He rose onto his knees before he stood then reached out to grab her around the waist and set her on her knees on the flat end of the chaise. She put her hands on his waist before he could sit, drawing him close and pressing her mouth to his flat abdomen.
She felt his muscles bunch and flex against her lips and opened them just enough to nip at the skin. He groaned and his hands went to her head, holding her close but not tight.
Leaving her room to play.
His skin radiated heat as she pressed kisses from one side of his stomach to the next, just above the waistband of his pants. The bulge behind the zipper made the button too tight to release with only her teeth so she took care of that with her fingers. She took her own sweet time, bumping against the fat head of his cock every chance she got.
When the button gave way, she heard him curse beneath his breath, his hands winding in her hair. Then she did use her teeth.
The zipper tab was just long enough for her to grip between her front teeth and tug it down. His breathing sounded labored and only got more so when she turned her head to brush her cheek against his cock, nearly bursting out of his boxer briefs.
“Take them down and suck me, Kate.”
“My pleasure.”
And it certainly would be.
Making certain she didn’t hurt him as she tugged his pants and briefs down his powerful thighs, she watched as he kicked off his shoes and the rest of his clothes, along with the last vestiges of her propriety. It had no place here.
Only pleasure.
She leaned forward and took him straight to her throat, the thick shaft spreading her lips until the corners burned. Her saliva coated him, making it easier for her to give him a blow job he’d always remember.
She held nothing back, allowed no hesitation or notion of how she should act come between her and him and what she wanted to do.
Her hands curved around his hips then clutched at his ass, kneading the tight muscles as he groaned and began to fuck her mouth with short thrusts.
She let him use her mouth, flattening her tongue along the underside to provide a little bit of friction. He nearly pulled out on each third thrust, until only the tip still remained in her mouth before he tunneled back in.
From this angle, she couldn’t look up into his face but she could hear his gasping breaths.
And she could hear Greg’s, as well.
On Tyler’s next retreat, she let him slip completely out of her mouth so she could tilt her head back to look up at him. He had his eyes closed tight, his face all sharp angles and shadows.
Looking back down, she licked at the slit in his cock then drew the tip of her tongue down the front of his cock to his balls.
Reaching between his legs, she cupped him before circling her fingers around the base and tugging. She’d never imagined all those romance novels she’d devoured in college would come in handy.
“Christ, Kate. Suck me, baby. Just a little more.”
Of course she would. Gladly.
She dipped her head and swallowed him again, sucking on him until her cheeks hollowed. His cock jerked against her tongue and she tasted pre cum.
Just as she felt Greg’s hand slide down her back.
She moaned, her body thrown into shock. Tyler’s hands went to her shoulders to hold her steady as she shook, her mouth still wrapped around his cock.
While Greg’s hands began a slow, steady exploration of her body.
As she adjusted to the fact that two men had their hands on her, Tyler took over their rhythm.
So many competing sensations bombarded her, her brain short-circuited trying to keep track of what each man was doing to her.
Tyler’s hands gripped her shoulder and cupped a breast, while Greg’s hands smoothed down her back to her ass.
His hands were bigger than Tyler’s, and rougher. He didn’t treat her roughly but he had a distinctly different way of caressing her.
Tyler touched her as if he wanted to memorize every inch of her. Greg . . . Greg touched her as if he wanted to fuck her.
God, could she actually pass out from the lust beating through her veins?
“Breathe, Kate. Through your nose. Your mouth is fucking heaven. I’m not ready to give it up yet.”
Tyler’s voice calmed her even as Greg’s confident hands continued to discover her body.
Her attention splintered. Tyler continued with slow, steady strokes in her mouth, rubbing over her tongue and lips. Greg stroked her back, as if to gentle her. Getting her used to his touch.
She didn’t think that’d be possible. The reality of what they were engaged in was so much more intense than she’d ever thought possible. She wanted to drown in it. Wallow in it.
Let it take her out of her head.
Because she heard the murmurs, the doubts. She’d had no trouble keeping them at bay until Greg had touched her.
And even though she loved what they were doing to her, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she shouldn’t be allowing this.
“Kate.”
Tyler’s voice made her pull back, his cock sliding from her mouth so she could look up at him. Behind her, Greg stilled, though he didn’t release her, his hands holding steady on her hips.
“Kate. Do you want to stop?”
How had he read her mind so easily? How had she betrayed her thoughts?
“I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do,” he continued when she stayed silent. “You want to stop, all you have to do is say the word and that’s it.”
Except she didn’t want to stop. She wanted this. So why was she faltering?
Her attack of nerves seemed pretty damn ridiculous when she was mostly naked and staring directly at Tyler’s straining erection only inches from her mouth.
She knew it was Greg’s presence, knew her upbringing hadn’t prepared her for anything like the situation she found herself in now.
But she didn’t want him to leave. She wanted this. Wanted Tyler. Wanted Greg to be here with them.
Damn it, she wasn’t going to let her insecurities get in the way of what she wanted. Not now.
“I want this.”
The corners of his mouth lifted and he stroked his fingers along her chin. “So do I. But we don’t want you to regret this. Not any of it.”
“Do you want me to leave?” Greg’s voice made her start. “I’m not going to lie and tell you I don’t want to stay. I do.” He stroked one hand up her back, making her shiver in response. “You’re beautiful and sexy as hell, and we will make this night amazing for you. But if you’re in the least uncomfortable, I’ll go. No hard feelings.”
Over her shoulder, she saw Greg watching her, no hint of recrimination on his face. If she said no, he’d walk out.
“Stay.”
Greg smiled, lazy and satisfied. Like a predator who’d just spotted easy prey. “You won’t regret this.”
His hands began to move again, one up her torso, the other down the back of her thigh, returning her to the most amazing sensual experience.
Her eyes wanted to shut but Tyler gripped her chin. “Turn around.”
She nodded, not trusting herself to speak, then took a deep breath as she maneuvered until she was facing the opposite direction. Staring at Greg.
He caught her gaze but stayed silent as she knelt there, so turned on she couldn’t think, much less breathe.
Behind her, Tyler leaned into her, his chest to her back, his cock nestled into the crease of her ass. She blinked, feeling a moan begin to build in her chest. When his teeth nipped at her earlobe, she shook.
“I’m going to take you just like this,” he said. “And Greg is going to suck on your nipples and play with your clit until you come so hard, you won’t know where you are.”
Her moan escaped, a deep, guttural sound that made Greg smile as he reached out to pluck at a nipple. “I think she likes when you talk dirty. Don’t you, Kate?”