decadent. Hot, muscled flesh rippled and strained as Nathan
and Kody rolled about, straining and heaving against the other. It
was wrong and childish of them, but it still brought on an
excitement that made her nipples tighten and her cleft
quiver.
She wanted to turn around and join them, naked,
feel those heavy bodies pressed to hers and rolling around in a
frenzy. With a gasp, she faced forward and almost dragged John in
her hurry to escape before she made her mental image a
reality.
She made a beeline for the room Nathan had put
her in. John stayed glued to her side, which didn’t helping the
tingling arousal sweeping through her. The heat pouring from her
was great enough that she didn’t dare allow him to follow her in.
His calming presence was not working in the face of her body’s
erotic longing, and her body begged her to try to see if it could
make him lose that steady demeanor. She whirled at the door and
with a bright smile said, “Thanks. Dinner and dessert were great.
See you in the morning.”
John’s eyes glinted with humor, and his lips
tilted in a half smile. When she would have fled, he gripped her
about the waist. “Hold on a second. It’s my turn to say good
night.”
He leaned in and brushed his lips across hers,
a light touch that would have almost been chaste if not for the
erection pressing against her stomach. Dana kept her hands clenched
at her side, her nails digging into her palms lest she forget
herself.
“ Sweet dreams,” he whispered against
her mouth before letting her go.
Lips tingling, Dana tumbled into the bedroom
and slammed the door shut. She leaned against the door and closed
her eyes, trying to locate her control—a lost cause considering how
they’d shredded it with their dinner foreplay.
Hot damn. I’ve never been so fucking
horny in my life.
The thought of fleeing again briefly crossed
her mind, but a quick glimpse out the window showed they’d placed a
guard on patrol at the bottom of her previous escape route. She
eyed the bedroom door, but she didn’t figure she could flee past
the three boys downstairs.
Nor was she entirely sure anymore that she
wanted to run.
Being horny sure beats loneliness
any day.
However, no matter her body’s clamoring for
satisfaction, it didn’t mean she was ready yet to bind herself to
them, but the idea was rapidly losing its repugnance. She couldn’t
deny her attraction to all three men, but could it just be
hormones? What if she fucked them, allowed them to pleasure
her?
Would she change her mind about staying
after?
Somehow she didn’t think a few orgasms would
ever be enough.
* * * *
His hands caressed her, sliding down
her body in a way that made her shiver and writhe. His large hand
cupped her sex, and she arched against his palm.
“ Please,” she whispered.
Her lover, though, ignored her
“please” and moved his touch back up to slide under her top to cup
and squeeze her breasts. His mouth came down and sucked at her
protruding nipple through the fabric. Then he bit down . .
.
Dana’s hold on the dream slipped. Her slow
waking didn’t stop the pleasurable sensations, though. She squirmed
as the rough hands stroking up under her T-shirt made her skin burn
and her nipples tighten. She gasped at the hot kiss placed at the
base of her neck. Those same lips moved upward and caught hers in a
torrid embrace that left her panting. She vaguely wondered, as she
opened her mouth to a sinuous tongue, if perhaps she dreamt
still.
“ Oh, Dana.”
The gruffly whispered words against her mouth
made her open her eyes. “Nathan?” she murmured against the mouth
that traced the outline of hers.
He grunted in reply, his lips moving sideways
to find the lobe of her ear and nipping it. Dana, still half
asleep, fought the sensual languor invading her body—a battle she
was quickly losing and without a fight. His hands under her shirt
cupped her breasts, and he stroked his thumbs over the erect tips.
Dana sucked in
and Kody rolled about, straining and heaving against the other. It
was wrong and childish of them, but it still brought on an
excitement that made her nipples tighten and her cleft
quiver.
She wanted to turn around and join them, naked,
feel those heavy bodies pressed to hers and rolling around in a
frenzy. With a gasp, she faced forward and almost dragged John in
her hurry to escape before she made her mental image a
reality.
She made a beeline for the room Nathan had put
her in. John stayed glued to her side, which didn’t helping the
tingling arousal sweeping through her. The heat pouring from her
was great enough that she didn’t dare allow him to follow her in.
His calming presence was not working in the face of her body’s
erotic longing, and her body begged her to try to see if it could
make him lose that steady demeanor. She whirled at the door and
with a bright smile said, “Thanks. Dinner and dessert were great.
See you in the morning.”
John’s eyes glinted with humor, and his lips
tilted in a half smile. When she would have fled, he gripped her
about the waist. “Hold on a second. It’s my turn to say good
night.”
He leaned in and brushed his lips across hers,
a light touch that would have almost been chaste if not for the
erection pressing against her stomach. Dana kept her hands clenched
at her side, her nails digging into her palms lest she forget
herself.
“ Sweet dreams,” he whispered against
her mouth before letting her go.
Lips tingling, Dana tumbled into the bedroom
and slammed the door shut. She leaned against the door and closed
her eyes, trying to locate her control—a lost cause considering how
they’d shredded it with their dinner foreplay.
Hot damn. I’ve never been so fucking
horny in my life.
The thought of fleeing again briefly crossed
her mind, but a quick glimpse out the window showed they’d placed a
guard on patrol at the bottom of her previous escape route. She
eyed the bedroom door, but she didn’t figure she could flee past
the three boys downstairs.
Nor was she entirely sure anymore that she
wanted to run.
Being horny sure beats loneliness
any day.
However, no matter her body’s clamoring for
satisfaction, it didn’t mean she was ready yet to bind herself to
them, but the idea was rapidly losing its repugnance. She couldn’t
deny her attraction to all three men, but could it just be
hormones? What if she fucked them, allowed them to pleasure
her?
Would she change her mind about staying
after?
Somehow she didn’t think a few orgasms would
ever be enough.
* * * *
His hands caressed her, sliding down
her body in a way that made her shiver and writhe. His large hand
cupped her sex, and she arched against his palm.
“ Please,” she whispered.
Her lover, though, ignored her
“please” and moved his touch back up to slide under her top to cup
and squeeze her breasts. His mouth came down and sucked at her
protruding nipple through the fabric. Then he bit down . .
.
Dana’s hold on the dream slipped. Her slow
waking didn’t stop the pleasurable sensations, though. She squirmed
as the rough hands stroking up under her T-shirt made her skin burn
and her nipples tighten. She gasped at the hot kiss placed at the
base of her neck. Those same lips moved upward and caught hers in a
torrid embrace that left her panting. She vaguely wondered, as she
opened her mouth to a sinuous tongue, if perhaps she dreamt
still.
“ Oh, Dana.”
The gruffly whispered words against her mouth
made her open her eyes. “Nathan?” she murmured against the mouth
that traced the outline of hers.
He grunted in reply, his lips moving sideways
to find the lobe of her ear and nipping it. Dana, still half
asleep, fought the sensual languor invading her body—a battle she
was quickly losing and without a fight. His hands under her shirt
cupped her breasts, and he stroked his thumbs over the erect tips.
Dana sucked in
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