“You two have been talking, haven't you?”
Gabe chuckled, the sound vibrating through her body. “I wanted to make sure this was as pleasurable for you as possible.”
Becca moved her hips forward into Lane's willing hand. “God, that feels so good.”
“Come for us, Becca,” Lane said. “I want to see you let go.”
She met Lane's gaze and knew that he wasn't playing some game. He really wanted to make her orgasm. The knowledge allowed her to relax and let go. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back on Gabe's shoulder as the men caressed her body. She felt Gabe's hands on her nipples, rubbing and stroking them until they formed sharp peaks. Lane's expert fingers made short, rough movements on her clit, causing moisture to pool between her thighs.
Gabe rubbed his shaft in between her ass cheeks and hummed his approval. “That's it, baby, let yourself go.”
She whimpered and tightened her grip on Lane’s shaft when Gabe tugged on her nipples.
“Fuck, Becca,” Lane said. “That's incredible.”
Becca made a low, throaty sound. The men doubled their efforts. Desire swirled through her bloodstream until the world around her faded away. The men pushed her higher and higher, until a familiar pressure built deep inside her core.
“I'm close,” she whispered. Again and again they assaulted her senses, until Becca thought she’d explode from pleasure.
“Now, Lane.”
On Gabe's command, Lane shifted his hand, keeping his thumb on her clit and pushing his finger deep into her pussy.
Becca sank down on his finger, maximizing the stretching feeling along her inner walls. Her orgasm ripped through her body. She came hard and fast, the force crashing through her like a tremendous wave. She cried out, and Gabe turned her head and covered her mouth with his own. He swallowed her cries while her body rocked with ecstasy.
Joy poured through her, leaving her weak and boneless. Never before had she felt anything so strong or so powerful. When the last tendrils of joy left her body, she sank down on top of Lane.
“Oh no, you don't.” Gabe left her breasts and slid his hands down to her waist. “Up you go.” He lifted her up and away from Lane’s warm embrace. Lane grabbed his cock and positioned it at her opening. Becca gasped when Gabe set her down on Lane's erection. Lane slid in easily, gliding through her wet channel as if he had done it hundreds of times before.
“More?” She opened her eyes.
“Oh baby.” Lane grabbed her hips. “We've only just begun.” He arched his back, pushing his cock up and into her body. Despite her orgasm, Becca felt the twinge of desire begin once again in her lower abdomen. Lane retreated then pushed again, stretching her inner walls and driving himself deep into her channel.
“You feel amazing.” Her whispered as he pushed the last bit of his erection home.
“So do you.” Becca leaned forward and braced her weight on his chest. She moved her hips in time to Lane's thrusts, and soon they developed a steady rhythm. Back and forth, in and out. Having sex with Lane was so different than with Gabe. Lane’s cock was thicker, stretching her more than ever before. As a result, Becca soon felt her desire spiraling out of control.
“Kiss me.” Lane reached down between them and pressed her clit.
She did as she was told, moaning as his taste once again filled her mouth.
“Fuck, that looks so hot.”
Lane tore his mouth away from Becca. “You better hurry, buddy. I don't know how much more I can take.”
Gabe rubbed his hands over her ass. “Slow down, then. I want to make sure this lasts.”
Lane eased his movements, causing Becca to whimper. Gabe chuckled and rubbed his finger along the opening in her backside. “Just some lotion to make sure things go smoothly,” he said.
Becca groaned as Gabe toyed with her opening. He ran the tip of his finger around the rim, then dipped it into her ass.
“Fuck, that feels good,” Lane said. “She tightens her
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