Stories for When the Sun Goes Down (Sexy Anthology) (9 page)

Lee captured my mouth in his again and
sent one of his hands into the nip of my waist and over my hip. I let myself be
invaded by his tongue and allowed him to lift my top leg and drape it over his
wide concrete-hard thigh. They could do what they wanted with me.

I was theirs.

Andy continued to explore, my legs now
split apart for his attention. Thick hot fingers sought my entrance, swirled
around it twice, and then two digits shoved in up to the knuckle. I groaned and
bucked into Lee's chest before arching back for more. He added another finger,
gliding through the creamy wetness pouring from my core.

"So tight, Lee," Andy whispered,
criss-crossing his fingers as he spoke. "She's so fucking tight."

Lee's hand glided from my thigh to my
pubes. His fingers danced through the short neat hair and straight onto my
clit. I caught my breath and curled away from his sudden invasive pressure, but
the movement backed me further onto Andy's fingers. "Oh, God," I
said, aware that my eyes were rolling as I spoke.

Lee chuckled and treated me to several,
lazy rotations around my clit. "You like that, Sapphire?" he asked,
his lips touching the tip of my nose.

"Yes, God, yes. Please don't
stop."

Lee didn't stop, but Andy pulled his
fingers out leaving me whimpering in frustration.

"Shh," Andy said onto my
shoulder. He shifted his hips and the top of his thighs pushed up against the
backs of mine. "It's here, it’s here for you."

Lee lifted my leg higher, right up to his
waist and drew back from our kiss. I opened my eyes and looked steadily at him.
"Relax," he said, his clever fingers still circling my clit with the
perfect pressure and speed. "Relax and take a deep breath."

I did as he asked and felt the wide head
of Andy's cock probing at my pussy. He was so damned big. Instantly I tensed,
my jaw clenched, and my fingers curled over Lee’s shoulders.

"Relax, baby," Andy soothed from
behind me. "It's fine. We'll all fit together perfectly as one." He
began to push up, stretching me wide then wider still.

Lee kept me locked against him and I had
no choice but to be impaled by his brother.

He filled me to capacity. I gasped and
willed my muscles to take him in.

"Good girl," Lee said, treating
my clit to his full range of expertise. "You can do it."

Andy kept sliding into me. I heard him
grunt something incoherent as his pubes tickled my butt, and realised he'd
finally reached the hilt. It was just as well, I didn’t think I could take any
more.

"Fuck, yes," he hissed from
behind me. "You feel so bloody good, Sapphire. I don't think I'll last
long this first time. It's been a while."

"She won't take much to tip over the
edge," Lee said, deepening his attentions at my clit with the pads of his
fingers and meeting the urgent demands of my needy little nub.

"Oh, God," I gasped, feeling the
first tug of a very insistent orgasm. "I'm gonna come."

"Wait for me, sweetheart," Andy
said, pulling his dick all the way out. "We'll come together." He
rammed back in. All the harnessed power of his powerful body behind one sharp
thrust.

I cried out in ecstasy and shock.
Suddenly, his pounding was frantic, frightening, exquisite. He was stroking
wildly over my G-spot with every frenzied plunge. The pressure was building
like an explosion that couldn't be contained. Then, it was there.

My orgasm culminated in a beautiful
sensation. My mouth opened in a silent scream, my muscles froze, and my
breathing was suspended. Time had no meaning. Andy's cock turned to a rod of
solid steel, and then at the precise moment every cell in my body crashed down,
I felt his semen pumping deep within me.

"Fuck, yes," he said then
stilled and tucked his head into the base of my neck. "Fuck, fuck, yes
yes!" I was aware of a deep tremble taking over his body as he shook against
my naked flesh.

Lee continued his rotations on my clit and
the intensity turned to wildfire, hot and manic. I didn't know if I could stand
it, but I wanted to so I sucked in desperate breaths and stayed with the
moment.

"You gonna let me have a go inside
you?" he asked.

"Yes, oh yes," I panted. Even
though I was still convulsing around Andy I desperately wanted Lee to be part
of our orgasm.

Andy withdrew and Lee pushed me onto my
back with a sudden urgency. Andy swooped down and kissed me on the lips for the
first time. His tongue commanded control of mine. He was hot and thorough.
"That was so perfect," he said as his hand searched out my breasts.
"So perfect. Thank you."

"Worked for me too," I gasped,
trying to draw in an adequate amount of thin air to feed my system.

Lee shoved my legs apart with his knees
and dropped between my thighs. I looked into the darkness of the one big
sleeping bag and stared at our tangled limbs and pale flesh. We were behaving
like animals, but I didn't care. I had basic needs and desires, and right now,
Lee and Andy were doing an amazing job of satisfying them.

"You good to go?" Lee asked,
propping up on his arms high above me.

"Yes," I gasped, feeling the
head of his cock grazing the inside of my thigh. He went to shove in but
missed. We both jerked. I reached down and wrapped my palm around his shaft,
gave it a slight squeeze and flicked my thumb over the silky smooth head.

He groaned and a drop of pre-cum oozed
from his slit. I scooped it onto my index finger and brought it to my mouth. I
looked into his pale eyes, poked out the tip of my tongue and slowly stroked it
along the length of my finger, being sure to catch his salty drip on the end
and balance it for him to see before drawing it into my mouth.

"Stamina is usually my fucking strong
point," he muttered, his attention glued to my mouth “But, damn, that’s it
gone.”

He curled his hips under and forged into
me. This time, he didn't miss. He slammed as deep as he could go on the very
first thrust.

A cry left my mouth and mixed with the
sound of the storm outside. I was freshly stretched, but still the invasion was
deliciously uncomfortable.

"Okay, baby," Andy said, turning
my face to his. "Catch another one. Come again with Lee." He let go
of the nipple he'd been twirling and reached into my pubes.

Lee was slamming into me, shifting me up
and down on the slippery material, but Andy still managed to palm my mound and
drag the flesh upwards, exposing my clit from its hood and leaving it open and
vulnerable to Lee's pubis as he fucked me like there was no tomorrow for any of
us.

"Oh, God." I squirmed and shut
my eyes. "It's too much."

"It's never too much," Andy said
fiercely. "Go with it. Do everything to the max."

"No… I can't." I pushed at Lee's
shoulders and tried to shift his position, but it was useless. It was like
trying to move a slab of concrete.

"You have to push yourself, go with
it. I promise it'll be all good," Andy encouraged.

"No." My head thrashed from side
to side as overwhelming sensations took over.

"Look at me, Sapphire," Andy's
voice was stern as his other hand caught my chin. "Look at me. God damn
it, look at me, woman!"

I managed to open my eyes. His were only
an inch from mine. Steely and determined, he gazed at me, not taking his hand
away from the base of my stomach as Lee carried on his thrusting. "I want
to watch you come," he said quietly but firmly. "Lee got to watch
you. Now it's my turn. Keep your eyes open and come for me, Sapphire."

I wanted to screw up my eyes, become lost
in the barrage of flashes and fireworks I knew would be waiting to explode
behind their lids. But I didn't. I kept them wide and fixed on Andy's crystal
clear focus.

He didn't blink, and neither did I.

"Oh, yes. Fuck yes," Lee
murmured as his body braced above me.
"Come, baby."

Andy snapped a look at his brother's face
and then said to me. "Come for us… now."

Lee was buried deep inside me, his shaft
massaging my G-spot and his pubis rocking against my defenseless clit. It was
too much to control when I was so aroused and stimulated already.

I let it out. I came.

"Eyes, keep them open," Andy
said as my lids squeezed together. "Open."

I forced my eyelids back and stared into
Andy's curious, lust-filled gaze as my womb went into another series of deeply
satisfying spasms. My clit was pulsing, dragging downwards and celebrating its
harsh treatment. My vagina was gripping Lee like it would never let him go.

"That's it," Andy said, his lips
hovering on mine. "Let me see into your soul. Let me see the real Sapphire
Makepeace."

I grabbed for the side of his head and
dragged him in for a wide open-mouthed kiss, keeping my focus on his as Lee
ground out his pleasure. I felt his semen flood my body and mix with his
brother's. His dick twitched inside me over and over.

And then we were all still.

Silent.

I suddenly felt boneless and weak.

Andy pulled his mouth from mine and
offered a lopsided smile as he lifted his hand out of the sleeping bag.
"You okay?" He smoothed my wild hair from my face as the sweet smell
of sex swirled upwards.

I couldn't even bring myself to speak. I
was wrecked and helpless. High on satisfaction.

"Hey," Lee said, dropping down
to his elbows with his cock still lodged deep within me. "Sapphire?"
He looked worried. "Are you okay?"

I placed my hand on his angular cheekbone
then did the same to Andy's. Studied one brother then the other. "I'm just
a bit…" I said, tugging at my bottom lip. "Hot." I glanced at a
bead of sweat gathered in my cleavage and grinned as they both followed my line
of sight.

The storm raged for another thirty-six
hours, battering our brave little tent with snow and trying desperately to
shake the pegs from their holes. We stayed safely tucked inside. We were hot
and cold, sexy and messy, and more than able to entertain ourselves during
those long, uncertain hours in cramped conditions.

Finally Lee opened the tent to discover a
brilliant, blue sky. I was half happy, half sad. My naked time with the Driver
brothers had come to an end as abruptly as the storm had departed.

We climbed two more days to fulfill
sponsorship requirements then made a quick, uneventful descent.

At base camp's more sensible altitude, we
were greeted by hordes of die-hard paparazzi. A fabulous bed of flowers had
been laid as a makeshift grave for me. Notes of sadness and love from fans and
elaborate bouquets of lilies and orchids were spread about. It was nice to be
able to see my own funeral messages and blooms. Not many people get the chance.

Dean was there, of course, and as the
three of us came into view, he burst out of the crowd and swept me into his
arms, kissing me over and over. The press went wild, the flashes frantic. The
photos of our reunion hit front pages on every newspaper in the world.

By the time he released me and I turned to
Lee and Andy, they were gone. They'd mingled with well wishers and journalists
before, no doubt, heading off for the next adrenaline rush.

I never saw their faces again.

Dean took me to a five star hotel in the
Bahamas for a whole month to recover from my ordeal. He ran me baths, washed
and dried my hair, ordered me manicures and pedicures. He fed me caviar, poured
me champagne, made love to me so slowly and sweetly every night that I knew I
would never leave him again.

Nine months later Leanne was born. Our
only child.

* * * *

A sudden dip on the bed jolted me from my
dreamy memories. I opened my eyes and saw Leanne smiling gently at me, her
familiar ice blue irises flashing in amusement at my wonky glasses.

"Morning, Mum," she said,
holding out a delicate cup and saucer.

"Leanne," I said through a
hoarse throat. "You're early." I reached for the tea to wet my mouth.

"Only an hour early. I'm still jet
lagged, keep waking up at odd hours." She reached for the scrapbook.
"Looking at this again?"

"Just thinking about my charity
work." I changed the subject. "Why are you jet lagged?"

"Remember, from my hiking trip to the
Alps last week? I took the kids from the refuge. I've only been back three
days. Can't cope with the changing time zones the way I used to."

"Oh, yes." I remembered now.
Leanne had been away the week before, climbing in Europe. No, she scolded for
calling it that these days. She was too old to climb, she said, but she still
liked to hike in the mountains. Still claimed to be at her happiest when she
was high and free, scrabbling around like a little mountain goat.

I reached for her hand and brought it to
my lips, grateful that she'd come back safely again. Despite my worries over
the years, I'd never stopped her going off on wild adventures. The mountains,
and the hunt for adrenaline thrills was, after all, in her blood, in the very
core of her genetic makeup and there was nothing I could do to change it.