Chapter 10

CHAPTER TEN

M aybe a game of truth or dare with two sexy cowboys isn't a good idea. Or it's the best idea. God, I can't think with the way the two of them are staring at me. Lidded, hungry eyes, small smirks etched on their sinful lips.

"Oh, Red." Weston chuckles. "You sure you want to start off with a dare? Last chance to change your mind."

Swallowing hard, I lick my lips, anticipation and nerves sending my heart racing. "No." I shake my head, sounding more sure of myself than I feel. "I'm sticking with my answer."

Weston gives his brother a look and the two of them shrug.

Blood pounds in my ears as my belly swirls with nerves. What dirty things are these twins going to come up with?

"Okay." Weston nods. "We dare you to come eat dessert."

My whole body deflates. "What?" I blink in confusion.

"Yeah, come on. Be a good girl, Hellcat, let's eat," Wyatt says. He takes a few steps closing the distance between us and picks me up by the waist. I gasp as he brings me to the tailgate and sits me down.

"You're joking right?" I ask, looking between the two of them.

"Not at all," Weston says, pulling a strawberry out of the fruit I ordered. He brings it to my lips and glides it along the seam. My breath quickens as heat floods my core. The way he's watching me right now, his eyes filled with heat, makes this seem a lot less innocent than just eating. Parting my lips, I let him slip the strawberry into my mouth and I bite down, getting a juicy bite.

Once I chew and swallow, I go to lick the drop of juice on my lips when Weston grips my chin, holding me still. I whimper as he leans in and licks off the sticky sweet substance.

"MMMhhmm," he hums.

"Delicious." His thick, gravelly voice sends a shiver down my spine, doing nothing to help the arousal growing inside me.

He grins as he pops the rest of the strawberry into my mouth. I didn't even know that my lips were parted as I breathed heavily until I find myself mindlessly chewing.

"Good girl." Wyatt's husky voice has my eyes darting over to his.

Holy shit, these two are good.

"Okay," I say on a shaky note. "My turn to ask one of you two."

"Go for it, Red," Weston says, grabbing a grape from my container and eating it.

"Wyatt, truth or dare."

"Truth." He grins.

"That's no fun," I mutter.

"It is, if you know the right questions to ask."

He has a point. "Okay, truth: have you ever shared with any of your other siblings or just each other?" I ask and quickly add. "Women, I mean."

Wyatt chuckles. "I know what you meant, Hellcat. And no, it's a twin thing only."

"Why?" I ask, not sure if I want the answers and finding myself jealous of the past women they've shared.

"Your turn is up." Wyatt winks. "Mine now. Weston, truth or dare."

"Dare, because I'm not a pussy." Weston laughs and Wyatt flips him off.

"Alright then, asshole. I dare you to strip down to nothing and jump off that rock, right under the waterfall."

Weston shoots his brother a glare. My eyes widen because fuck, that water was ice cold.

Is he really going to do it?

Weston hops off the tailgate and steps a few feet away before turning to me. I bite my lower lip, watching as he grips the edge of his black T-shirt. He gives me a knowing smirk, as if he can tell the things he and his brother do to my body, and pulls it up and over his head.

"Holy fuck," I whisper, trying not to groan when I get a good, up close look of his body. Tanned skin with rippling muscles and abs that make my pussy clench. My thighs rub together, proving my point.

He chuckles, seeing just how affected I am, then makes work of his belt next. His movement's are painfully slow and I find myself wanting to see what he's hiding under there.

I get my answer when he lowers his zipper, grabs his pants and pulls them down, boxers too.

His cock springs free and this time the whimper does slip free. The cock on this man would put a lot of men to shame.

Bad timing, but his cock makes Greg's look like a damn finger.

I want it.

I want to taste it, suck it and then feel it give my cunt a good stretch. I didn't realized how sex deprived I was until this moment.

Not that I've really had the chance to miss it. Whatever Greg and I had was lackluster. The fucking asshole never even gave me an orgasm.

But something tells me I wouldn't have to worry about that with Weston, or Wyatt. If they're identical twins, does that mean Wyatt's cock is just as big? What would it feel like to have the two of them at once.

A thrill fills me as Weston chuckles.

"Got a little drool there, Red," he says, wrapping his hand around his cock and giving it a few strokes.

"Huh?" I blink, clearing the fog in my mind, my cheeks growing hot.

"Don't get too excited there, Hellcat. That thing is about to shrink as small as the Grinch's heart once he gets into that water."

"Fuck you," Weston sighs. "I forgot what we were doing there for a moment."

Wyatt laughs. "Go on, brother, get that ass up there and jump. Wouldn't want the pretty lady to think you're a pussy, right?"

I mean, I'd much rather he stay here and play with my pussy.

Sadly, he turns around and I groan as his toned ass flexes with each step as he heads up the trail, over to the cliff.

"I'll show you a pussy!" Weston yells before jumping into the ice-cold water below. There's a big splash and a few moments later, he pops up to the surface.

"Son of a bitch!" he screams. "That's a wake-up call if there ever was one. My turn. Wyatt." He grins at his brother.

"Fuck," Wyatt groans. "I saw that one coming."

"Dare because you can't use two truths in a row," Weston calls out. "And I dare you to do my dare."

"Why the fuck not?" Wyatt sighs then shoots me a grin. I give him just as much attention as I watch him strip down to nothing. I was right, they look exactly alike, right down to the size of their dicks. The only thing different is the designs of their tattoos.

Wyatt shoots me a wink before running his naked ass up to the top of the waterfall. He lets out a shout as he jumps and lands in the water.

I watch the two of them laughing, splashing the other with water and I feel suddenly left out.

Despite the temperature of the water, I step forward and start to undress. Both of them turn to watch me and I preen under their watchful eyes, loving the groan that leaves them as I toss my dress to the ground. I'm not wearing a bra, so my bare breasts are exposed to the twins.

I can feel their heated eyes, slowly devouring my body, making my nipples harden to stiff peaks.

I'm painfully aroused as I bend down and shimmy out of my soaking wet panties. Between this and the way they were teasing me back at the diner, I had no chance in that department.

I'm doing this, I'm really about to go skinny dipping with not one, but two strangers. But are they really strangers at this point? Not so much. It might have only been a few days since we've met, but in that short amount of time I've come to know them a lot more than I know the man I married. How sad is that?

These two men seem to care more about my wants and needs than anyone else in my past or present.

So fuck Greg and his cheating ass tiny dick. Life is short, so I'm going to enjoy what I can, while I can.

The moment my feet touch the water, I hiss, wondering why the hell I'm doing this anyway.

A chuckle has my eyes snapping over to the naked, sexy cowboys. Right, that's why.

Slowly, I make my way into the water. Thankfully, it's not too deep where I'm at and I'm able to touch the ground as I walk closer to them. They swim over to meet me halfway. Weston makes his way to my front while Wyatt steps up behind my back.

I smile softly as I wrap my arms around Weston's neck, my legs lifting to lock around his waist. I bite my lip, a small moan slipping free when I feel his stiff cock press against my hot core.

Looking up at Wyatt, I smirk. "I thought you said this water would make that big cock disappear," I tease then roll my hips, earning me a rumbling groan from Weston.

"Sure doesn't feel like that to me."

Wyatt's eyes find my lips and he licks his as he presses his thick length against my ass.

"Guess I was wrong," he murmurs.

My body breaks out in goosebumps. Could be because of the ice cold water chilling me to my bones, but I don't think that's it.

Not when I have these two warming me from the inside out.

"My turn," Wyatt says, voice low and seductive as he cups my cheek. "Truth or dare, Emma."

My belly burns with need as I lick my lips. "Dare," I whisper.

"I dare you to kiss me," Wyatt says, bringing his lips close to mine. But he doesn't press them together, waiting for me to make that move.

I do, leaning in and trembling as his soft lips dance against mine. I can't help but rock against Weston as Wyatt's tongue slips in and tangles with mine.

Need like I've never experienced before takes over me and the only thing I can think about right now is having the two of them, using me, pleasuring me. Showing me how it should feel to have my body played with right.

When Wyatt releases me, Weston grabs the back of my head and then his lips are on me next.

Head spinning, my body goes wild. All my worries and problems drift away until the only thing left is the three of us.

As Weston kisses me, Wyatt's lips are on my neck, nipping and sucking.

Weston growls, his hands lowering to my ass cheeks, squeezing and grinding my pussy against his thick cock.

Wyatt's hands find my breasts. He cups them, rolling my hard, sensitive nipples between his finger and thumb.

I moan, eager for more. Like if I don't have them now, I might die. Dramatic, yes, but it feels like the truth right now.

It takes everything in me to tear my lips away from Weston's. Panting heavily, eyes lidded I speak.

"My turn," I rasp. "Truth or dare." I don't pick who, letting them choose who this one goes to.

"Dare," they both say at the same time and I shiver in delight.

"I dare the both of you to fuck me," I whisper.

"Fucking hell, Red," Weston growls. "Are you sure?"

Nodding my head, I haven't felt so sure about anything in my life. "Yes."

Weston gives his brother a look. They share a moment before Weston starts walking out of the water, my body still wrapped around him.

Wyatt jogs ahead, his toned ass flexing with every step. He jumps into the back of the truck and moves to lean against the back.

Weston places me on the tailgate. I give Wyatt a look over my shoulder, finding him watching me with heated eyes as he lazily strokes his cock.

Weston gently grips my chin, bringing my attention back to him.

"You're not ready for the both of us," he murmurs and I gasp as he slides his fingers through my wet folds.

"Not down here at least. Soon." He chuckles when I give him a little pout.

"But I want you both," I whisper.

"I know, baby." He leans in and brushes his lips against mine before sucking my bottom lip into his mouth and bites down hard enough to make my pussy spasm.

"And you will. I think Wyatt could use a little help, don't you think?" Weston nods behind me. I look again to find Wyatt full on pleasuring himself and my mouth waters. I wanna help, I really wanna help.

"Yes." I turn back to Weston and nod.

"While you suck my brother's cock, would you like me to fuck this tight, pretty pink pussy?"

Fucking hell, the mouth on this man. "Yes." I nod a little too eagerly but I don't care.

"I can do that," he murmurs. "Question first. Are you on birth control, Red?"

"Yes." I nod. "And I'm clean. Me and Greg, it's been a while since we've done anything."

Weston growls. "No talking about that bastard. Only us, Red. We're clean too, we get tested monthly just to be safe. And we haven't been with anyone since we had it done last."

Something about the fact that they haven't been with another woman in a little while makes me happy.

"Okay." I nod. "I trust you." And I do. I'm not sure why, seeing how I don't know much about these two, but everything they've shown me is that they're true gentlemen and care about me. I feel safe and wanted with them.

Leaving at the end of these two weeks is going to be harder than I thought. That thought sends a wave of sorrow through me.

Not now, Emma. Not at this moment.

I shake off the thought and move to get on my hands and knees. Weston groans as I literally have my ass in his face before I slowly crawl my way over to Wyatt.

"Look at you, Hellcat," Wyatt breathes. "Like a fucking angel."

I feel powerful and sexy under their attention.

Nerves flutter in my belly as I reach Wyatt, settling between his spread legs. "Hi, Hellcat." His words are soft, making my heart tighten.

I don't respond, taking his cock from his hand and bringing my tongue out to lick the pre-cum off the tip.

He hisses, his hand snaking into my hair, grabbing a fist full. "Go on, baby, suck me like a good girl."

I sure as fuck wanna be their good girl. Wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, I suck then swirl my tongue around it. I'm rewarded with a heavy groan and a taste of saltiness.

The truck dips, letting me know Weston has joined the party.

I shiver in excitement as I work my tongue on the bottom of Wyatt's shaft and take him into my mouth deeper.

"God, your mouth feels so fucking perfect," he groans.

When hands grip my ass and a hot tongue laps at my pussy, I shamelessly moan. "I've been aching for my turn to taste this pretty little cunt," Weston growls then starts to feast on my pussy.

Whimpering, a gush of arousal slips from me, making him rumble in approval. His tongue is fucking magical.

I do my best to work Wyatt over, bobbing my head, sucking and licking. He seems to really enjoy what I'm doing, as he curses and moans, his grip on my hair controlling my movements now.

I'm so close to cumming as Weston fucks me with his tongue then sucks on my clit, but just as my legs start to shake, he moves his mouth away. I'm about to curse him out when I feel the press of his cock against my entrance.

"Shhh." He runs his hand up and down my spine. "Be a good girl and keep sucking and take my cock like this needy, dripping pussy wants."

My eyes roll back and I cry out around Wyatt's cock as Weston pushes his thick length inside me.

He stretches me, the sensation not painful but pleasurable.

"Fuck!" he grunts.

"Your pussy is strangling me, Emma. You're gonna make a fool out of me because, baby, I don't think I'm gonna be able to last too long. Feels too damn good."

"You should feel her mouth, brother, so fucking perfect. She knows how to work that tempting tongue of hers, too," Wyatt groans.

Weston starts to fuck me, every thrust of his hips, every time his cock is buried deep inside me, the fire in my belly grows bigger and more intense.

I feel stuffed, filled to the brim with their cocks, my body humming happily.

Knowing that I'm going to finally cum by the hands of someone who isn't me has me dripping down Weston's cock.

My eyes flick up to Wyatt, finding him watching me. He's biting his lower lip, lids heavy as his chest rises and falls quickly.

"Keep going, baby," he grunts, thrusting up into my mouth.

I gag, my eyes watering as my jaw aches. They're both so damn big, but I love it.

"You're doing so good. So fucking good," he groans and the praise has me sucking harder.

The truck starts to rock as Weston thrusts into me harder. "I could fucking live in this pussy," he grunts, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filling the air around us.

I feel like I'm going to burst, my mind reeling, my body on fire. And when Weston reaches between my legs and starts to play with my clit, I nearly collapse to the truck bed.

Moaning, I work Wyatt over faster, matching his control. "Shit!" he hisses as my teeth scrape along his dick as Weston hits my sweet spot.

"You like that, Red?" Weston growls. "Does my cock hit you perfectly?"

I try to nod but it's hard with a mouth full of cock.

"Good. Knowing your pussy loves to be filled by me has my fucking balls aching, Red. If only you could see how fucking hot it is watching this cunt swallow my fat cock."

His words bring me closer and closer to my release. "You like when we talk to you like this, don't you?" Weston chuckles, working my clit faster.

"Do you like being our dirty girl, Emma?" Wyatt asks, cupping my cheek with his free hand. "Do you love choking on my cock while your cunt chokes Weston's?"

"Yes," I try to cry out. So much.

Closing my eyes, I breathe heavily through my nose, focusing on that pressure building. I'm so fucking close.

I let go, letting the two of them bring me to new heights of euphoria. And when I can't take anymore, I'm free falling over the edge.

My body locks up as I scream around Wyatt's cock, sobbing as wave after wave of pleasure crashes into me.

My pussy clamps around Weston's cock, my inner walls spasming around him.

"Shit. Fucking hell!" Weston groans. "God damn it, Red!" he shouts and then he's shuddering behind me, burying his cock to the hilt and unleashing inside me. Jet after jet of hot cum fills me and it sends another mini orgasm through me.

"I'm gonna cum, Hellcat," Wyatt warns. "If you don't wanna swallow me down, pull back now."

Not sure if I can take it all, I pull off his cock but look up at him with my mouth open, letting him know I still want it.

He scrambles to his knees, looking down at me in awe. "A sight I will never fucking forget," he groans as he quickly works his cock over as he grips my chin, holding my mouth open for him. And then he's angling it down, his body tensing. A second later, his cock twitches, sending ropes of cum out and onto my tongue. Some misses and gets on my face and my tits.

"Shit, holy shit," he pants out, still cumming hard. "Fuck, Emma. You look so fucking sexy right now."

His chest is heaving as he finishes painting my face with his cum.

I can't help but grin as pride swells inside me. I close my mouth and swallow the salty release, making him groan.

"So fucking perfect." Weston kisses my back and my eyes flutter close. He pulls out and I can feel his cum gushing out and down my thighs.

"Watching my cum drip out of your swollen cunt has me ready for more, Red," he growls and then shoves two fingers into my pussy, pushing his cum back in.

I gasp and I'm surprised as another smaller orgasm takes over.

Needing to catch my breath, I lay down and look up at the sky. The others join me and we lay there in a comfortable silence as we revel in our post orgasm high.

"So, that was fun," I murmur.

We all burst out laughing as I bury my face in my hands then groan when they come back covered in cum, making me laugh harder.

"We're a mess." Wyatt chuckles and uses his shirt to clean up his cum while Weston uses his to clean up between my legs.

Right now in this moment, I feel wanted, respected despite what we just did out in the open.

It was everything.

"How are you doing, Red?" Weston asks, helping me sit up.

"I'm good," I promise him. "That was… that was everything I didn't know I needed."

"Good." He grins widely, then kisses the top of my head. "I'm glad we could help."

Little do they know, they helped with a lot more than just taking care of my sexual needs.

Wyatt hands me my dress and I put it on while they put their clothes back on.

"What are you doing, Red?" Weston asks as I settle back against the truck.

"We got more food to eat," I say, grabbing the plastic takeout bowl my side was in. "And after that workout, I could eat the rest of my fruit."

The twins grin and jump back up, joining me.

For the next hour, we sit, snack, and talk. It's perfect. It's everything and I wish this moment could last forever.