with great care.
She gasped when Sednar trailed his thumb over her distended nipple. It quickly turned into a moan when Radnor leaned down and captured a puckered nub between his lips and flicked it with his tongue. Fireworks went off in her brain. Her legs shifted restlessly on the cool sheets beneath her. A faint breeze wafted in through the window making her shiver. Yet she wasn’t cold. She was flushed and hot and aching for their touch.
Sednar skimmed his hand over her side, tracing the indent of her waist before flaring over her hip. He followed his hand, licking and sucking at her skin as he worked his way down to the apex of her thighs. A low moan escaped her as his fingers grazed the inside of her thigh. “Open your legs for me. Your pretty pink folds are hot and wet.
I know they are.”
His voice was low. Mesmerizing. It should have shocked her that she wanted to spread her legs wide and let him touch her. And not just him but Radnor as well. She wanted both men to touch her with their hands, taste her with their mouths and tongues. What would have been impossible only two days ago was now something she craved. Whether it was the magic of the tapestry or that of the two men flanking her she didn’t know. All she did know was she wanted it.
It was easy to convince herself this was safe. It was a time out of time. Real but not real. This wasn’t her life. It was the equivalent of a weekend fling. She could enjoy it and go back to her normal life, stronger and more self-assured than before.
“Roxanne?” Radnor raised his head from her breast, his lips damp and sensual. He stroked a hand over her belly, his fingers combing through the curls covering her mound.
She made her choice. Slowly, she spread her legs. The cool air hit her moist core, making her very aware of her nakedness. It was a sensual caress that had her arching her hips. She hungered for their touch.
Radnor smiled, openly and warmly. Roxanne couldn’t believe how much younger it made him appear. He leaned down and lapped at her swollen nipple one final time before shifting lower in the bed. He parted the slick folds with his fingers and blew gently.
Roxanne gasped. She wanted to close her eyes and savor the sensations, but was unable to look away. Both men were gazing at her pussy, enthralled by what they saw.
It made her feel powerful and wanton at the same time. She wanted them to do more than look. “Touch me,” she demanded.
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Sednar shot her a seductive grin. “As you command.” He crawled between her thighs and his massive shoulders pushed her legs farther apart. With Radnor holding her labia wide, Sednar licked up one side and down the other.
A low keening sound erupted from her throat. Sweat broke out on her brow. Every nerve ending in her body was charged and tingling. Reaching down, she tugged on Sednar’s hair, pulling him closer. He laughed, the vibration humming along her slick folds. He settled his lips over her swollen clit and flicked his tongue over the nub of nerves.
Roxanne cried out as the sensation shot through her body. Her breasts seemed to swell and her nipples tightened. She panted hard, unable to draw a deep breath.
Radnor outlined the opening of her sheath with one thick finger before slipping it inside. Her inner muscles clasped around it and she arched her hips, wanting him deeper.
He obliged.
As Sednar used his tongue and lips on her clit, teasing and tormenting her with his skilled mouth, Radnor worked a second finger into her core. His fingers were broad and blunt and two of them stretched her. He patiently worked them all the way in before dragging them back to her entrance.
It felt amazing. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. Roxanne had no frame of reference for what she was feeling right now. She’d had good sex, bad sex and painful sex, but she’d never experienced anything like this.
Keeping his fingers pumping in and out of her, Radnor surged upward and claimed her mouth in a torrid
She gasped when Sednar trailed his thumb over her distended nipple. It quickly turned into a moan when Radnor leaned down and captured a puckered nub between his lips and flicked it with his tongue. Fireworks went off in her brain. Her legs shifted restlessly on the cool sheets beneath her. A faint breeze wafted in through the window making her shiver. Yet she wasn’t cold. She was flushed and hot and aching for their touch.
Sednar skimmed his hand over her side, tracing the indent of her waist before flaring over her hip. He followed his hand, licking and sucking at her skin as he worked his way down to the apex of her thighs. A low moan escaped her as his fingers grazed the inside of her thigh. “Open your legs for me. Your pretty pink folds are hot and wet.
I know they are.”
His voice was low. Mesmerizing. It should have shocked her that she wanted to spread her legs wide and let him touch her. And not just him but Radnor as well. She wanted both men to touch her with their hands, taste her with their mouths and tongues. What would have been impossible only two days ago was now something she craved. Whether it was the magic of the tapestry or that of the two men flanking her she didn’t know. All she did know was she wanted it.
It was easy to convince herself this was safe. It was a time out of time. Real but not real. This wasn’t her life. It was the equivalent of a weekend fling. She could enjoy it and go back to her normal life, stronger and more self-assured than before.
“Roxanne?” Radnor raised his head from her breast, his lips damp and sensual. He stroked a hand over her belly, his fingers combing through the curls covering her mound.
She made her choice. Slowly, she spread her legs. The cool air hit her moist core, making her very aware of her nakedness. It was a sensual caress that had her arching her hips. She hungered for their touch.
Radnor smiled, openly and warmly. Roxanne couldn’t believe how much younger it made him appear. He leaned down and lapped at her swollen nipple one final time before shifting lower in the bed. He parted the slick folds with his fingers and blew gently.
Roxanne gasped. She wanted to close her eyes and savor the sensations, but was unable to look away. Both men were gazing at her pussy, enthralled by what they saw.
It made her feel powerful and wanton at the same time. She wanted them to do more than look. “Touch me,” she demanded.
58
Sednar shot her a seductive grin. “As you command.” He crawled between her thighs and his massive shoulders pushed her legs farther apart. With Radnor holding her labia wide, Sednar licked up one side and down the other.
A low keening sound erupted from her throat. Sweat broke out on her brow. Every nerve ending in her body was charged and tingling. Reaching down, she tugged on Sednar’s hair, pulling him closer. He laughed, the vibration humming along her slick folds. He settled his lips over her swollen clit and flicked his tongue over the nub of nerves.
Roxanne cried out as the sensation shot through her body. Her breasts seemed to swell and her nipples tightened. She panted hard, unable to draw a deep breath.
Radnor outlined the opening of her sheath with one thick finger before slipping it inside. Her inner muscles clasped around it and she arched her hips, wanting him deeper.
He obliged.
As Sednar used his tongue and lips on her clit, teasing and tormenting her with his skilled mouth, Radnor worked a second finger into her core. His fingers were broad and blunt and two of them stretched her. He patiently worked them all the way in before dragging them back to her entrance.
It felt amazing. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. Roxanne had no frame of reference for what she was feeling right now. She’d had good sex, bad sex and painful sex, but she’d never experienced anything like this.
Keeping his fingers pumping in and out of her, Radnor surged upward and claimed her mouth in a torrid
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