and down her neck.
Rachel arched eagerly to give Boone access, crying out her pleasure. Chase’s tongue slid repeatedly through her slit, teasing her by flicking his tongue lightly all around her and chuckling when she tried to wiggle in their grasp.
“Chase, stop teasing me,” Rachel cried out in a tortured wail.
“I’ll give you what you need, sugar baby. Are you going to give us what we need?”
Rachel heard the hard edge of determination under the teasing tone, but ignored it. She wanted Boone’s lips on hers again, but he denied her, deftly nipping and nibbling on her sensitive neck and shoulders. She thrashed, but being held like this she couldn’t move at all.
“Stop struggling, baby,” Boone said against her lips. “You have to be careful now.”
“Then don’t tease me,” she gasped when Chase’s tongue pressed into her.
“You are going to come home with us, baby, aren’t you?” Boone asked near her ear.
“No. Please, Chase.” Her clit swelled and throbbed as he continued to tease it, flicking it with his tongue just often enough to keep sending her higher, keep her juices flowing but not enough to send her over. She tried to twist away from his teasing mouth to no avail. She couldn’t move closer or close her legs. His broad shoulders kept her thighs spread wide.
“Baby, we want to take care of you and the baby. We love you both very much.” Boone ran a thumb back and forth over a sensitive nipple.
“No,” Rachel panted. “I know you don’t love me. Don’t lie to me. I’ll have sex with you, just don’t lie to me.”
“We do love you,” Boone insisted, “but we know it’s going to take a while for you to believe it. In the meantime, we want to take care of you. Say you’ll move in with us, and Chase will give you what you want.”
Chase’s mouth never faltered while Boone spoke to her. Now he blew lightly on her clit, while his fingers stroked her dripping pussy, curling them inside her and making her cry out.
A flick of his tongue had her arching on Boone’s lap as she cried out hoarsely. Just when she thought she’d go over, Chase removed his fingers.
“No, damn you,” she wailed and used her heels to kick at his back. She grabbed Boone’s shoulder and back, desperately trying to hold on.
“She’s a wild one, isn’t she?” Chase chuckled and lifted his head, only to lower it again.
Boone leaned down and used the flat of his tongue to lick her nipple, making her cry out again. With his head poised above her breast, Boone rumbled, his breath hot on her moist nipple. “Chase and I can do this for hours, baby.” He licked her nipple again. “A man can get lost in the taste of his woman. You’re our woman. While you’re getting used to it, we’ll give you this pleasure over and over.” Boone lowered his head to suck a nipple into his mouth at the same time Chase used her own juices to lube her and began to press a finger into her bottom.
Gasping a cry, she dug her heels into Chase’s back and hung on desperately to Boone.
“Your little bottom is holding on tight, sugar,” Chase informed her smugly. He swept his tongue over her clit, and she felt the warning signs.
So close!
“If you come home with us, I’ll take your bottom nice and slow. I’ll make you come so hard, baby.” Another swipe of his tongue and the feel of teeth scraping her nipple had her thrashing in their grasp, inadvertently taking Chase’s blunt finger deeper. Oh! It felt so good. How had she ever survived without them?
“Yes, Rachel. You like that. Say the word, and I’ll suck on your shiny little clit.” Another devastating lick, a little more of his finger.
“Say it, sugar,” Chase taunted.
Boone lifted his head from her breast and began nibbling at her bottom lip, his fingers poised over her nipple, holding it but not exerting any pressure.
One touch, one tiny bit more and she’d go over. So close. But they played her body well, and knew just how close she’d
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