Gordon, Solara - Jet Lag Blues (Siren Publishing PolyAmour) by Solara Gordon Page B

feels like you’re deeper and further in me than before.” Val rocked from side to side, moaning as Darryl used a counter rhythm to stay joined with her.

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    Mason maneuvered his way around Val, getting to where he could see what was happening while still remaining close to her. “Damn, that looks hot. You’re deep inside her for sure.”
    Darryl nodded and thrust fast into Val, eliciting a deep moan from her. “Yes, this position allows deep penetration, and I can get her clit, too. Double hard blow and she loves it.”
    Val took a hold of Mason and hissed, “It’s not nice to talk with your mouth full. I’m ready to enjoy your whipped cream.” She puckered her lips and deep-throated Mason.
    “Ah–hh she is hot. Come on in, Darryl. Join the fray, and let’s erupt together.” Mason worked his hips back and forth, pumping in and out of Val’s mouth.

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    Darryl eased Val’s leg down around his waist and leaned into the V of her legs. Slicking his fingers with her juices, he stroked between her labia and found her clit. Swollen, plump, and twitching, he knew she was close. Making sure to not come close to the tip of the nub, he feathered caresses around the pearl and teased up to the sensitive edges of it poking out of its hood. He eased out, pulling every inch of him slowly across her G-spot, to the point of withdrawing. Darryl watched as Val began bobbing her head faster and cupping Mason’s balls. Mason’s eyes drooped halfway closed, indicating he wasn’t far off.
    Plunging forward, Darryl eased into Val and tweaked her clit. She jerked and pushed firmer against him. Two fast strokes of his thumb over her clit and a couple of semi-thrusts had her fucking him back. Her tight sheath got wetter and began tightening around him. “Yes, babe. Come with me cuz I’m there.”
    Darryl clenched his teeth and rapidly thrust in and out. Leaning over Val, he took her pebbled nipple in his hand and twisted. Her muffled grunt and moan said she was not far behind him. Ripple after ripple of muscle washed over him as her wetness increased. He could feel her G-spot pulse with each ripple.

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    Mason raised his hips and pushed into Val’s open mouth. He clenched hands full of the bedspread and closed his eyes. Pulse after pulse of hard-core pleasure raced down his cock straight to his balls, pulling them tighter against him. If Val sucked him down to them again and kept flicking her tongue over him, he’d—“Oh yeah! Here I come just for you, baby!”
    Mason arched his back and went still. Slowly, he began dropping to the bed.
    Darryl picked up speed, circling his hips as he ground against Val. Val tightened around him as her orgasm increased in intensity. He pushed in and quickly rubbed her clit. Keeping his strokes short and tight, Darryl pumped in Val twice as shots of pleasure streamed over him and enveloped his balls. It grew in strength each time Val’s clit throbbed. “One more time and I’m coming. Ahhh, God, that’s good!”

Chapter Sixteen

    Darryl caught himself on his elbows as he began to collapse with the last surge of his orgasm rushing over him. Checking on Val, he caught her glassy-eyed gaze and stifled yawn. Her quick nod and airborne kiss told him she was all right. Easing back, he encircled his cock with his thumb and forefinger, making sure he kept the condom on as he withdrew. He worked his way to the edge of the bed and stood.
    Mason laid spread-eagle on the bed. His cock lay against his leg, streaks of cum coating parts of him. Darryl grinned as Mason cracked open one eye and stuck out his tongue. “Pppffftt. Yeah, it still works.”
    Val began snickering, and then giggles erupted. Darryl snorted. “I think we all could use one last drink of water, and then I’m calling dibs on the side of the bed closest to the bathroom.”
    Mason sat up and scooted to the end of the bed. He leaned over and kissed Val’s stomach before he stood.
    “Eeek. That tickles. Behave,