She bucked into the hard little caresses, moaning as her hot little tongue licked down the hard shaft of Khalid’s cock.
He licked his lips, his hands moving to spread her farther when Khalid moved and flipped her to her stomach, obviously laughing at him.
“Damn you!” She struggled against Khalid’s hold, glaring over her shoulder at Chase as he reached out, smoothed his palm over her butt.
It was rounded, smooth, the muscles clenching beneath his touch, and still that challenge glittered in her eyes, that I-dare-you look that made him crazy, and he couldn’t figure out why it made him crazy.
“She tempts your control,” Khalid said smoothly, holding her hands to the bed as Chase straddled her legs.
“She tempts everything,” he murmured, aware of what he revealed with those words.
He closed his hands on the mounds of her ass, flexed his fingers, and watched her back arch, dip, and curve as she pushed her flesh into his hands.
“You’ve never been spanked,” he stated, lowering his head to nip at the top of one curve.
“You wouldn’t dare,” she drawled, the smooth Southern belle tone tightening his gut as his cock jerked between his thighs.
“Oh, I dare,” he told her. “I dare that and more. Tell me you’ll be careful, Kia.”
He smoothed his hands down over her rear and to her thighs and watched. She lowered her forehead as her ass flexed.
Tempting. Daring. Challenging.
“I’m always careful,” she moaned.
He let his hand tap against her rear.
She lifted her head and looked at him over her shoulder again, and she smiled. I dare you. He saw the challenge in her eyes.
And he smiled back. He most definitely did dare.
“Promise me you’ll be careful,” he demanded. “That you’ll keep yourself safe.”
“Make me,” she breathed again.
Kia could feel the perspiration gathering on her forehead as the second slap landed on her rear. Because it felt much too good. It sent fire and ice raging along nerve endings that had never known so much sensation. Each small tap, just a little forceful, just a bit of heat beginning to build.
She was shocked, off balance. It shouldn’t feel this good. She knew it shouldn’t feel this good.
She struggled against Khalid’s grip, aroused and excited, wiggling beneath each slap.
Then he would stop, kiss, lick, soothe. He nipped at the globes, spread her thighs, and she knew release was going to come.
“Chase, my friend.” Khalid laughed, though the laughter was tinged with arousal. “Shall I spank her? I think you are much more inclined to other pursuits.”
“Other pursuits look damned tempting,” Chase growled as his hand cupped over her pussy, forcefully, the tiny tap sending her up to her knees, a cry torn from her throat.
That shouldn’t feel good. It shouldn’t. And then he rubbed her with his palm, sliding against the slick flesh, creating the barest friction over the clit as she tried to press closer.
“Damn. She’s wet.” His hand slid from between her thighs.
“No. No, Chase, don’t stop.” She pushed back at him, on her knees, her thighs spread. “Don’t stop.”
She felt him moving, felt his hands gripping her wrists, holding them to the bed as she lifted her shoulders, balancing on her elbows and her knees as the thick, heavy length of his cock came into view.
The engorged flushed head. She lifted, moaning as Khalid’s hand landed on her rear. She pressed into the little heat as Chase gripped the shaft of his cock and pressed the heavy flesh to her lips.
“Ah, God.” Chase’s groan sounded ragged, hoarse, as she tried to swallow what she needed. She took his cock as deep as possible, sucking and licking, pressing back into Khalid’s slaps as they became harder, more heated, and still, not enough.
She moaned around the cock filling her mouth, drew on it with a snug, damp grip and sucked as her tongue rasped the sensitive flesh beneath.
Kia forced her lashes to lift, to stare up at him. To watch as his head tilted back on his shoulders, rivulets of sweat easing along his hair-roughened chest as he held her hands to his hips.
He was fucking her lips in short, heavy stokes, moving over them slowly, letting her take as much as she could before he eased back. Never too much. Never too hard.
Behind her, Khalid was making her crazy. Her hips writhed as he added to the sharp slaps against her ass by reaching between her thighs and tapping heatedly against the overly sensitive flesh of her pussy.
He kept each forceful caress at the edge of pleasure and pain. Never enough in each direction. Teasing her, making her reach for more, beg for it as she cried around Chase’s erection.
“So pretty, Kia,” Chase whispered, his head lifting to stare back at her as she felt Khalid’s slick fingers running between the cleft of her rear. Heavily lubricated, they tucked against the little hole there, pressing as he patted and slapped her gently with the opposite hand.
A heavy caress on one cheek, and one finger slipped into the tiny entrance he caressed. A slap to the other cheek, and another finger slipped into her. Moved. Stroked. Within seconds he was parting her gently, little scissoring motions of his fingers that had her begging silently, staring up at Chase as he filled her mouth with his cock.
She needed. She needed to be fucked. Taken. So hard.
“Fuck her, Khalid,” Chase whispered.
Khalid paused. “Like this?” His fingers slid deeper inside her.
Chase shook his head. “Fuck her. I want her there.” He stared down at Kia. “Trust me?”
With everything she was, everything inside her.
His jaw clenched for long seconds. “No condom,” he whispered. “I want to take you there, bare, Kia. I’m dying for you. Just bare.”
Khalid seemed to still behind her. A second later, his fingers slid free of her as Chase eased his cock from her lips.
She was dazed. She watched Chase as he straightened her until he could cup her face, lay his lips against hers.
“I’m protected,” she whispered. “You can take me. Come inside me. However you want.”
His eyes closed. Clenched.
“Just like this.” He kissed her, pulled at her lower lip, stroked his tongue over it. “Like this, Kia.”
He turned her to Khalid.
Gentle black eyes stared back at her as she straddled his hips. Her breath caught as she felt the first touch of his sheathed cock against her.
Khalid brought her head down as Chase moved behind her, until his lips were against her ear.
“Close your eyes,” he said tenderly.
Her eyes closed as he slid deeper inside her, his hips working his cock into her.
“He has never, in all the years I have known him, taken a lover in such a way. With no covering. With no distance.” Khalid’s voice was so soft she could barely hear the words.
“Kia.” Chase touched her rear, spread her cheeks, and watched as Khalid finally lodged inside her to the hilt.
“He sees me inside you.” He kissed her ear with the utmost gentleness. “Ah, sweet one. There will be few times he will allow me this pleasure.”
She clenched around his cock as she felt the hard crest of Chase’s erection tucking against her rear opening.
“Hold on to me, little one.”
Her hands were pressed against his shoulders. Her nails curled against them at his order.
She whimpered at the feel of the hot, iron-hard flesh moving against her.
“His face is twisted in ecstasy,” Khalid spoke against her ear. “Tight. Savage. He will lose control once he buries inside you.”
She shivered, shuddered as she heard Chase groan behind her.
“I will enjoy being gripped by your hottest flesh this one time.” He kissed her cheek. “I fear, never again.”
“Chase!” She cried out his name as the head of his cock sank within her, passing the taut, tight ring of tissue, flaring it open as he snarled her name.
“Kia, little one. Easy.” Khalid’s hands tightened on her hips as he bucked beneath her. “Chase. She’s too snug for this,” he groaned.