Insatiable by Opal Carew

began rubbing Sarah’s breasts. The sight of Crystal stroking the other woman that way made Brent’s cock throb. Visions of Crystal kneeling in front of the other woman and stroking her nipples, then taking one into her mouth, flickered through his mind. He kept hoping that would turn into a reality.
    Evan leaned in and murmured, “Is this turning you on as much as it is me?”
    “Oh, yeah.” His heart thundered in his chest as he watched Crystal’s hands move round and round on the full breasts. His cock throbbed with urgent need.
    Finally, Crystal released Sarah’s breasts, almost reluctantly. Or maybe that was just his imagination.
    Brent sucked in a breath. “Crystal, sweetheart, do you want to head back to the villa with us?” Damn, but he needed to get her back there. Quickly.
    “You go ahead,” Sarah said. “We can talk later. Drop by my place anytime.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a small spiral notebook, then jotted something down. “Just poke your head in the back gate. If I’m not here on the beach, I’m usually by the pool.” She ripped out the page and handed it to Crystal. “Here’s my phone number at the villa, and the combination for the lock on the gate.”
    Crystal pushed the slip of paper into her own bag, then reached for her bikini top.
    “Here, let me help you with that.” Sarah tugged the top from her hand and pushed it into Crystal’s bag.
    Crystal grabbed her T-shirt and, with a hesitant glance toward Sarah, pushed it into her bag, too, then stood up.
    “Nice meeting you, Sarah.” Brent shook her hand, as did Evan.
    “I’m in the villa next to yours. Hopefully, we’ll see each other again.”
    He smiled and nodded, trying to concentrate on her words as thoughts of ravishing Crystal swirled through his mind. He turned to follow Crystal, then stepped to her side and walked with her. Evan fell into step on the other side.
    Brent couldn’t believe how much of a turn-on it was watching her walk along the beach almost naked, her soft breasts bouncing slightly as she walked. He slid his hand around her waist and pulled her close to him, needing to feel her body next to his. He wanted to stroke his hand over her round, naked breast, to feel the nipple tighten under his fingertips as he toyed with it.
    God, as soon as he got her back to the villa he wanted to ravish her. But how could he do that with Evan there? Evan had to want the same thing.
    They reached the gate and Evan opened it. Crystal stepped ahead as she climbed the stone steps up the incline, with Brent right behind her, as Evan closed the gate behind them. They passed the thick bushes and stepped into the well-manicured grounds behind their villa, the pool glittering in the sunlight.
    *   *   *
    “Oh, God, Crystal, I’m so turned on.” Evan stepped past Brent and tugged Crystal into his arms and consumed her mouth.
    Brent knew he should be annoyed or jealous, but the sight of her naked breasts crushed against Evan’s hard, muscular chest, of their mouths moving passionately against each other, made his cock harden even more.
    God, he needed to touch her. He stepped behind her and stroked his hands over her shoulders, then glided down her bare ribs. He slid his hand between their bodies and cupped her breasts. His cock lurched at the exciting sensations, not just of the feel of her breasts in his hand, but of Evan’s hard flesh pressed against the backs of his hands and the heat of their two bodies pressing against him. His fingers found her nipples and he stroked the hard buds. She arched forward, pushing her breasts tighter into his hands. At the same time, she pushed her ass back into his crotch. She had to be able to feel his hard erection straining against his pants.
    He leaned in and nuzzled her neck. “Crystal, I want to make love to you,” he murmured against her ear.
    Evan released her lips. “So do I.”
    Crystal turned between them, an impish gleam in her eyes, and stroked Brent’s