What’s better than one gorgeous, sexy man? Two gorgeous, sexy men!

Tricia is in heaven when Donovan, her lover of four years, invites his best friend Kevin to join them for a weekend of carnal delights straight out of her sexual fantasies. But she wants more. She wants love. However, Donovan has made it clear in the past that long-term commitment is not in his future plans. Donovan loves Tricia. She’s his ideal…his perfect woman, and he wants more than a weekend with her a few times a year. He’s ready for forever. But he has a secret to share that may tear them apart—love or not.

“Babe.” The soft whisper behind her had her trying to turn around before Donovan’s hands held her shoulders and prevented her from moving. He continued breathing the words into her ear. “I don’t know about you, but I’m definitely ready for something different.”

Tricia looked around the campfire. People were drumming and dancing around the flames, celebrating the holiday. Some couples and triads were removed slightly, snuggling with each other in various states of enjoyment—it was Beltane after all. Donovan’s heat against her back sent warm tendrils through her body, straight to her wet pussy. The pussy that hadn’t been dry since she’d stepped onto the property earlier today.

“I have something special planned.” He stroked her body, moving his hands to her waist as he pulled her gently against him.

Tricia didn’t think it was possible, but her body got even more excited at his words.

“What?” Her nipples hardened as all kinds of thoughts ran through her head. Sex with Donovan was always fun and inventive.

“Shhh, don’t you worry.” Gently he tugged at her waist, pulling her from the fire toward the private area of the campgrounds. After a few minutes he turned them down a path she had only walked a couple times.

“The hot tub?” She started to get excited in a totally different way. The owners had a wooden hot tub built into a hill, with something underneath to heat the water. She wasn’t sure of the engineering involved, but the water was gloriously warm and without any chemicals.

Donovan smiled deeply as he led her to the showers. He tugged her dress off, baring her nakedness to the night breezes. “You know the routine, my love. Shower first. We gotta get all that sunscreen and bug spray off.”

Donovan removed his sarong before reaching for the jasmine soap and shampoo the owners had waiting for guests’ use. Very few guests knew about the hot tub, and even those who did tended to stay away without specific permission. Most viewed it as Diana’s private domain.

But it was still open to the rest of the campers, and there was no telling when someone else might decide to join them. Despite that, Tricia had no inhibitions about showering out in the open. Clothing was optional for the festivals, and a nude body was nothing to gape over. She usually wore some covering, but many did not.

Donovan brought her closer to him under the spray of the outside shower and began to lather her up. He started with her shoulders, his large strong hands smoothing away her tensions as the soap coated her. Turning her away from him, he scrubbed her back, hands grasping her at her waist as he smoothed his way down her ass, massaging the cheeks, pulling them apart to run his finger down the cleft. Her body tightened in response as moisture rushed to her core.

Surprisingly, he quickly moved onto her thighs, and then down, taking a small nip out of one ass cheek as he rubbed her calves.

She felt him stand up, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her against him. He worked the soap to her breasts, massaging them, cupping them as he pressed his hardening cock against her backside. His fingers tweaked her firmed nipples, pinching them to harder peaks.

She moaned when she felt one of his hands move slowly down to her core, where he separated her lips to find the little button at the top of her vagina. One finger flicked at it in passing, but the hand continued to roam down until he reached her hole and inserted two long fingers inside.

Her body sucked them in, welcoming their presence in her wet heat. He pumped at her, sliding his hand in and out, as his thumb found its way back to her clit and pressed down hard on it.

She gasped at the sensation. The soap was long gone. One hand at her pussy, one on her tit, and his mouth nibbling at the sensitive nerve running down her neck. Her breath grew faster, shallower as the sensations piled one upon the other. She wasn’t sure where to concentrate her attention, different feelings running throughout her body, all meeting, coalescing at her center, building as they exploded, tearing her into a million pieces.

Gradually her breathing returning to normal as Donovan held her in his arms, her body rinsed of all soap.

He turned her around to face him. “Good?”

“Oh yeah.”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet.” He gave her a quick peck on the lips before pointing her to the tub about fifteen feet away in the darkness. “Go check the temperature while I finish washing off and I’ll be there in a jiffy.”

Tricia walked slowly to the hot tub, being careful not to stub her toes on any rocks that might have worked their way on the path since it had last been cleared. When she got there, she read the thermometer they kept in the water for safety’s sake. One hundred and two. Perfect. Slowly she climbed in, letting the heat permeate her body.

She laid her head back and closed her eyes, listening to Donovan finish up in the shower. She wondered what was taking him so long, but didn’t have the energy to open her eyes and look. The water came to her chest, her large breasts on top, and it felt wonderful.

After a few moments she heard him approach. She smiled as she wondered what he had in store for her this evening. It would be exciting, whatever it was. He entered the water and made his way over to her, the small waves of water signaling his approach.

Hands ran through her long hair. “Mmmm, keep those eyes closed for me, baby, okay?”

Tricia had no problem with that request, murmuring her acquiescence as he massaged her scalp. His large hands soothed her, relaxing and enticing her at the same time. Tiny explosions of desire went off throughout her body as he brought his lips to hers.

Donovan had the most amazing mouth. She’d never met any other man who could make her wet and writhing with just a kiss, but Donovan could. His tongue thrust between her lips, running over her teeth, playing with her as he elicited moans from her at his ministrations. She lifted her head up, keeping her eyes closed as promised, and brought her hands up to his shoulders to cradle him closer to her.

His hands continued the soothing motion on her hair, tingles shooting down to her toes. Her breasts were cupped, massaged as gently as her scalp.

Her breasts? His hands were still in her hair. What the—?

Tricia’s eyes popped open, and she jerked her head back from Donovan. He looked at her with desire in his eyes and a grin on his face. She couldn’t turn her head since his hands were still cradling it.

“I wasn’t sure how you would react, baby, so I wanted to give you a chance to experience it before saying no. This is Kevin.”