Boston Avant-Garde 4: Encore by Kaitlin Maitland Page B

back up to his ear. Dante freed Jericho’s cock from beneath her. Jericho’s chest heaved as he fought for control.
    Gazing down into his eyes, Suri felt more connected than ever before. “I want to feel you, Jericho.”
    Dante guided the head to her opening, helping slide the long thick shaft into her pussy. She gasped when he bottomed out, the sensation of having Jericho’s full length inside her making her climax instantly.
    “Fuck, she’s tight!” Jericho’s gravelly tone vibrated through their joined bodies.
    “Don’t come yet,” Dante ordered. “I’m going to stretch her ass.”
    Under any other circumstances, Suri might have been apprehensive about those words. But the sensation of Jericho’s body moving beneath her, his cock rocking inside her pussy, left no room for fear.
    Dante pressed his lips to her ass cheek. “I’m going to put some lube on you, princess. I’ll go slowly. I swear.”
    The cool lube was a violent contrast to Jericho’s warmth. Suri squealed, soothed instantly by Dante’s fingers massaging her tight asshole. She’d never experienced anything like it before. When he slipped one finger inside her, she came a second time.
    Jericho’s arms tightened to hold her in place on his chest as he fucked her with quick, shallow strokes. “Shit, Dante, she’s so tight I don’t know how long I can hold back.”
    Behind her, Suri could feel Dante’s hand squeeze the base of Jericho’s cock. “Relax, Jericho. Breathe. I’m going to stretch her further.”
    A second finger pushed into her ass, flexing against the thickness of the cock in her pussy and making her feel deliciously full. She arched her back, reveling in the sensation.
    The third finger—her body balanced on the edge of bliss. Below her, Jericho’s skin was covered in a layer of perspiration. His strokes deepened and grew more demanding. She cried out. Wanting more, needing more, ready to feel what she sensed was next.
    “Dante!” His name was a plea on her lips.
    “Spread her wide, Jericho. I’m going to fuck her ass.” She could feel him move to his knees between Jericho’s legs.
    There was a moment of fear when Jericho’s hands spread her cheeks and the round head of Dante’s cock pushed against the tight ring of muscle in her asshole. Jericho’s shaft made a long, slow slide into her pussy, maintaining the familiar rhythm and calming her.
    “Look at me, love.” Jericho’s commanding tone brooked no argument. She gazed into his face, the assurance in his expression like a balm. “You are an incredibly sexy woman.” He gave her a lingering kiss. “Let us give you everything we can, everything you deserve.”
    His words unlocked the last of her resistance. Dante groaned as his cock slid deep into her ass. The penetration was pure pleasure, and her orgasm was immediate.
    Her body bore down on their cocks—Jericho in her pussy, Dante in her ass, moving together as she came in undulating waves. She cried out, calling their names, begging for more, weeping with the overload. There was no end and no beginning, just the feel of all three of them in a never-ending circle.
    Jericho groaned, his cock pulsing as he came in hot spurts. He thrust hard and let go in a rush.
    “Look at him,” Dante murmured in her ear. “So beautiful.”
    Seconds later, he came in her ass, the thick length of his cock making one last push into her tight hole as he poured his seed into her body. Though she’d thought she was done, Suri came again, the stimulation of their joint climaxes spurring her into an orgasm that had stars dancing behind her closed lids.
    If someone had told her that she’d died and gone to heaven, she would have been perfectly satisfied to stay there forever.

Chapter Ten
    “You’re late!”
    Suri bit back a sarcastic response that would only draw more attention to her tardy entrance through one of the State Room’s back doors. Guests were already arriving for the fund-raiser luncheon. They mingled in the