Flynn pressed his jean-clad erection against her; sliding his hands down her shoulders to push her bra down her arms. He cupped one of her breasts. “Beautiful.” He pinched her nipple between his finger and thumb and gently squeezed. “So beautiful. I can’t wait to try them. Let him taste them while we get you out of the rest of your clothes.”
Blue eyes flared with desire as Chris complied, for once allowing his younger brother’s to lead. He leaned forward to take one of her nipples in his mouth and Georgia groaned. “I had a fantasy that started just like this. Okay, maybe more than one.”
Flynn had reached around to unbutton her pants and, along with Chris, they lifted her hips to remove them, leaving her in nothing but her special holiday underwear. Red silk, edged with black, the sides decorated with tiny satin ribbons.
Jimmy growled from the edge of the couch. “Keep those on her. She may be the best Christmas present we’ve ever gotten, guys. Let’s take our time unwrapping her.”
“Oh, damn.” Why did she feel like she could come from his words alone? She didn’t want them to wait. She could still feel Chris sucking one of her nipples hard against the roof of his mouth, Flynn had knelt beside the couch, ready to pay homage to her other breast.
Jimmy pulled off his shirt, revealing the dark bronze skin, chest lightly sprinkled with hair…and all those muscles. He licked his lips. “Well, maybe we can take a little peek.”
He stepped over the side of the couch and knelt between her legs. The heat from Chris’s erection pulsed against her silk covered cheeks as Jimmy lowered himself down. He spread her legs apart and caressed her through the damp fabric with the backs of his fingers. “Fuck, she is so wet, aren’t you Georgia? Was this a part of your fantasies? All of our mouths on your body? Tasting you? Taking you in?”
“Yes,” she gasped. “Oh, yes.”
Her hands reached up to grasp Chris and Flynn’s heads, holding them to her breasts as she rocked against Chris’s lap, against Jimmy’s hand. So good. It felt so good. This was crazy, but there was no way she wanted to stop. Not when she was this close.
Jimmy’s voice was deep with his own need. “Then let’s make that fantasy come true.” He bent his head, his fingers pushing the silk to the side, only to replace it with the soft caress of his lips. His tongue.
He groaned low and loud. “Fucking perfect. Your taste…” And then he was no longer using his mouth to talk.
Georgia cried out at the first thrust of his tongue. She couldn’t describe it. Too many sensations. Mouths and hands and tongues, biting and sucking and licking and fucking her. Flynn and Chris were caressing her back, her belly. One hand slid down to press against her clit as Jimmy added two fingers inside her. Stretching her, filling her. Drinking her in.
Her hips were rocking harder now, demanding more. Deeper. Faster. Jimmy used his broad shoulders to spread her legs wider, one finger slipping through her liquid arousal before gliding lower, beneath her panties, along the seam of her ass.
She let out a shocked gasp when he pushed one finger against her there. The place she’d never imagined letting anyone touch. He circled it, pressed, and she felt lightening arc through her body. Was it because it was forbidden? Why did that feel so damn good?
He lifted his mouth. “Let me in, Georgia. Let me show you. Get you ready. Just imagine it. We all know what a good imagination you have. Imagine one of us behind you, one of us in front. Both inside you. Filling you up so completely you don’t know where you start and we begin.”
Flynn and Chris were both moaning against her breasts. They were imagining it too. Fucking her. Loving her. Taking her together. “Oh, hell.”
“No,” Jimmy corrected her. “Heaven.” And then he was kissing her again, biting the lips of her sex with just enough force to sting, only adding to her arousal. How did they know? How did they all know exactly how she wanted to be touched when she hadn’t known herself?
She felt that finger again, pressing for entrance. She breathed out and tried to relax, only to feel her whole body arch uncontrollably when he pushed inside. “It feels... Oh, Jimmy, it feels…”
So much. He was stretching her, bringing every cell, every nerve in her body to life. Too much.
“She’s tight,” Jimmy pressed his forehead against her thigh. “You’re going to have to go slow Flynn, if you don’t want to hurt her. Think you can handle that?”
Flynn lifted his mouth from her breast and stared at Jimmy for a long, tense moment. “Yeah. I think I can.”
What was happening? Her snow patrol hunk had suddenly become dominant. And Flynn seemed perfectly content to follow his commands. Jimmy thrust and curled two fingers deep inside her, his other still stretching her from behind, as if he were showing her an example of the power he now held over her.
How could she argue when she couldn’t think? How could she say no when he was giving her exactly what she wanted?
His strokes grew faster, and Chris lifted his mouth from her breast, taking her mouth the way Jimmy was taking her sex. Devouring her.
Her whole body shuddered hard between them as she came. Jimmy moaned and pressed his mouth deeper, as if loving the richer taste of her orgasm. A hum of pleasure and anticipation vibrating from Chris’s lips to her own, as if he were imagining taking her there. Having his turn.
Before she knew what was happening, Georgia was being lifted into Flynn’s arms. She felt his smooth skin against her own and wrapped her arms around his neck. When she looked up at him, her body still quaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm, his emerald eyes burned.
She had to know. “Was it two women?”
A pulse ticked at his temple. “No. It was when I still worked for the lodge, before I started teaching on my own. A guest and her fiancé. I taught her to ski and she invited me back to her suite to warm up.”
She bit her lower lip. “Did you like it? Sharing?”
Georgia could hear Chris and Jimmy swiftly stripping behind her; her body was already tingling in response to what she knew was coming. But suddenly this seemed incredibly important. Flynn seemed important. As vulnerable as he was aroused.