“It’s his real talent, Abby. He considers it his life’s work.” He’d finally pulled his cock out, and Abby watched as he sat there with his legs spread. His big, beautiful dick jutted out from the V of his thighs, and he stroked it up and down while he watched them. Abby was fascinated by the purple crown and the drop of cream topping it.
Jack saw her watching, and his eyes heated up. He stroked himself again but swiped his thumb over the head of his cock, sweeping off the pre-cum. He leaned forward and put his finger to her mouth. “Taste me,” he demanded.
Abby sucked his thumb into her mouth and tasted the salty essence of Jack Barnes. She sucked off every bit of that little drop and longed for more. Jack pulled his thumb out and kissed her, tangling their tongues briefly before pulling away again. He winked at her and then moved lower.
Her back arched off the bed as Jack captured a nipple in his mouth and sucked. Sam continued his assault. His mouth moved to her swollen bud, tonguing it, as he thrust his fingers into her pussy.
“Oh, oh, I’m gonna come again,” Abby breathed.
“Come on my mouth, baby,” Sam urged her. “Come all over my mouth. I’ll lick it all up.”
“I think I might try that, too.” Jack growled, and he moved down her body. Like they’d done it a thousand times before, Sam replaced his fingers with his strong tongue, and Abby felt the heat of Jack’s mouth working her clit hard. She looked at the two heads working in time and felt her womb spasm as the orgasm raced through her. Her head fell back, and she let the sensation roll over her body in delicious waves of ecstasy. Her hand was stroking Jack’s soft black hair as she fell back to Earth.
He and Sam licked and sucked for a while longer, doing exactly what Sam promised, trying to suck up all her cream. They teased and tormented her until she didn’t think she could take any more. Finally, Jack moved up to kiss her lips, and Abby opened like a flower for him. She was completely willing to do whatever these two men wanted. While Jack explored her mouth, Sam stayed between her legs. He seemed to be endlessly fascinated with her taste and smell and feel.
“Did you like that, baby?” Jack’s voice was low and husky in her ear.
“You know I did, Jack,” she said. “That was the best orgasm of my entire life. Thank you. Thank you, Sam.”
She felt him smile against her pussy. “You’re welcome, darlin’. Just so you know, I am willing to work for food.”
“I’ll remember that.” She laughed.
Jack’s cock was harder than he could ever remember it being, but he had more to prove to Abigail than the fact that he could get a raging erection. He took a deep breath and stood up. Quickly, he pulled his clothes off and lay back down beside her, putting a possessive hand over her belly.
She was theirs, he thought with no small amount of wonder.
They had finally found her. He was in no hurry. They had a whole lifetime, and he had a couple of questions. Besides, Sam was still doing his thing. He had moved up and started to nuzzle her magnificent tits. Jack cuddled up to the left side of her and kissed her mouth again. He was never going to get used to how he felt when he kissed her.
She moved restlessly as Sam laved her nipples.
“Why four years, baby?” Jack brushed her pretty red hair back.
Her voice was breathless, but she answered him immediately. “Too much going on. Ben was sick, and then I was mourning. I had a teenage daughter to raise. I didn’t have time, but if I had, I wouldn’t have found anything like this.”
Jack smiled. “So you haven’t had a relationship like this before,” he said smugly. “We’re your first.” And for damn sure your last, he added silently.
“Why would you think I’ve done this before?” Her hazel eyes were wide.
Sam looked up from tonguing her nipples. “Baby, all the books you read are about ménage. It’s a reasonable assumption you might have tried it before.”
Her face flushed, and Jack found it completely charming. “How do you know about my books?”
Sam came up on her right side, and she was caught between them. “Darlin’, I found that box of dirty books in Christa’s garage.”
Abby tried to sit up, but Jack had her pinned down with a hand on her belly and a leg over hers. Jack smiled when she gave Sam a stern look. “You went through my things?”
Sam’s face was completely unrepentant. He laughed deep in his throat as he nuzzled her neck, and his fingers played with her nipples. “Just your books, but if the rest of your stuff is half as hot as those books, I’ll look through all of it when I move it in here.”
Abby looked like she wanted to protest. Jack decided it was time to distract her. He ran his tongue along the shell of her ear. Sam joined in, palming her breasts.
“Do you want to check out my vibrator, too?” The question popped out of Abigail’s mouth, and she turned a bright red.
“Yes,” Sam replied quickly. “I would very much like to see your vibrator and any other sex toys you have.”
“And all your lingerie.” Jack found he enjoyed teasing her. “I bet her vibrator is one of those little things. Women always buy vibrators too small. We should get her a butterfly.”
Sam’s eyes lit up. “A strap-on with a remote control. We could make her wear it when she works at the café, and we could turn it on when she’s pouring coffee and watch her come.”
“Whoa,” Abby held her hands up, “I don’t think Christa would appreciate the lawsuit that would come when I spill coffee into someone’s lap because Sam dialed up my clitoral stimulation.”
Jack put a finger over her lips. It was time to get serious. “Hush, now. Sam won’t be trying anything crazy, yet. Now, sweetheart, I need to know something.” His hand trailed down, and he traced a soft design across her pussy. He loved the feel of her soft skin. He needed to make a few things plain before they continued. “Do you know what we want to do to you?”
Abby’s eyes got wide. “You want to make love to me?”
“At the same time,” Jack confirmed.
Sam’s hand slid under her backside to cup her ass. “One in your sweet little pussy, and the other fucking that tight little ass of yours. We want to fill you up.”
“Sweetheart, have you ever had a man take you anally?” Jack thought he knew the answer to the question, but he wanted to be sure.
Abby chewed her bottom lip softly as she shook her head. “I’ve read about it, of course. It never came up in real life. I know I have a bad reputation, but I didn’t actually earn it. There was only Adam and then Ben. Adam and I talked about it, but we never did it. As for Ben, well, it wasn’t his style. I’m not opposed to it, but it scares me a little.”
Sam cradled her against his chest. “Shh, it’s all right, we’re not demanding that tonight. We’ll get you ready for us.”
“Sam’s right,” Jack cooed in her ear. “We have all the time in the world to prepare you for that. Tonight, though, we’ll just take turns. Sam, get the condoms.” He took full advantage of Sam being out of the bed. Jack pulled Abby close, rolling his body over hers. He didn’t try to keep his weight off of her, and she didn’t protest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with everything she had. Jack’s tongue delved deeply in her mouth, seeking to fuse them together.
His dick was so hard he could pound nails with it, he thought as he parted her legs.
She was so small and delicate compared to him. He sat up suddenly as Sam passed him a condom. Jack looked down at the erotic sight of Abigail spread out for his pleasure. She was gorgeous and soft and so fuckable he couldn’t stand it anymore. He tore the condom open and rolled it over his cock.
“God,” Jack moaned as he began thrusting in short bursts, trying to work his dick into her incredibly small pussy. “You’re so tight, baby. You feel so good.”