one hand.
And then in perfect synchronization, both
men thrust into her.
Andi screamed.
They held still for a moment as she felt
herself expanded, filled, beyond belief. Two cocks were inside her. Two
gorgeous men were about to fuck her senseless.
“That’s it, baby,” Derrick said as he began
thrusting in and out of her pussy.
Josh thrust in tandem. “You’re so damn
tight,” he said.
Andi could barely hear, blood was pounding
in her ears so hard. Wave after wave of sensation rode through her, threatened
to overcome her, to bring her to climax. Somehow she was aware that she
couldn’t cross that line, that she had to hold back. But her body didn’t want
to listen.
She fought to hold onto herself, but it was
no use. She dissolved, becoming a part of both men as they thrust harder and
harder. Their hands gripped her body, their cocks owned her pussy and her ass.
Their sweat-slicked flesh slid together and her juices flooded, coating her
thighs and Derrick’s cock. The smell of sweat and testosterone and sex filled
her senses. The men spoke words so arousing that her mind could barely bend
itself around them.
It was all too much to bear. “I can’t—” Her
voice broke and tears blurred her eyes. “God, I can’t hold back. Please let me
come, Master.”
Derrick thrust harder. “Hold on…hold on,
baby.”
And just when she thought she was going to
explode, Derrick shouted, “Come now, Andi. Now!”
And then she did explode. Her body
shattered like fine crystal smashed in an earthquake of massive proportions.
Pieces of her seemed to fly throughout the room, her senses on complete
overload. Her body quaked and quaked and quaked, and she thought her orgasm
would never, ever end. She didn’t want it to end. It was the most amazing orgasm,
the most intense, that she had ever experienced.
Vaguely, she was aware of Derrick and
Josh’s shouts and groans as they came. She felt the throb of their cocks within
her that only made her own orgasm pulse more.
Both men held her tight, their breathing
heavy and matching the rhythm of her own.
At last Josh released her and slid his
spent cock from her ass. Derrick eased his cock from her channel, then brought
her up so that she was cradled in his arms.
Andi snuggled against his chest, unable to
think, her breathing still ragged. Derrick brushed his lips over hers and she
melted even further against him, totally sated, completely exhausted. And then
her eyelids drifted shut and she passed into a deep and complete sleep.
Chapter Thirteen
Sunday morning, Derrick held Andi close in
the bed in their master suite. Her body was spooned against his, and his erect
cock pressed against her backside. Sunlight streamed onto her perfect features,
illuminating her face so that she looked like an angel.
But still she slept, her breathing deep and
even, an occasional soft sigh slipping through her lips.
Last night, after he’d taken her back to
their suite, he’d allowed her to rest—she’d been so exhausted, it was as if
she’d slipped into oblivion. If she hadn’t been so tired, he would have made
love to her again and again, branding her completely as his own.
She belonged to him.
He snuggled closer to her, enjoying the
feel of her in his arms. His chin rested on her mussed hair, his arm cradling
her slim waist.
The emotions that ranged through him
surprised him with their intensity. He had shared women with Josh before, but
this time had been harder. Andi wasn’t just any woman. Sharing her had been
Derrick’s way of showing her that she was his to control.
But he realized the truth. She controlled him . She made him wild with need and lust…and maybe even
love.
He pressed his lips to her hair, breathing
in her jasmine perfume and her scent of pure woman.
Andi stirred and sighed again. Derrick
propped himself on one elbow and traced his finger down her shoulder to her
elbow and back, and she shivered in her sleep. Her nipples puckered against the
silk
And then in perfect synchronization, both
men thrust into her.
Andi screamed.
They held still for a moment as she felt
herself expanded, filled, beyond belief. Two cocks were inside her. Two
gorgeous men were about to fuck her senseless.
“That’s it, baby,” Derrick said as he began
thrusting in and out of her pussy.
Josh thrust in tandem. “You’re so damn
tight,” he said.
Andi could barely hear, blood was pounding
in her ears so hard. Wave after wave of sensation rode through her, threatened
to overcome her, to bring her to climax. Somehow she was aware that she
couldn’t cross that line, that she had to hold back. But her body didn’t want
to listen.
She fought to hold onto herself, but it was
no use. She dissolved, becoming a part of both men as they thrust harder and
harder. Their hands gripped her body, their cocks owned her pussy and her ass.
Their sweat-slicked flesh slid together and her juices flooded, coating her
thighs and Derrick’s cock. The smell of sweat and testosterone and sex filled
her senses. The men spoke words so arousing that her mind could barely bend
itself around them.
It was all too much to bear. “I can’t—” Her
voice broke and tears blurred her eyes. “God, I can’t hold back. Please let me
come, Master.”
Derrick thrust harder. “Hold on…hold on,
baby.”
And just when she thought she was going to
explode, Derrick shouted, “Come now, Andi. Now!”
And then she did explode. Her body
shattered like fine crystal smashed in an earthquake of massive proportions.
Pieces of her seemed to fly throughout the room, her senses on complete
overload. Her body quaked and quaked and quaked, and she thought her orgasm
would never, ever end. She didn’t want it to end. It was the most amazing orgasm,
the most intense, that she had ever experienced.
Vaguely, she was aware of Derrick and
Josh’s shouts and groans as they came. She felt the throb of their cocks within
her that only made her own orgasm pulse more.
Both men held her tight, their breathing
heavy and matching the rhythm of her own.
At last Josh released her and slid his
spent cock from her ass. Derrick eased his cock from her channel, then brought
her up so that she was cradled in his arms.
Andi snuggled against his chest, unable to
think, her breathing still ragged. Derrick brushed his lips over hers and she
melted even further against him, totally sated, completely exhausted. And then
her eyelids drifted shut and she passed into a deep and complete sleep.
Chapter Thirteen
Sunday morning, Derrick held Andi close in
the bed in their master suite. Her body was spooned against his, and his erect
cock pressed against her backside. Sunlight streamed onto her perfect features,
illuminating her face so that she looked like an angel.
But still she slept, her breathing deep and
even, an occasional soft sigh slipping through her lips.
Last night, after he’d taken her back to
their suite, he’d allowed her to rest—she’d been so exhausted, it was as if
she’d slipped into oblivion. If she hadn’t been so tired, he would have made
love to her again and again, branding her completely as his own.
She belonged to him.
He snuggled closer to her, enjoying the
feel of her in his arms. His chin rested on her mussed hair, his arm cradling
her slim waist.
The emotions that ranged through him
surprised him with their intensity. He had shared women with Josh before, but
this time had been harder. Andi wasn’t just any woman. Sharing her had been
Derrick’s way of showing her that she was his to control.
But he realized the truth. She controlled him . She made him wild with need and lust…and maybe even
love.
He pressed his lips to her hair, breathing
in her jasmine perfume and her scent of pure woman.
Andi stirred and sighed again. Derrick
propped himself on one elbow and traced his finger down her shoulder to her
elbow and back, and she shivered in her sleep. Her nipples puckered against the
silk
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