Where was the man she’d known for all of her life? Not that she was complaining. Never had a move made her so weak at the knees. Liam was turning her on by his powerful display.
“I love you, Claire.”
“I love you, too.”
Liam smiled. “I love you like a friend, but I want more.”
She frowned at his words. He loved her like a friend, but he wanted more? What more could he want?
He took her hand and pressed her palm against his bulge in his jeans.
Claire gasped and squeezed the thick cock in her hand. She’d read so much and seen a few pictures, but nothing compared to the hard length in her hand. Liam took his hand away and cupped her cheek.
“I want you to be mine.” He brushed her lips with his. The small touch of his lips had her whimpering. She wanted more. The men in the other room didn’t matter. She wanted Shane to walk in and be with them, Liam and Shane to be with her together, the way she always wanted.
* * * *
Liam groaned as her fist tightened over his cock. Fuck, he shouldn’t have done that. The jeans were getting painful as he was getting harder.
What would she do if he pulled his shaft out?
He’d talked with Shane about seducing her. For them to turn the friendship into something more. He knew the risk he was taking, but standing around waiting for one of them to make the first move was killing him.
Sharing her with Shane meant he got to be with her as well, and that was fine by him. They’d shared women before. This would mean more. It wouldn’t be an itch that needed scratching. Claire was the right woman for them. The only woman they would ever want to spend the rest of their lives with.
Her response to his touch and kisses was setting him on fire. Shane would be seeing the ranch hands out while he started pushing the barrier.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” she said as she pulled away from his kiss.
Liam nodded. They would seduce her by going at her own pace until she couldn’t bear to say no. He prayed she wouldn’t last long.
“I want you.” He grabbed her head and gave her a thorough kiss before leaving the pantry.
Shane stood in the kitchen, sipping from a cup. “Where is she?”
“Dealing with my reaction.” Liam slammed out of the house. He needed some privacy. His hard-on wasn’t going to go away.
The privacy of the night and the shed would give him what he needed.
He closed the door and turned on the small light. What he was about to do made him feel like a horny teenager, but he didn’t care. If he couldn’t be inside Claire’s tight cunt, then his fist was the next best solution.
His jeans were pushed down to his ankles. Wearing boxers was a pain in the ass, and he never bothered with them. If he wasn’t in his jeans, he walked around naked. Shane preferred him to be dressed.
Looking down at his cock, he saw the tip red, swollen, and glistening with his pre-cum. He smeared the salty substance all over the tip and down to the base. Closing his eyes, he pictured Claire.
In his mind he saw her sweet, hot body, naked as the day he’d peeked at her at the river on one of their camping trips.
Liam pushed aside the guilt of spying on his best friend and thought about her naked body swimming in the water. Even at eighteen, she’d had full round tits, a small waist, and flared hips. The water cascading down her body made him want to swim out to her and lick every drop.
His mind traveled to his fantasy, rewriting the morning he spied.
Liam stood behind a tree. Claire swam from one end of the river to the other. Her body was graceful like a ballerina in dance.
Hating peeping on her, Liam made his presence known. Startled, she looked up and stood. Her round tits on display, her nipples large, red, and tight.
“I didn’t see you there,” she said.
“I wanted to make sure you’re all right.”
“My Liam, always the protector. Why don’t you join me to make sure there’s nothing to take me away?”
Liam ripped his clothing off his body and joined her in the warm river. He swam till he stood in front of her.
“You’re so strong,” she whispered. Her fingers traced a pattern down his arm, across to his stomach, and down to cup his dick. “Everywhere, you’re strong. Is this for me?” Under the water, she stroked his hard cock. Her touch was firm but with an inexperienced hand.
“Fuck,” he cried out as her finger stroked the slit at the tip of his cock. Liam took her by the hand and led her to the dry patch of land.
“I want to suck your cock, Liam. I want to feel you in my mouth.”
Liam lay back on the ground and watched her open her mouth and slide his cock between her lips. The view brought him off, exploding into the back of her throat. Claire moaned and swallowed every bit of his semen down.