Forced Proximity (Bluebell House Duet Book 1)
Forced Proximity: Chapter 37

As Brodie settled in to eat me like I was his last meal on earth, he pushed my legs wider, giving Ethan a very nice view. I gestured for the professor to come a little closer, while crying out as my clit was sucked and swirled around a very talented mouth. Brodie’s tongue had skills that I never knew tongues possessed, but I sure as fuck wasn’t complaining.

Ethan hesitated at first, but the desire was so plainly written on his face that I wasn’t surprised when he caved and moved to sit beside me within seconds. Our lips met as Brodie groaned and buried his face deeper in my cunt, licking and sucking until I was mewling into Ethan’s mouth, my lower half lifting off the seat as an orgasm exploded through me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come,” Ethan said, brushing my hair from my face as I huffed and groaned, Brodie not giving an inch as he kept the pleasure rolling through me.

“Oh, fuck. God. Fuck.” I threw my hand out for an anchor and found it landing on Ethan, sliding down the firm muscles of his chest until I cupped his cock through his jeans. His hips thrust against my palm, seeking friction, and I huffed out, “Cock. Get your fucking cock out, Professor.”

Brodie laughingly groaned, already building me to another orgasm. “I love when she gets all demanding and horny. Fuck. If I could bottle you, Evie babe, I’d make a fucking fortune.”

“No bottling,” Ethan snarled. “She’s ours and ours alone.”

“Bluebell House’s,” Brodie confirmed with a rasp, though I wasn’t sure that was exactly what Ethan had meant.

He didn’t get a chance to clarify though, as he’d complied with my demand, and when his hard cock sprang free from his pants, I wrapped my hand around the length and leaned down to run my tongue along the slit already seeping precum.

Ethan tasted good. Clean and salty, with just the hint of musk. As I adjusted myself to suck his cock deeper, Brodie adjusted with me, getting to his knees and ripping his jeans down as well. “I’m going to fuck you now, baby girl. You have five seconds to object.”

“Now!” I demanded when my mouth popped off Ethan’s cock, causing them both to groan. “Don’t tease me, Brodie Keller, or the movie industry will be down one superhero.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he rumbled, and I caught a glimpse of his eyes darkening before he slammed his thick length into my cunt.

My scream faded into a moan as he thrust again, and I turned back to Ethan, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked him as deep as I could. He was too large to be easy to swallow, and as I tried to relax my jaw, he ran his thumb over my face, coaxing me along. “That’s it, baby. You’re a natural, just like you were made for us, filthy little Lillith.”

The low rumbles of his praise had my body tightening, and I came screaming around his cock, my cunt tightening on Brodie as I milked his length through many seconds of pleasure. It was overwhelming enough, especially teamed with my semi-drunken state, that dark spots danced on the edge of my vision.

Ethan eased up briefly, and I sucked in a few lungfuls of air before he thrust his length down my throat once more, and I found myself determined to make him come too.

Brodie adjusted my position again, so I was on all fours with him pounding behind me, his movements jerkier as he started to lose control, and I focused on the cock in front of me, using my hand and mouth to work Ethan’s length.

“Oh, shit. Just like that, Evie. Just like that, baby.” Ethan buried his hands in the back of my hair and fucked my face with enough force that tears streamed down my cheeks, and I only got a few fragments of air into my lungs.

I fucking loved it. When he tensed under me, it was at the same time Brodie jerked behind me, and both guys came together like they’d fucking choreographed it beforehand.

Swallowing as Ethan’s cum spilled down my throat, my lower half tightened, and to my fucking astonishment another orgasm barreled through me as Brodie painted my insides with his release. Ethan’s hold on my hair gentled as he thrust a few more times, and I took everything, enjoying tasting him in this way.

When the last tremors of my release rocked through me, I collapsed between them, and barely felt it as the guys rearranged me in the car, cleaning me up the best they could and dressing me again as I ended up cuddled between them.

“You’re a fucking dream, Evie babe,” Brodie murmured, holding me close.

Ethan didn’t move away on the other side, even though Brodie was half cuddling him as well. The three of us were in a delicious, satisfied ball, and when the car pulled up to Bluebell House, we remained tangled around each other as we stumbled through the front door and headed for Ethan’s room.

He had the biggest bed after all.

We tried to remain quiet as we crept past the common spaces, but no one was around, and I sighed as Ethan closed and locked his door, encasing us in darkness. Brodie hit the light for a lamp, and as I fell back onto the soft bed, both guys prowled closer as I eagerly wriggled out of my clothes entirely, tossing them aside and parting my legs to offer myself up.

“Look at you, Ms. Lewis,” Ethan rumbled. “Spread out there for our pleasure. You want us to take you again, baby? You want me to fuck you this time while you choke on Brodie’s cock?”

Brodie threw his head back and groaned. “Fuck, I could come just thinking about it.” He palmed his hard cock through his jeans, his eyes fluttering at the sensation. “Though, I have another idea that you might like…if you’re brave enough.”

Ethan shot him a smirk, as if he knew exactly what Brodie was talking about. “I’m not sure our sweet, innocent Eve is up for that.”

Propping myself up on my elbows, I narrowed my eyes on them, looking between the pair. “What are you talking about? I’m not innocent, assholes.”

I’d just had my first threesome. Look at me go.

Brodie placed his hands on the bed, and my throat went dry as he crawled up and toward me. “Not innocent, hey? So you’d be down for me to fuck that delicious ass of yours, while Ethan slams into your perfect pussy? That sounds like something our not innocent girl would be into, right, Eth?”

My sight had been firmly on Brodie, but now I jerked my gaze up to where Ethan watched us, his expression feral with need. His jeans were unbuttoned, his hard cock grasped in his fist. “What do you say, sweetheart? Think you can take both of us at the same time?”

Honestly, my immediate answer was no fucking way. Both guys were far above average in the cock department, and I only had so much space in my lower half, but seeing that darkly captivating, almost possessed desire in Ethan’s gaze had me responding with “I’m willing to try.”

Brodie, who’d reached me now, his body above mine as he used his arms to keep his weight off me, leaned down and pressed a kiss to my lips. “That’s our good girl. We’re going to need lube though.” He lifted back up and twisted his head toward Ethan. “You have any?”

Ethan nodded. “Of course.”

He crossed to the drawer on his bedside and pulled out a new bottle of lube, the plastic still sealed over the lid. “Fuck I love organized professor in the bedroom,” Brodie said, his pupils dilating as he stared down at me—with lust or alcohol or a combination of the two. I wasn’t the only one who’d been slugging back spicy margs. “And you’re about to get fucked in a way that’ll change you forever, Evie babe.”

Reaching up, I grasped at his shirt, pulling him down so his weight rested on me. My thighs parted to make room for him, and as we started to kiss, I felt Ethan’s weight dip on the side of the bed as he joined us.

Plastic crinkled and Ethan muttered some curses as he wrestled the wrapping from the lube but eventually popped the cap with a satisfied sound while Brodie tongue fucked my mouth so hard I grew dizzy with need.

With a nudge from Ethan, Brodie flipped us over until I straddled him, my wet heat grinding against his jeans and probably leaving a hell of a damp patch. Cold wet lube drizzled down my ass crack, and I gasped, stiffening right the hell up with shock.

Was I seriously going through with this? I’d never even had a dick in my ass before let alone one in my pussy at the same time. This seemed like an advanced level three-way, and surely I was only just at beginner status? Maybe intermediate at best.

Then again, the way Brodie’s mouth latched on to my breast and Ethan’s strong hand stroked down my spine…it couldn’t hurt to try, right?

“Shhh, Lilith, just relax,” Ethan purred, his fingers sliding through the lube and teasing at my tight asshole. “We’ll loosen things up a bit first, don’t worry.”

Oh. I was worried. But the tequila pumping through my veins told me it would all be okay—people got ass fucked all the time and loved it.

His fingertip applied pressure, and I squeaked at the unfamiliar sensation. Before I could panic, though, Brodie pinched my nipple and sucked hard on the other, totally distracting me from what Ethan was doing until⁠—

“Oh! Wow, um…” The sudden penetration of his lubed up finger made me startle.

“Was that a good wow or a bad one?” Ethan asked in a husky, needy voice as he pushed a little deeper.

I wet my lips, my breathing harsh and ragged. “I don’t know. Good?”

Meanwhile, Brodie was frantically trying to wiggle out of his jeans beneath me, and I instinctively grabbed a handful of his cock when it sprang free, stroking down his length. He moaned, hips bucking up from the bed, and Ethan took that as his cue to continue fingering my ass.

“Shit, Evie,” Brodie exclaimed, grasping both my tits in his hands as Ethan worked his finger in and out, teasing the opening each time. “Can I fuck your tits while he does that? I’ve been dreaming about these.”

Unable to form words, I nodded feverishly, my head swirling. Again, ticking another thing off my list of firsts as Brodie slithered up the bed enough that his cock perfectly aligned between my breasts.

“That’s it, Lilith, just relax,” Ethan murmured, grabbing the bottle of lube again and squirting more onto my ass. “We’ll make you feel so good.” Then he shoved what felt like his whole cock right into my slippery but still-clenched hole.

I cried out, even as Brodie gripped my tits around his cock, and Ethan whispered soothing words of encouragement for me to relax my muscles.

“I don’t know if I can take you both,” I moaned a minute later. I’d finally unclenched my jaw and it didn’t hurt but it was uncomfortable as hell and he felt massive in my ass. I definitely couldn’t take anything in my pussy at the same time. “You’re so fucking big, Ethan.”

He paused. Then laughed. “Oh, baby girl. That’s still just my fingers, see?” He moved them in a scissor motion, stretching me in the strangest of ways. “My cock is bigger than that.”

What?!

Brodie laughed as well, thrusting between my tits until the tip of his cock smacked my chin. “Can you suck the tip, Evie?” I did as he asked, his precum coating my tongue as Ethan moved his fingers a little more, and I rocked back against him.

“Want me to stop?” Ethan asked even as he delved deeper. “If it’s too much⁠—”

“No!” I exclaimed as Brodie’s tip slipped out of my mouth. “No, keep going. I want to try.”

That was definitely the margaritas talking. Brodie gasped, then grabbed his own dick to stop himself titty-fucking me. “Sounds like you need a better distraction,” he murmured. “Something to help you enjoy the process.”

Before I could ask what he was thinking, the two of them had maneuvered us into a new position with my legs straddling Brodie’s face and my hands clutching the headboard for dear life as he ate my pussy again.

“So much better,” Ethan groaned with approval, working his fingers faster. “Fuck, I’m about to come in my pants I’m so horny right now. Eve, can I try⁠—?”

“Yes!” I gasped, already halfway delirious with what Brodie was doing between my legs. “Yes, fuck me…” I moaned, lost to the euphoria until something a whole hell of a lot bigger than two fingers pressed against my back door.

“Fuck, Lilith, you’re tense.” Ethan sounded somewhat frustrated.

I shook my head frantically. “It won’t fit, Ethan. It just won’t⁠—”

He cursed, then looped an arm around my waist, lifting me clean off Brodie and slamming me into the mattress. A split second later saw him buried balls deep in my pussy and I screamed with my instant orgasm.

“Holy shit,” he moaned, pumping hard and fast, sweat dripping down his chest as he chased his own release. “Fucking hell, you get me so horny, Eve. Christ, you’re gorgeous. This pussy is like fucking heaven.”

“Greedy,” Brodie protested, giving Ethan a shove. “Let me try.”

Ethan held me tight, rolling us even as my orgasm waned. I knew I was good for another one. These two had proven that already, so I was more than happy to keep going. In fact, that climax had loosened up all my muscles in a way that, when Brodie grabbed a handful of lube and slicked it down his shaft, I didn’t freak out. Hell, I just wiggled my ass with invitation.

“Shit yeah.” He smirked, then positioned himself behind me. “Ass up, Evie babe.”

I moaned, my pussy stuffed full of Ethan’s dick already. “Yes, Brodie, I want you to—” He started to push into my asshole and I yelped. “Nope! No. Too big. Too much. This isn’t going to work. Not both together. There’s no space.”

Ethan threaded his fingers into my hair, pulling my face down to kiss for the longest moment while Brodie swapped his huge cock for a finger instead. Finger, I could handle.

“You’re perfect, Eve,” Ethan whispered as his hips started to rock more forcefully, fucking me from below. “We’ll work up to it. Lots of practice.” Then he moaned as he came with a hard jerk, filling my cunt with his cum, triggering another mini-orgasm for me.

“I like the sound of practice,” Brodie agreed while my limbs trembled. “How’s this?” He added a second finger, fucking my ass with his hand like Ethan had just done.

I swallowed hard, my mouth dry and my head swimming with the aftershocks of climaxing. “It’s okay. I mean…it’s good. I’m good with this now.”

“Practice,” Ethan said again, kissing my shoulder as he slipped out of my pussy. “Try now, Brodes.”

Fingers swapped for cock once more, and this time I tried really hard not to tense up. The three orgasms since dinner, plus all the tequila, it wasn’t hard to stay loose as he worked the broad tip of his dick inside my ass.

“Good girl,” Ethan praised, watching over my shoulder as I gasped and whimpered. “You’re doing so good, Lilith. You can take more, can’t you?”

Unable to form words, I jerked a frantic nod. Brodie grunted, his fingertips digging into my hips as he pushed deeper. The feeling was so full, so incredibly stretched and stuffed, I couldn’t fathom what it’d be like to still have Ethan in my pussy right now.

“Holy shit, I’m going to bust any second,” Brodie admitted. “You’re so fucking tight and it feels incredible.”

“That’s okay,” Ethan replied, his hand cupping my face and his thumb stroking over my lower lip. “Practice makes perfect, right, Lilith? We might have to fuck this ass every day for a week, but eventually you’ll be begging for more.”

Holy shit. His words alone were going to make me come again. And now that I was growing more accustomed to the stretch, I was actually enjoying myself.

“Bro…” Brodie groaned.

“Where do you want Brodie to cum, Lilith? On your back? In your ass? Your choice, Ms. Lewis.” His voice had taken on a smoky, sex-drenched quality that I could easily get high on.

I wet my lips again, my tongue brushing over Ethan’s thumb, and I gasped for breath. “In my ass,” I decided.

Those words alone seemed to trigger Brodie and his carefully controlled movements snapped, his hips surging forward and a whole lot more cock jamming into me as he came. My insides tensed and quivered, the whispers of another orgasm teasing me as hot jets of cum shot into me where no cum had ever been before. Somehow Ethan was in tune with my body, because he reached down and gave my clit a firm pinch, sending me spiraling.

“That’s my girl,” he purred, kissing my hair.

“Our girl,” Brodie corrected, his voice already thick with sleep. “I’m calling big spoon tonight.”

“Who the fuck said you could sleep over?” Ethan grumbled even as he rearranged us all into the bed with heads on pillows and limbs intertwined together.

Brodie laughed, kissing my sweaty shoulder. “Evie babe did. Shh, Professor, go to sleep. You have classes to teach in the morning.”

Thank fuck I don’t have early classes. Neither does Brodie. Maybe we can work on that practice thing…