Their Independent Bride Part 19

"I know. I was just thinking about it."

"Why don't we go on up and take our showers and get ready for bed?" Greg stood up and stretched, dropping the book he had been browsing through on the end table.

"I'm all for that. I want a hot bath." Janet slid out of Steven's lap.

"You're going to turn into a prune with as many baths as you take, woman." Steven followed her toward the stairs.

They headed straight for the bathroom as soon as they made it upstairs. Greg ran a bath while Steven took a shower. Then Greg took a shower while Steven helped Janet finish up her bath and dry off. Then all three met at the bed nearly an hour later.

"Baby, your skin is so soft. We want to put lotion on it for you to keep it that way." Greg eased her to the bed, holding a container of lotion in one hand.

Janet smiled. This was shaping up to be headed in the right direction. She arranged herself on the bed in the middle so both men could climb up next to her. The first touch drew a moan from her as hands smoothed the lotion over her shoulders followed by another set of hands working at her calves.

They worked together to lotion her up and mellow her out. By the time they had finished her back, she was nearly dozing. Then they had her turn over, and the fun began.

Chapter Nineteen.

Greg leaned over her and licked along her lower lip. He drew back and smiled at her. She smiled back and ran her tongue lightly over the area he had just licked.

"That's so f.u.c.king s.e.xy, baby. I'm going to kiss you, Janet. Do you want me to?"

"Oh, yes. I want to feel your mouth all over me, Greg."

He lowered his head to sip at her lips before thrusting his tongue past them to run alongside hers. He licked along the roof of her mouth before running it around to tease hers once again. Then he ate at her mouth with his, mingling their breaths until both needed to break for air.

Steven had continued ma.s.saging her body with the lotion until he reached her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He stopped and leaned in to suck at one nipple. She s.h.i.+vered at the contrast of cool air from his warm mouth. Then he blew across the wet nub and furthered the sensation. Greg drew the other nipple into his mouth and teased it with his tongue.

When Steven repeated the same thing on his side, Janet moaned thrusting her chest farther outward to encourage them to take more.

"Baby likes having her b.r.e.a.s.t.s played with."

"Don't talk, suck, Greg."

He chuckled and bit the little nub, making her gasp. When he pulled back and pinched it, she threw her head back and closed her eyes in ecstasy. The slight bite of pain really got her juices going. She could feel them flowing between her legs. G.o.d only knew what she would do when they actually got around to touching her down there.

As if reading her mind, Steven moved down toward her p.u.s.s.y. He groaned when he found her hot and wet, waiting on him.

"Greg, she's soaking wet already. I can't wait to taste her sweet cream."

"Please, Steven. I need you." She rocked her pelvis to capture his attention.

Just when she thought he never would, Steven thrust his tongue between her p.u.s.s.y lips and licked her slit. He gathered her juices with his tongue then poked his tongue deeper into her p.u.s.s.y. Back and forth, he ran his tongue over her slit and around her c.l.i.t. He managed to avoid rubbing over it but got close enough that she could almost feel the heat from it.

As Steven began to push two fingers inside of her c.u.n.t, Greg latched onto her nipples with his mouth and fingers. He pulled and pinched while he licked and sucked. Then he changed tactics and bit and nibbled while he stroked and scratched. The constant change kept her off balance so that she couldn't build her climax.

She thrashed on the bed and grabbed Greg's hair with her hands. She pulled on it, demanding that he give her what she wanted.

"What do you want, baby? What do you need from us?"

"I need someone to f.u.c.k me. Please! I need to come, Greg. Please let me come."

"In a little while, baby. First we want to play. It's been a long time since we've been able to play with our pretty nipples and hot little p.u.s.s.y. Right, Steven?"

"I'm just getting started down here, love. I'm not ready to stop yet."

Janet thought she would go crazy before she was allowed to come. Two weeks of s.e.xual frustration had built to an overwhelming density so that she felt as if once she ignited she would explode.

Steven thrust his fingers in and out of her hot, wet c.u.n.t until she was thrusting her hips in time with his plunges. He curved his fingers and stroked her hot spot, sending burning tendrils of pleasure straight to her c.l.i.t. Janet nearly screamed when the first burst of pleasure struck her. He backed off and began thrusting again while he licked around the little nubbin.

"G.o.d, please! I need to come. Please, please, don't tease me anymore."

"Steven." Greg didn't say anything else.

Steven began stroking her sweet spot again as he sucked on her c.l.i.t. Together, the two men drove her up and over until she was screaming their names. Before she had even caught her breath, Steven had his c.o.c.k positioned at her slit and pressing inward in an effort to enter her vibrating c.u.n.t.

Greg kissed her face all over, telling her how pretty she was and how much they loved it when she came. He stroked her belly and then moved back to tease her t.i.ts again. Both men had their eyes glued to where Steven's ma.s.sive c.o.c.k was slowly disappearing inside of her p.u.s.s.y. The spot where they were joined seemed to be more interesting than anything at that moment. Janet found her eyes drawn there as well.

Steven's forehead glistened with sweat as he pulled out and pushed forward over and over in an effort to bury his d.i.c.k inside her hot p.u.s.s.y. She swore she could feel every ridge and vein pa.s.s through her as he plunged in and out of her throbbing c.u.n.t.

"f.u.c.k, you're so tight, love. I'm going to come before I even get in you good."

Steven thrust one last time and his b.a.l.l.s slapped against her a.s.s. He stopped and leaned down to kiss her. His salty sweat dripped to her mouth. She licked her lips and smiled up at him. Then she squeezed her c.u.n.t muscles and listened to him curse.

"f.u.c.k, do that again and I'm a goner."

She held off doing it again because she wanted him to f.u.c.k her. If he came too soon, she would miss out on the delicious rub of his c.o.c.k over her hot spot. He began stroking in and out of her in long, slow glides that took her breath.

"Oh, G.o.d, Steven. Please," she whispered in a hoa.r.s.e voice.

"What, love? What do you want?"

"I want you to f.u.c.k me hard. I need more."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't. Please, Steven."

"Give her what she wants." Greg tucked her hair behind her ears then kissed her temple.

It was all Steven seemed to need to hear. He pulled out and shoved back in. He picked up the speed, ramping up her pleasure as every stroke rubbed over her G-spot. Her o.r.g.a.s.m seemed right on the edge. She could almost reach it. Then Steven reached between them and thumbed her c.l.i.t. She came screaming his name.

"f.u.c.k, that's it love. Come around me. Squeeze my c.o.c.k." He shouted out her name as he spurted c.u.m deep inside her.

When he finished, he collapsed, catching himself on his elbows so that he didn't put all of his weight on her. She wouldn't have cared. She was still trying to recover from her own climax.

"Move over, Steven. You're making it hard for her to breathe." Greg shoved the other man off of her.

"You just want your turn."

"Naw, I'm not going to tonight. I'll see how she feels in the morning."

"Greg? Don't you want me?" She couldn't believe he wasn't going to make love to her.

She thought they were coming along so well. What was going on?

"Baby, I want you, but you've been hurt. I know the doctor gave you the all clear to go back to regular activities, but you're pregnant, and I don't want to wear you out in one night."

"I'm fine, Greg. Don't do this to me. You're putting me in a box again. I'm not too fragile for you to make love to."

"Janet. Honestly, I'm scared that I will hurt you so soon after your accident."

"You won't. I would tell you if I didn't feel up to it. Don't make me beg, because I won't." She sighed and started to get up, but Greg stopped her.

"You don't have to beg, baby. I would never make you beg. I'll always take care of you."

"Then take care of me."

Greg dropped his head for a second then looked back at her again. His eyes had grown darker. Janet knew she had won. He wouldn't back away now.

"Roll over, baby. I'm doing this my way."

She rolled over and got to her hands and knees. He squeezed her a.s.s cheeks then spread them wide.

"Look at that pretty a.s.s, Steven. One day we'll take you together again, Janet."

"Why not tonight?"

"You're not ready, yet, baby. Give it a few more days. Please."

She looked over her shoulder at him and saw the desperation in his eyes that she understand. She nodded. He bent over and kissed down her spine before lining up his c.o.c.k with her slit and pus.h.i.+ng his way inside.

It felt glorious to have him there again. His d.i.c.k was so different from Steven's. She pushed back to help him thrust inside of her. He groaned when she contracted her c.u.n.t around his c.o.c.k. He retaliated by squeezing her a.s.s. It was her turn to groan now. She loved him playing with her a.s.s, even if it was only to squeeze or spank it.

He tunneled his way in and out of her sensitive p.u.s.s.y. The deeper he delved, the hotter she grew. She wanted him to b.u.mp her cervix. It felt amazing when he did, and in this position, as long as he was, he could do it with every thrust of his c.o.c.k.

"Deeper, Greg. Please, deeper."

He began to push harder and deeper until he b.u.mped against her cervix. The sweetest kind of pleasure-pain enveloped her as he repeated the move. She dipped her head and began to meet him thrust for thrust, push for push.

Steven was suddenly at her b.r.e.a.s.t.s with his mouth and fingers. He sucked at her nipple then lightly bit it as Greg pounded into her c.u.n.t. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bounced around Steven's mouth and fingers. He chuckled and pinched one as he licked the other.

The combined attention had her teetering on the edge of release once again. She couldn't believe she had gotten to the point of climax so soon after the last one. They had the ability to drive her crazy. She could remember that about them now. She could remember that they always took care of her needs first. But still, she couldn't remember how she really felt about them and they about her before the accident.

"Aw, h.e.l.l. You're quivering all around me, baby. I'm not going to last." His voice was raspy as he f.u.c.ked her p.u.s.s.y in short, tight plunges now.

Steven found her c.l.i.t and began pressing on it rhythmically until she plunged into the deep well of pleasure and climaxed once again. This time no sound would escape her mouth as she wordlessly mouthed Greg's name over and over.

Greg thrust into her spasming p.u.s.s.y twice more before shooting his c.u.m deep inside her c.u.n.t. He rested his head against her lower back as he struggled to regain control of his breathing. Janet had already collapsed the front half of her body to the mattress with just her a.s.s sticking up, impaled as it was by Greg's softening d.i.c.k.

"All right, Greg. Your turn to get off of Janet. She needs to get comfortable."

"You go wet a cloth so we can clean her up." Greg managed to get out around pants.

Janet smiled at the way he leaned against her. Then he was moving off to the side, pulling her over to lie next to him.

"I love you, baby. I wish you could believe that."

"I want to, Greg. I know you and Steven are good men. I remember that you were always good to me. I can remember that much now. I hope I will remember more soon."

Steven returned with a warm, wet cloth and began cleaning her up. She knew her face had grown red by the heat that suffused her cheeks. She wasn't used to someone cleaning her up down there. Evidently, Steven noticed it because he kissed her thigh and smiled at her. Then he climbed up in the bed after disposing of the cloth.

"I love you, Janet." Steven kissed her chin, her nose, and then rained little kisses down her neck before nipping at her shoulder.

"Aw, Steven. I know I care about you both so much. I feel almost as if I can say the words, but I don't remember. I need to remember."

"Don't try so hard. It will come to you."

"I'm going to get something to drink. Do you want anything, baby?" Greg squeezed her thigh before getting out of the bed.

"I'd love some water. My mouth is dry."

"All that screaming you did," Steven teased.

She popped him on the arm.

"Ow."

"Behave while I'm gone, you two." Greg walked out of the bedroom without bothering to put anything on.

She guessed that since there was no one around for miles, it didn't matter. Then Steven was nibbling on her neck and shoulder again.

"No hitting. That's childish." Steven sucked on one of the spots he'd nipped earlier.

"Talk about childish, biting is just like a kid. You have an oral fixation, Steven."

"I won't deny it, either. I like sucking and biting your t.i.ts especially."

She laughed and then giggled when he ran his tongue down her neck. It tickled and he seemed to know just how to do it. It proved that they had been fairly close before. If only she could remember.

"Okay, you two. Break it up." Greg walked in carrying two gla.s.ses of water.

He sat on the edge of the bed and handed her one once she had gotten settled. She sipped the delicious water and was so glad it didn't taste funny like so many of the weird plants did. She tried to keep from gulping since it would only give her a bellyache.