never leaving
Vanessa’s sex. She felt as wanton as Bathsheba. When Oliver
put his mouth on her this time she gave in completely to the
pleasure, thrusting her hips at him, laying her head on Nick’s
shoulder and trusting that he’d hold her while Oliver brought her
such incredible pleasure.
Nick did more than hold her. He reached under her arm and he
toyed with her as Oliver licked and sucked. The sight of his hand
rubbing her curls and his finger flicking her smal knot of pleasure
while Oliver devoured her was the most decadent sight she’d
ever seen. Then Nick’s cock grew harder between her legs.
Chapter Eight
It was hard to miss the rise of his sex. He adjusted Vanessa in
his lap, and suddenly his cock was right there, off to the side,
right next to Oliver’s face. Oliver brushed it with his cheek and it actualy jerked against him, as if trying to catch his attention.
Oliver puled away from Vanessa and looked at it. She held her
breath. What would he do? Did men like a mouth on them as
wel? Did they like to put their mouths on each other? Oliver slid
his hand up Vanessa’s thigh and stroked Nick’s cock, rubbing
the end with his thumb, and Nick caught his breath behind her.
“Are you lovers, then?” Vanessa whispered.
“Yes,” Nick said, his voice a low rumble in her ear. “We haven’t
fucked, but we’d like to, if you’l let us.”
Vanessa reached down and pushed Oliver’s hand away from
Nick’s cock, and Oliver frowned. Then she wrapped her hand
around the surprisingly hard shaft and guided the tip to Oliver’s
mouth. His gaze flew to hers. “Take it,” she whispered. “I want
mouth. His gaze flew to hers. “Take it,” she whispered. “I want
to see.” With his eyes stil on hers, Oliver opened his mouth and
leaned over slightly, letting the tip of Nick’s cock slip into his
mouth. His lips closed around it and his cheeks drew in as he
sucked. Behind Vanessa, Nick moaned his appreciation.
Vanessa had known the power of watching ilicit behavior
before. She’d been aroused watching Nick pleasure himself last
night. But she hadn’t truly understood it. Now, watching Oliver
suck Nick’s cock lovingly, sliding his mouth up and down on
Nick’s shaft until it was slick and shiny in the firelight, until it was red and hard enough to stand on its own, had her wild with
desire. She squirmed in Nick’s lap, and he slid his finger down
the valey of her cunt until he reached her entrance. She gasped
as he circled it, teasing her mercilessly.
“Please, Nick,” she begged breathlessly.
“Please what?” he asked. His voice was rough and breathless
too, teling Vanessa more than words about how aroused he was
by what they were doing.
“Please fuck me,” she whispered, remembering how much he’d
liked to hear her say that last night.
He shoved his finger inside her a little roughly, as if he couldn’t
control himself. It went deeper than she’d expected, but the sting
of his entry was washed away when he puled it back and thrust
again.
Oliver let Nick slip from his mouth, giving one last, slow lick to
the end. A tiny drop of pearly moisture appeared there as Oliver
let it go. Just as Vanessa thought he was done he quickly leaned
back down and licked the drop away.
“Damn,” Nick cursed behind her, but it was pleasure in his
voice, not anger.
Oliver returned to Vanessa, licking right along Nick’s finger as it
fucked her. He spread the lips of her sex with gentle fingers so
that Vanessa could see how dark pink she was, how wet, how
Nick’s finger looked as it went in and out of her. Oliver
maneuvered around Nick’s hand and took the smal red bump at
the top of her crease into his mouth and sucked. Vanessa cried
out and Nick quickly covered her mouth with his free hand.
“Not too loud, Nessa,” he admonished. “We don’t want to alert
anyone to your presence.”
She tore his hand away. “But it feels so good,” she said in
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