Jake wondered if that was about to change.
Danielle lay in her bed, wishing sleep would come . . . wishing she were in her own bed at home. She hated sleeping in a strange place, especially a hotel room. She’d spent several hours on the computer, finishing her latest game quest with her online friends and getting enough experience points to level up. She’d thought that would tire her out enough to fall right to sleep, but she’d been wrong.
She heard male voices in the hall outside her room. Listening carefully, she could make out Trey’s voice. The other was probably Jake’s. But earlier this evening when she’d passed by the lounge, she’d noticed the men with a beautiful blonde. Could it be that Jake and Trey were taking the woman to their room?
She rolled her eyes at her own thoughts. She was in the middle of a long sexual dry spell, and it was turning her into a major horn ball.
She pounded her pillow. Rolled back and forth. Looked at the clock again. She drew in a deep breath at the thought of the two men opening their door, inviting the woman in . . . inviting Danielle in.
She could toss on a sexy bit of nothing under a robe and slip over to their room . . . knock on the door . . . invite herself in. Her nipples pebbled at the thought.
Well, maybe she could indulge herself a little longer. After all, a little innocent fantasizing never hurt anyone.
Two
Danielle imagined she was in the room with Trey and Jake. Jake took her in his arms and kissed her, his masculine lips caressing hers with tenderness, quickly turning to urgency. He stripped off her clothes until she stood naked in front of him. Trey’s hands stroked over her breasts from behind.
Danielle stripped off her loose pajama top, then kicked off the bottoms. Her fingers slipped between her thighs. Trey’s big, warm hands encased her breasts as Jake tossed off his clothing. She gazed at his huge, rigid cock. He pulled her against his hard body and kissed her again while Trey pulled off his clothes. Both men stood in front of her . . . big, masculine, and naked. She grabbed both their cocks and stroked.
“Do you want me?” she asked.
“Oh, baby, you don’t know how much,” Trey responded, then kissed her passionately.
Jake lay on the bed and Trey turned her around to face Jake. She prowled over him, then lowered herself onto Jake’s huge, rigid cock. It was big and hard . . . and stretched her as it pushed deep inside.
Danielle’s fingers swirled inside her hot opening.
She leaned forward and Trey climbed behind her, then pressed his long rod against her behind. As she squeezed Jake inside her vagina, Trey pushed his cockhead into her back opening.
Her fingers twirled faster. She’d never experienced anal sex, but she wanted to. With Trey and Jake. So she could experience both of them at the same time.
Danielle loved the feel of Jake’s cock inside her as Trey pressed his impressive penis into her back opening, filling her full of rock-hard male flesh. Jake began to move, thrusting into her in long even strokes. She moaned softly, thrusting her fingers inside her slick opening. Jake fucked her hard, driving his cock into her, as Trey glided back and forth in her back opening.
Danielle arched upward, then slipped over the edge, her insides quivering with pleasure.
She flopped back on the bed, gasping for air. Oh God, she wished she could be with them for real. The two of them pressed against her, giving her pleasure . . . wanting her . . . And the best part . . . well, almost the best part . . . would be lying in Trey’s and Jake’s arms afterward.
As she lay in her bed, hot and sweaty—and alone—she felt empty. Her immediate need had been sated, but she longed to be lying in a man’s arms. Cherished. And loved.
The next morning, Danielle went for a swim in the hotel pool, then took a leisurely stroll before having a late breakfast. She returned to her room and relaxed for a while before showering.
She stood in front of the mirror and dried her hair with the hotel hair dryer. It took quite a while to get the mass of long wavy auburn hair dry. Then she put on her makeup.
Who would be there this evening? Trey and Jake, of course. And it would be nice to see Harmony again, though Danielle knew they’d get very little time to talk, if any, since as the bride, Harmony would be busy talking to all the guests over the evening. A quick hello and a “how are you doing” would probably be about it.
She returned to the bedroom and donned her pink bra and panty set, then her panty hose. As she pulled on her standard aqua party dress, she wondered if she should have bought something new. Different. She swished her long auburn curls over her shoulder, and examined her reflection. Something sexy.
But no one here had seen this dress, and it was perfectly fine, with its lace trim across the top of the bodice and the swishy knee-length skirt. It was great for dancing . . . if anyone asked her to dance.
Like Trey or Jake. At the reception, she might get a chance to dance with them and maybe flirt a little . . . and that could lead to . . .
Nothing. What the heck was wrong with her? They didn’t get involved with women.
Still, she’d like to look her best tonight. There would be other men there, too. Ones who did like women. And after the hormone rush from last night’s fantasies of
