her skin. She wriggled, squeezing her hand between her belly and Luke's chest. Following the hard ridges of his abs downward, her fingertips brushed the smooth head of his cock.

  Luke made a muffled sound of surprise. With subtle reluctance on his face, Evan broke the kiss and relaxed his own hold on Luke's cock, letting Jasmine take over. Then he took a step back, resting his chin on his fist. After a moment he nodded, an appraising look radiating from his crystal-blue eyes.

  "What?" Luke shot him a grin as Jasmine gave his length a few quick strokes.

  "Nothing." Evan cocked his head. "It's interesting. I've never seen you from this vantage point."

  "With a beautiful woman?"

  "With someone else's hands on your body."

  Jasmine blanched, her thumb coming to rest under the ridge of Luke's cock. She would never get used to "beautiful woman". Deep down she just didn't believe it. But at that moment, it seemed that there was something else, subtle, in the words that passed between the two of them.

  They've never done this before either. That should have been obvious, but the realization still took her by surprise. Though it gave the butterflies in her stomach a chance to settle. Maybe they'd picked her because she wouldn't judge them and their inexperience.

  Luke turned back to Jasmine, placing his hands on her waist. He guided her to the edge of the bed with gentle insistence, directing her to sit down. Which she did, with a self-conscious giggle, her hand still clutching his cock like a leash. But before she could do anything else, Luke squeezed her breasts in both hands.

  It was like nothing she'd ever felt. The warm, bruising sensation danced through her nerves, tingling all the way down to the base of her spine. She let out a sigh as the blood rushed to her face and she let go of him to steady herself.

  God, he was good at that. Certainly not unfamiliar with women's bodies as she'd guessed. Whether he'd done this before or not, he knew how to make her melt at his touch.

  Luke glanced back over his shoulder at Evan. "If you liked that, then this might really blow your mind."

  He leaned down abruptly and kissed the ample curve of her breast. His tongue trailed down to her nipple and circled the taut flesh, teasing it to a peak. Then he sucked, and his eyes danced as they shifted from her and back to Evan.

  Jasmine shivered with delight as he switched to her other nipple, manipulating it with his tongue and grazing his teeth against it. Her hand closed on his cock again, and she stroked him with smooth drawing pulls. Then it was Luke's turn to sigh.

  She glanced up to find the blond man watching with all the predatory grace of a cat. For that moment, they were performing for Evan. Or at least Luke was. She had no doubt that part of his drive was the chance to show off for his lover. Not that she minded. The attention was like a drug all its own.

  After a long silence, Evan chuckled. "It's not my mind that's likely to explode."

  Luke raised his head. "Well then stop watching and join in already."

  "Oh, I will. Don't doubt that."

  Evan unknotted his tie and patted Luke's shoulder as he stepped past them to stand over the open luggage at the foot of the bed. With meticulous care, he removed his tie, then unbuttoned his shirt, folding them both and setting them next to the suitcase.

  Jasmine watched him for a moment: his well-defined cheekbones, his hard chest under his dress shirt, and his cryptic smile. He was taller and leaner than Luke, but his body was sculpted like some idealized representation of maleness. Both of them were, just in different ways.

  Luke smoothed his hands down her sides, over the rounded curves of her hips, and he hooked his thumbs in her panties. He gave a little tug and Jasmine's eyes flicked back to his. There was a question deep in those eyes. As if to answer it, she sat up, lifting her ass and allowing him to slide her panties all the way off.

  The palm of his hand pressed to her abdomen, then traced down to her mound. She gasped as his fingers slid down to her clit and a sly grin spread across his lips. With increasing pressure, he rubbed in circular motions over her swollen nub. Her body vibrated with arousal. The damp heat in her loins was demanding, aching for more. And from the look in his eyes he knew it. Yet she remained silent as she clenched his hip, bracing herself as her other hand worked the length of his cock.

  She closed her eyes for a moment. Should she?

  Evan was taking his time rustling in the suitcase. She didn't know what the two men had in mind. And who knew if she was overstepping? Let alone where the boundaries might lie. But right then, she was so damned aroused, and she wanted to. So she steeled herself and leaned down.

  Luke made an appreciative sigh when her lips touched his cock, as if he hadn't expected it. As her tongue explored with light swirls over the head, she wanted to smile at the sudden control she had over this handsome stranger.

  She'd never been any good at being spontaneous, always second guessing herself while her partners took the lead. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy sex. Well, she wanted to enjoy it at least, but the awkward nakedness of it always left her a little unsettled, even if the sensation felt great. She didn't blame any of her lovers for that. No, it was all her. Her own body. Her own hang-ups.

  But somehow, she was at ease with these men. Maybe because they were already in a stable relationship; their comfort level with each other seemed to translate to her. Even when Evan returned and discretely set a foil-wrapped condom down on the bed next to her, she knew that they had her best interest in mind.

  The implication didn't bother her at all. The intent behind it was obviously precaution, not a demand. Most of the men she'd slept with had viewed protection with a kind of ill will, like it was a necessary evil or some kind of obstacle. Evan's gesture was different, like a request full of sincerity: "Be careful with my lover." He stepped back, and Jasmine reached out to touch his hand lightly. An acknowledgement. Of course she would.

  So she stretched out her legs and crossed her ankles around Luke, pulling him closer so she could take more of his cock down her throat. As she licked down his hard length, his fingers massaged harder, grinding against her pubic bone, making her body pulse with wet heat. She throbbed with pent-up need for release, her fingers tightening on his firm hips.

  Then she felt Evan press behind Luke, pushing him against her. His hand stroked her head, then her cheek. A gentle touch as her head bobbed up and down. She was so close to both of them now, their masculine scents compelling her, the desire pounding in the back of her mind.

  "God, that feels great." Luke murmured as he leaned back against Evan.

  Jasmine glanced up, not knowing if he was talking to her, or to Evan. But she found both of them looking down at her, smiling. She blushed, but their gazes were flattering. Not judgmental, nor smug. She gave Luke's cock a little lick under the head, and was gratified when it jumped against her tongue. Then she lifted her head up and smiled.

  "You feel good too. I'm really glad I…" Let you pick me up? Got into a threesome with you? "… did this," she finished lamely. There wasn't a way to say it that didn't sound stupid. How do you tell two guys that you're glad they didn't turn out to be jerks? Or make her feel like crap to feed their own egos. Like most of the others she'd been with.

  But as she was fumbling for words and trying not to make a f
ool of herself, Evan came to the rescue. He jostled his hips against Luke and gave him a little bite on the neck. Then he ran a finger under his jawline, turning Luke's face to him.

  "You know, I don't get to fuck you as much as I'd like to."

  Jasmine blinked. She bit her lip and stared up at the two of them.

  Luke gave his partner a challenging smile. "It's your own damned fault. You have to actually see me if you want that to happen."

  "I've got you here now."

  Luke swallowed and looked down at Jasmine before glancing back at Evan. His brow knitted for a moment and his mouth opened, then closed. Jasmine realized that he didn't have a clue what to say. Just like how she often felt, with her mind faltering and not knowing how to put the right words together. He obviously wanted to ask if she was okay with Evan's plans.

  "I think it's hot," she said quickly.

  Evan's eyes gleamed with a hint of a smile. "I knew I liked her."

  Luke nodded and then rubbed the side of his face. A faint blush crept up his neck and his deep brown eyes searched hers.

  She knew it wasn't that Luke wanted to stop. He was obviously turned on. As Evan kissed his throat, she felt his breath quicken. But the look he gave her was sheepish. Like a boy caught doing something naughty. The prospect of Evan fucking him in front of her might not have occurred to him.

  Jasmine found his embarrassment endearing though. That was how she always felt, and she'd never expected to see it reflected on someone else's face. Especially not a man she was so close to sleeping with.

  "How about you take me at the same time?" She leaned against his firm chest and wrapped her arms around him. "Together?"

  Evan chuckled. "And now, I like her even more." He stepped back and gave Luke a solid swat on the ass. "What do you think of that proposition?"

  Luke tilted his head as a wide grin spread on his face. "Sounds good to me."

  Evan wasted no time, reaching for a bottle of lube from their luggage. But before opening it, he took Jasmine's hand in his and gave a slight bow as he kissed her knuckles. Luke rolled his eyes with a mock sigh and Jasmine giggled at the chivalrous gesture. Without a word, Evan simply smiled in return.

  Then he moved her hand on the small of Luke's back, guiding her fingers down the cleft of his buttocks. She flinched for a second when she realized what Evan was doing, but then she thought twice and relaxed. They'd invited her to be here. They wanted her to participate. And now Evan was making it clear that she should be part of this too. Plus she hadn't been lying when she said it turned her on and curiosity fueled her as much as her burning arousal.

  Luke had a nice, firm backside. The kind she had watched from afar, drooling, maybe fantasizing that by some miracle he'd take her to bed so she could give it a squeeze.

  But Evan had plans other than just fondling. He maneuvered her hand, stroking down to the soft indent of Luke's rear entrance. Then he applied pressure, manipulating her fingertips so she caressed the delicate flesh with a light circular touch.

  A sigh hissed from Luke's lips as he steadied himself on her shoulders. His body tensed under her touch as he took a deep breath. But he also shifted his feet, widening his stance to better receive her prodding finger.

  A spark of excitement raced up her spine as the smooth head of Evan's cock nudged against her hand, pressing close to Luke's ass. With a gleeful smile, she traced her fingers down the length of Evan's shaft, taking in the feel of his skin. He's a big boy, she thought as she returned to Luke's tender opening.

  This had to be the strangest thing she'd ever done. But she didn't want to think about it too much. If she really considered it, she might stop herself out of embarrassment. She didn't have any right to be a part of two men having sex. And yet here she was, between them, and captivated by the sense of anticipation pulsing through both of them.

  Evan's breath hitched and he released her hand. But she didn't need his guidance anymore. Confidently, she gripped Evan's cock, stroking as she rubbed the head against Luke. With the sound of a squeezing bottle, cool liquid dribbled over her fingers. Aided by the lubricant, she rubbed harder and Luke squirmed in response. Then he gasped as the tip breached his opening, slowly stretching his tight ring.

  She leaned forward, kissing down his smooth chest to the hard ridges of his abs, where she traced his navel with her tongue.

  Jasmine grinned up at Evan with gratitude, but his eyes fluttered shut and his face slackened. Under her slick fingers she felt the head slip into Luke's rear. Moaning softly, Luke squeezed his eyes closed and clenched her shoulders from the inching invasion.

  She was concerned for a moment that he might be in pain, considering how thick Evan was. But as she gazed up at them, their strong masculine features were painted with expressions of what could only be described as passionate bliss.

  Gripping Luke's hips, Evan eased back, then thrust forward while pulling the other man against his cock. Her eyes widened as she felt the tender skin stretch over the impaling rod. Yet Luke was silent, his breath heavy, his eyes closed, as the two quietly rocked against her. Her eyes traced up to his quiet features. It was strange for her to see a man so vulnerable; being violated by another man. And yet they both retained their strength, like two powerful bulls mounting each other.

  But she wondered if they had forgotten she was there.

  As she patiently watched them, feeling their intimacy, her blood raced and her wetness swelled between her thighs. Part of her wanted to let them go, maybe give them some room by scooting away to watch. Or leave the room to give them privacy.

  And yet here was this scandalously hot guy lowering his guard to be fucked in front of her. He wanted her to see him like this. And he'd asked her to join them.

  That nagging part of her that was so used to bad relationships with overly insensitive guys rebelled against the idea. It didn't make sense in her world. But in this new world she'd stumbled upon, she loved that Luke could leave himself vulnerable while still being charming and sexy.

  She clenched her hand, giving Luke's buttock a little squeeze. She just couldn't resist. But she wanted to touch him somewhere else. Maybe explore a little. Evan was already… Well, he didn't need any help.

  Instead of pulling away like her better judgment wanted her to, she flexed her fingers and then cupped them under his ass.

  Tracing down behind his balls, she found the subtle ridge of his perineum, where she pressed gently. He gasped as a shiver ran through his body, and she applied more pressure. Gradually, she slid back to the tight connection between the two. Just under her fingertips, she felt the bulge of Evan's cock through the skin as the head slipped inside him then pulled back out. Luke writhed in response, silently begging for more.

  While Evan seemed to be in no hurry, the throbbing in Jasmine's loins certainly was. She'd always thought that sex between men must be unbearably hot, but now she was here, up close and personal. Experiencing their urgency about as closely as any woman ever could.

  The pulsing desire curled tight in her stomach. God, if she didn't do something soon, she might explode.

  Just then, Luke's cock lurched appealingly under her chin, tempting her more. She wanted to taste him again, if just to feel his arousal as the other cock entered him. But Evan's hand got there first. With an easy familiarity that only came to a long-time couple, he held Luke's member as he effortlessly rolled the condom down its length.

  So she removed her hands from Luke's ass—with some minor regret. And she scooted onto the bed, laying back, her knees raised.

  "You ready?" she asked sweetly.

  Luke opened his eyes and his gaze swept over her, hungry, like it might devour her. "I am so beyond ready," he breathed.

  Pulling away from Evan's firm grasp, he crawled onto the bed and angled himself between her thighs. His impressive cock brushed against her neatly trimmed mound and she stretched her back, lifting her hips to meet him.

  So close, he was making her tingle with little shivers of anticipation. It wa
s too much. She was on the edge of whimpering. Or begging.

  But Luke saved her the embarrassment by gripping his luscious cock and guiding it into her welcoming folds.

  She let out a long moan, split between relief and ache. He felt as great as she knew he would: spreading her, filling her, impaling to the root of her core. But it wasn't just that. The culmination of the long night of innuendo and uncertainty, followed by this delicate dance of seething desire, had reached its crescendo. She didn't have to feel like a voyeur, watching something naughty. The men had her now, including her in the intricacy of their coupling.

  Jasmine laced her fingers across Luke's muscled back, sighing with pleasure as he pushed into her depths. His hot breath blew against her neck and his eyes closed. She watched his smooth features relax as his face lifted in front of her. His mouth was so near to her, so tempting. More than anything she wanted to kiss him, to savor the intimacy and let it linger on their lips.

  But it didn't feel quite right, like kissing a friend's lover. She could ask Evan but she didn't want to shatter the tenuous moment.

  The bed shifted beneath her and Evan's eyes met hers as he knelt behind Luke. A smile curved at the edge of his proud lips and he gave a brief conspiratorial wink. She grinned back with a wiggle of her hips. The kiss would have to wait.

  His eyes held her as he sat back on his heels, giving her a good view of his naked body. God, he was a masterpiece. Hard and smooth in all the right places. It was obvious that he worked out, yet he didn't overdo it, keeping his tone at the perfect balance between athletic and muscular.

  And his cock… Well, it was beautiful. He was like a classical statue, except for the size—which the ancient Greeks always seemed to estimate on the small side. She imagined how his curved length would feel, going deep inside her and an anxious whimper escaped her lips. It impressed her that Luke could handle him.

  With a firm hand on Luke's hip, Evan positioned himself behind Luke's ass.