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against Trig’s hand, gasping when her clit throbbed painfully. Okay, maybe there was a need to hurry. “Trigger, touch my clit, please, I’m begging you.”
“Trigger, the lady wants to feel your fingers inside her. He likes pussy, Kailey. Trigger would rather eat pussy than food, I believe.”
Oh God, that felt so good. Trigger’s finger slid across her clit. Bullet’s hands were on her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples. Oh God, she wanted Trigger’s mouth on her, just like last night.
“Shut up, Bullet.” Trig’s voice was ragged when he spoke, growling at Bullet. She didn’t care as long as those long slim fingers pressed inside her continued stroking her. He pressed his palm against her clit. Oh God , she arched into his hand, grinding her pussy in time to his stroking.
“I’m a tits man myself, and you have glorious tits, Kailey.” Bullet pulled her nipples, twisting gently, his mouth hot against her neck. “Trigger, tell the lady how glorious her tits are.”
Trigger simply growled, his mouth turning hard against hers, his hand between her legs growing insistent, faster. He pressed a second finger inside her, pumping her.
“She’s wet, Trigger, dripping down her legs wet. Christ, we need to move this party upstairs before I bend her over right here in the corridor.”
In the corridor! Oh God, Bullet’s fingers were so much larger than Trig’s, thicker. He pressed into her, joining Trig’s fingers; her vagina stretched almost painfully when he entered a second one, then he withdrew, leaving her gasping. “She’s fucking hot, Trig. We need to go upstairs now, man.”
He pressed against her back hole, inserting a finger, swirling, withdrawing, dabbling in her slick vagina, then returning. “Have you ever been fucked here, Kailey?” His voice overwhelmed her; Trig’s kisses stunned her silent. She could only nod yes.
“Jesus,” he said, stretching her wider, impaling her in one long, slow thrust with one finger.
She cried out; colors she didn’t know existed swirled in her brain. His fingers moved inside her, long, slow, liquid thrusts. She tightened her arms around his neck, arching against Trig when Bullet lifted her leg, holding her wide open and pressing ever deeper inside her. Trig’s fingers were slick inside her vagina, thrusting deeper until the colors burst. She cried out against his mouth, orgasm licking greedily at her, rocking her against both men, whirling and swirling until there was nothing left of her but a puddle. “Oh, God, Trig.”
* * * *
“My place.” Her voice was distant; her body trembled as Bullet held her, supporting her weight and Trig’s. “I’m parked outside, red SUV.”
“My room would be quicker, or Trigger’s.” He loved the little sounds she made when he touched her. Her nipples were swollen, sensitive. The simple act of pulling her dress into place had her gasping. Damn, she was ready to go again. Her cries of pleasure had hardly stopped ringing in the hallway, and she was arching against Trig, wanting more.
Trig was lost, his eyes veiled with need so dark Bullet really was afraid he would do her right here. “We’re lucky no one came around the corner. Christ, Trigger, we need to move this party to someplace much less public.”
Lust cleared Trig’s eyes in an instant. He rose to his full height and looked around, a horrified look on his face. “Shit, that was out of control.”
“No kidding.” Bullet helped Kailey steady herself on her feet. Her hair was tousled, her eyes overly brilliant, but she seemed presentable otherwise. Trig had a bulge in his trousers, his eyes distant; he looked fine as well. “Where’s your place, Kailey?”
“Half a mile down the street, I rented a house for the month, I wanted more room. King-size bed.” Her words were slightly slurred. She wasn’t drunk; she’d only had one drink that she didn’t finish, so it must the sex. Getting finger-fucked in public seemed to have that effect
“Trigger, the lady wants to feel your fingers inside her. He likes pussy, Kailey. Trigger would rather eat pussy than food, I believe.”
Oh God, that felt so good. Trigger’s finger slid across her clit. Bullet’s hands were on her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples. Oh God, she wanted Trigger’s mouth on her, just like last night.
“Shut up, Bullet.” Trig’s voice was ragged when he spoke, growling at Bullet. She didn’t care as long as those long slim fingers pressed inside her continued stroking her. He pressed his palm against her clit. Oh God , she arched into his hand, grinding her pussy in time to his stroking.
“I’m a tits man myself, and you have glorious tits, Kailey.” Bullet pulled her nipples, twisting gently, his mouth hot against her neck. “Trigger, tell the lady how glorious her tits are.”
Trigger simply growled, his mouth turning hard against hers, his hand between her legs growing insistent, faster. He pressed a second finger inside her, pumping her.
“She’s wet, Trigger, dripping down her legs wet. Christ, we need to move this party upstairs before I bend her over right here in the corridor.”
In the corridor! Oh God, Bullet’s fingers were so much larger than Trig’s, thicker. He pressed into her, joining Trig’s fingers; her vagina stretched almost painfully when he entered a second one, then he withdrew, leaving her gasping. “She’s fucking hot, Trig. We need to go upstairs now, man.”
He pressed against her back hole, inserting a finger, swirling, withdrawing, dabbling in her slick vagina, then returning. “Have you ever been fucked here, Kailey?” His voice overwhelmed her; Trig’s kisses stunned her silent. She could only nod yes.
“Jesus,” he said, stretching her wider, impaling her in one long, slow thrust with one finger.
She cried out; colors she didn’t know existed swirled in her brain. His fingers moved inside her, long, slow, liquid thrusts. She tightened her arms around his neck, arching against Trig when Bullet lifted her leg, holding her wide open and pressing ever deeper inside her. Trig’s fingers were slick inside her vagina, thrusting deeper until the colors burst. She cried out against his mouth, orgasm licking greedily at her, rocking her against both men, whirling and swirling until there was nothing left of her but a puddle. “Oh, God, Trig.”
* * * *
“My place.” Her voice was distant; her body trembled as Bullet held her, supporting her weight and Trig’s. “I’m parked outside, red SUV.”
“My room would be quicker, or Trigger’s.” He loved the little sounds she made when he touched her. Her nipples were swollen, sensitive. The simple act of pulling her dress into place had her gasping. Damn, she was ready to go again. Her cries of pleasure had hardly stopped ringing in the hallway, and she was arching against Trig, wanting more.
Trig was lost, his eyes veiled with need so dark Bullet really was afraid he would do her right here. “We’re lucky no one came around the corner. Christ, Trigger, we need to move this party to someplace much less public.”
Lust cleared Trig’s eyes in an instant. He rose to his full height and looked around, a horrified look on his face. “Shit, that was out of control.”
“No kidding.” Bullet helped Kailey steady herself on her feet. Her hair was tousled, her eyes overly brilliant, but she seemed presentable otherwise. Trig had a bulge in his trousers, his eyes distant; he looked fine as well. “Where’s your place, Kailey?”
“Half a mile down the street, I rented a house for the month, I wanted more room. King-size bed.” Her words were slightly slurred. She wasn’t drunk; she’d only had one drink that she didn’t finish, so it must the sex. Getting finger-fucked in public seemed to have that effect
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