“Hot?”
“Oh yes.” She offered him a seductive smile. “Do it again.”
“I’d rather do something else.” Lane slid his fingers down in between her thighs as he held Becca’s gaze. “Someone else,” he corrected.
“Does this mean you’ll stay?” she asked.
“I’ll stay until you’re satisfied.”
She raised her brow. “Is that a challenge?”
Lane curled his fingers into her pussy and watched her eyes glaze over in lust. “Oh yeah. You can count on it.”
The men approached Becca like two large, predatory animals. She tried to back away, but Lane pulled her to him and kissed her hard. She molded to his body as desire surged through her system.
“Oh, Lane.” She threaded her fingers through his soft hair and held him close, unable to let him go.
I’ll stay until you are satisfied. Would that mean that he’d leave once they were done having sex? She hoped not. She didn’t want Lane to leave any more than she wanted Gabe to leave. Somehow they had both become a part of her, as natural as breathing.
Gabe shifted until he was behind her. She felt his body heat penetrate her skin. He pressed his lips against her neck, teasing the sensitive vein found there. The men’s presence was overwhelming, and Becca felt caught up in their dominating presence. Lane undid her skirt and slid it down her legs. Becca groaned as the fabric rubbed against her and stimulated her skin.
Gabe ran his hands down her back and gripped the hem of her shirt. Within seconds both men leaned back and pulled the soft cloth over her head. Her bra and panties soon followed.
Becca felt a little exposed, but the men didn’t seem to mind her nakedness. Lane grabbed for her and resumed his assault on her mouth, kissing and exploring until her mind fogged with lust. Gabe moved behind her, but everything seemed to blend into an erotic haze.
Then Gabe was at her back again, stroking her sensitive skin. He reached around her torso and massaged her nipples until they formed sharp peaks in his hands. Lane slid his hand in between her legs and inserted a finger into her channel. Becca gasped against his mouth as he moved in and out, preparing her for what was to come.
Gabe left her breasts and moved slowly down her torso. Becca whimpered as pressure built in her core. She leaned back against Gabe, allowing Lane better access to her center. He exchanged one finger for two, constantly stroking and building the tension deep inside her core.
Gabe slid his hands down over her soft belly, exploring her skin as he kissed her shoulder. Then he reached for something next to them. Becca broke off the kiss with Lane and turned her head. Gabe stared at her with such intensity, such hunger, that it burned her very core. She threaded her fingers through his hair and dragged him to her mouth. Urgency built up inside of her as Gabe slid a well-oiled finger in between her ass cheeks.
Becca gasped and pulled away from Gabe’s mouth as he moved to the opening in her backside. The double sensation of Lane’s fingers in her pussy and Gabe’s in her ass made her weak with need. Becca moved her hips against the men’s hands, eager for more.
“Yes. Oh God, just like that.” She nibbled her lower lip as the men exchanged one finger for two. Together they stretched her body and built her desire.
Lane shifted his hand and rubbed her clit. The added sensation caused the pressure inside of her to burst. She cried out as her orgasm slammed into her body, rocking her down to the core. Pleasure pulsed through her veins until she felt boneless.
When the last fragments of her joy faded, the men retreated and Lane tugged her hand. “Come here.”
Becca followed him into the living room in front of the fireplace. He spread out on the soft carpet in front of the fireplace and dragged her down on top of him. Becca smiled as she straddled his hips and covered his hand at the base of his shaft. Together, they positioned him at her opening.
“The next
“Oh yes.” She offered him a seductive smile. “Do it again.”
“I’d rather do something else.” Lane slid his fingers down in between her thighs as he held Becca’s gaze. “Someone else,” he corrected.
“Does this mean you’ll stay?” she asked.
“I’ll stay until you’re satisfied.”
She raised her brow. “Is that a challenge?”
Lane curled his fingers into her pussy and watched her eyes glaze over in lust. “Oh yeah. You can count on it.”
The men approached Becca like two large, predatory animals. She tried to back away, but Lane pulled her to him and kissed her hard. She molded to his body as desire surged through her system.
“Oh, Lane.” She threaded her fingers through his soft hair and held him close, unable to let him go.
I’ll stay until you are satisfied. Would that mean that he’d leave once they were done having sex? She hoped not. She didn’t want Lane to leave any more than she wanted Gabe to leave. Somehow they had both become a part of her, as natural as breathing.
Gabe shifted until he was behind her. She felt his body heat penetrate her skin. He pressed his lips against her neck, teasing the sensitive vein found there. The men’s presence was overwhelming, and Becca felt caught up in their dominating presence. Lane undid her skirt and slid it down her legs. Becca groaned as the fabric rubbed against her and stimulated her skin.
Gabe ran his hands down her back and gripped the hem of her shirt. Within seconds both men leaned back and pulled the soft cloth over her head. Her bra and panties soon followed.
Becca felt a little exposed, but the men didn’t seem to mind her nakedness. Lane grabbed for her and resumed his assault on her mouth, kissing and exploring until her mind fogged with lust. Gabe moved behind her, but everything seemed to blend into an erotic haze.
Then Gabe was at her back again, stroking her sensitive skin. He reached around her torso and massaged her nipples until they formed sharp peaks in his hands. Lane slid his hand in between her legs and inserted a finger into her channel. Becca gasped against his mouth as he moved in and out, preparing her for what was to come.
Gabe left her breasts and moved slowly down her torso. Becca whimpered as pressure built in her core. She leaned back against Gabe, allowing Lane better access to her center. He exchanged one finger for two, constantly stroking and building the tension deep inside her core.
Gabe slid his hands down over her soft belly, exploring her skin as he kissed her shoulder. Then he reached for something next to them. Becca broke off the kiss with Lane and turned her head. Gabe stared at her with such intensity, such hunger, that it burned her very core. She threaded her fingers through his hair and dragged him to her mouth. Urgency built up inside of her as Gabe slid a well-oiled finger in between her ass cheeks.
Becca gasped and pulled away from Gabe’s mouth as he moved to the opening in her backside. The double sensation of Lane’s fingers in her pussy and Gabe’s in her ass made her weak with need. Becca moved her hips against the men’s hands, eager for more.
“Yes. Oh God, just like that.” She nibbled her lower lip as the men exchanged one finger for two. Together they stretched her body and built her desire.
Lane shifted his hand and rubbed her clit. The added sensation caused the pressure inside of her to burst. She cried out as her orgasm slammed into her body, rocking her down to the core. Pleasure pulsed through her veins until she felt boneless.
When the last fragments of her joy faded, the men retreated and Lane tugged her hand. “Come here.”
Becca followed him into the living room in front of the fireplace. He spread out on the soft carpet in front of the fireplace and dragged her down on top of him. Becca smiled as she straddled his hips and covered his hand at the base of his shaft. Together, they positioned him at her opening.
“The next
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