Wicked Garden by Lorelei James Page B

on the bed, she reached between her legs, getting her hand wet from her juices. Then she wrapped her fingers around Billy’s cock again and pumped from root to tip.
    Behind her, Jon groaned. “Fuck. That’s hot as hell, Eden.”
    Billy’s response was an unintelligible male grunt.
    Smiling, she nipped at the flat disks and began to vigorously stroke that beautifully hard prick. No slow build up. No tease and retreat. She jacked him faster and faster. Biting and licking and sucking his nipples. Appreciating his groans. Loving the taste of his sweat and need. Relishing the feel of his hips pumping up to meet her strokes.
    “Jesus. Fuck.” Billy knocked her hand away from his cock and clamped his palm on her shoulder, holding her in place. He pumped frantically as long streams of come jetted out the end of his cock and splashed on her breasts. His eyes were wild blue flames and he growled as spurt after spurt dotted her chest. Pure animal satisfaction was etched on Billy’s face as he stared at the milky liquid dripping off her nipples.
    Her pussy was sopping wet again. As her sex clenched and throbbed, she squeezed her thighs together and gasped when a tiny orgasm rocked her. She looked up and saw Billy’s eyes were still on fire, still devouring her.
    “Jesus you’re beautiful. Absolutely steal-my-fucking-breath beautiful, Eden.”
    Her heart damn near turned over in her chest.
    He released her shoulder and his hand moved down to cup the underswell of her left breast. His thumb brushed a thick rivulet of come from the tip of her nipple and he brought it to her lips.
    Eden opened her mouth and sucked his thumb inside, swirling her tongue, savoring his taste.
    “Again.” Billy dragged his finger through the sticky wetness cooling on her breast and held the offering to her.
    Eyes on his, she licked away every drop.
    They made it through two more rounds of erotic finger painting before Jon said brusquely, “Enough. It’s my turn and after that little display I’m hard enough I could fuck her clear through the wall.” Jon helped Eden to her feet and wiped away the remnants of Billy’s spent passion.
    She shivered at the cool washcloth skating over her heated skin, wondering when Jon had left the room. No surprise neither she nor Billy noticed.
    “Eden.” Jon’s melodic voice tickled her ear and she trembled.
    “What?”
    He didn’t answer immediately, he lazily traced every vertebrae down her spine, causing the buzzing sensation in her skin to hum back to life. She’d never experienced arousal this prolonged. Never believed she could ache for more.
    “I want you.” Jon’s teeth sank into the slope of her shoulder and she cried out from the pleasurable nip of pain. His next words and his hot breath burned her like a brand. “But I want to tie you up first.”
    “Why?”
    “Not only do I get off thinking about fucking you as deep and as long as I want, but it’s a way for you to give yourself over to us, before we take you completely.” He clasped her hands together behind her back, twisting the bandanas around her wrists again. Then he gently spun her around. “Close your eyes.”
    Eden feared she might topple over from too much stimulation on her sex organs and not enough blood reaching her brain.
    Soft, moist lips drifted down her jawline, starting on the left side below her earlobe, ending at the right. Those sweetly arousing lips traveled up her hairline from her temple across her forehead and down the left side. Then Jon rained kisses on her eyelids. Her cheekbones. The corners of her mouth before taking her mouth in a wet, sizzling kiss that robbed her lungs of air and her mind of reason.
    “On the bed.” Jon crawled on first and stretched out on his back. He rolled on a condom and looked at Billy. “Help her. She’s going to be facing you as she’s riding me.”
    Anticipation quickened her pulse. Without use of her hands it was difficult to balance, but Billy steadied her, helping her