Double Her Fantasy by Randi Alexander Page A

handsome, so similar in that instant, she could barely stand to look at them.
    Garret stepped toward her. “Baby, lead the way.”
    She backed up, her smile so heartfelt she nearly burst into laughter. “This way, gentlemen.”
    Trey stopped and gestured toward the front door. “I should go to the suite and get a few…supplies.”
    “No need.” She turned to face the bedroom, flipped her hair back, and purred over her shoulder, “I bought everything we need yesterday.”
    Garret growled.
    Trey moaned.
    Both men stalked her and nothing had ever felt so sexy. She swayed her hips as she walked into the bedroom. Maybe not so seductive in the hotel robe. Her nipples tightened and warmth pooled in her core, spreading to her pussy lips.
    She let them catch her.
    Trey cupped her cheeks in his big hands, his eyes so intense, a shiver ran down her spine. His lips touched hers as Garret’s hands grasped her hips and slid around to her stomach, untying the robe’s belt.
    “Sweet woman,” Trey whispered against her lips.
    “Wicked cowboy,” she replied with a smile.
    He kissed her, hard and wild, his tongue tickling the inside of her lips, her cheeks.
    She lapped quick tastes of his tongue as it toured her mouth. His taste, male, rough, hungry.
    Behind her, Garret slipped his hands under the hem of her tank top, his fingers tracing a pattern on her stomach, along the curve of her ribs, under her breasts.
    A cry escaped her as his hands went lower to her stomach instead of higher to her chest.
    She grabbed his wrists and lifted his hands to her breasts.
    In her ear, he whispered, “Baby, you’re beautiful. I…”
    As she wondered what Garret wanted to tell her, Trey’s amazing kiss went on and on.
    Garret’s hands lifted and molded her breasts, a barely-there touch on her nipples that shot rocketfire lust to her cunt. “So sensitive,” he whispered. His teeth nipped the shell of her ear, his warm breath raising goosebumps along her neck.
    Trey sucked her tongue into his mouth and nibbled it, stroked it with his. His hands tugged on the lapels of her robe and pulled it off her shoulders.
    Garret took up the task and slid it off her arms, tossing it aside. “Do you want to see her naked as badly as I do, brother?”
    His words caused a contraction in her core, a need, a pang so strong it sent her brain into meltdown.
    Trey slowed the kiss and pulled back, staring into her eyes. His blue irises nearly disappeared around the dilation of his pupils. “Yeah, brother. I want to see her naked. I want to taste her sweet pussy juice, dip my cock into her tight slit again.”
    Garret’s hands slid under the waistband of her boy short PJ bottoms. “Lucky me.” He tugged them down just past her butt. “That leaves her cute little rosebud back here for me to love.” He knelt and kissed each of her ass cheeks.
    The visual of him taking her ass while Trey slid into her cunt rattled her whole body. “I want that.” Her voice heaved from her panting lungs. “I want you both.”
    Trey tugged up the hem of her top and pulled it off over her head. “You have us, sweetheart.”
    Her arms landed on his shoulders and she ran her fingers up his neck and through his short, soft hair. His words blurred in her mind, but in her heart, they caught and filled her with tenderness.
    Garret gripped her butt cheeks and spread them. “You’re gonna be filled with us, we’re gonna slide in and out of you together, we’ll make you so damn hot.”
    She arched her back, tipping up to him, opening for whatever he wanted to do to her.
    Trey wrapped his hand in her hair and tugged her head to the side. His lips fastened on the tender spot under her ear, sending pulses of desire to her nipples and her pussy.
    “How did you find that spot?” Her words flowed from a numbing mind.
    Trey nipped and traced patterns with his tongue. “Found it last time. Wrote it down in my diary.”
    She couldn’t stop the laugh that tickled up her throat. “Why