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tear, but she didn’t care. It was suddenly the sexiest thing in the world to her, the little sign that they didn’t want to unwrap their present. Not completely. Not yet.
She felt the head of his cock slip through her wet arousal and she clenched her muscles in anticipation. With his first shallow thrust Georgia began to shiver, her body trying to stretch to accommodate him. She whimpered. “ Chris .”
His fingers tightened their grip on her hips. “Now she says my name, “ he muttered. His voice guttural. “I’m already on the edge, baby. Already…yes, take me. You can take me.”
Jimmy’s lips caressed her neck, his hands stroking her back. Then Flynn’s hands. All of them watching, needing to touch her as she lowered herself onto Chris’s thick cock. “Oh God.”
She reached out with one hand balanced on the couch, the other reached behind her to stroke a male hip. Jimmy. He hissed. “That’s right, Georgia. Let him inside. Show us exactly what you want, exactly what you fantasized about.”
His words had her rocking against Chris, feeling her muscles instinctively tighten and release around him as her arousal grew. Jimmy stepped closer and her fingers slid across his hip and onto his erection. She closed her hand around him and tightened. Yes. Oh, yes, she’d fantasized about this.
“You’re turn, Flynn.” Jimmy’s rough comment made Georgia still the motion of her hips.
Chris groaned. “Don’t stop, baby. Please. It feels too good.”
It did. She could hardly imagine it feeling better. The idea was a little overwhelming. Frightening.
Intriguing.
Flynn’s hand on her back grew firm. “Lean forward, Georgia. That’s right. Kiss him. Kiss him and feel what I’m going to do to you. Let go.”
She leaned forward, pressing her chest against Chris’s massive torso and burying her face in his neck. The movement changed the angle of his thrusts just enough to make them both moan in pleasure.
Warm liquid slid across her bottom and into the seam between her cheeks. She felt Flynn’s fingers massaging the rounded curve of her ass, her thighs. The liquid started to tingle. “What is that?”
“Peppermint flavored lube,” Flynn muttered. “It was a gag gift from a fellow instructor. Had no idea I’d be using it any time soon. But now that I am, I’m going to have to have a taste.”
That was the only warning Georgia got. Then she was shouting with shocked laughter and need as Flynn lowered his head and began to lick her skin as if she were his very own candy cane.
Chapter Six
Flynn had a talented tongue. He licked his way between the sensitive skin of her upper thigh and the curve of her behind, making her giggle while he let out sounds of enjoyment. Everywhere his tongue touched, the heat and tingling sensations of the peppermint oil increased.
“Whatever you’re doing, she loves it,” Chris had his jaw clenched tight. “She’s squeezing my cock in a death grip. Fuck. Don’t stop, Georgia.”
More oil, more licking. Georgia was losing herself to it, lifting her bottom higher in the air before lowering it against Chris’s hips. And then Flynn stopped her with his hands a little lower than Chris’s.
He stretched his fingers wide on her cheeks, spreading them to reveal her most intimate, untouched skin to his gaze. Someone—it had to be Jimmy, but Georgia couldn’t look—dropped more oil in the newly revealed space, and Flynn lowered his head.
He was licking her… there .
“What are you…oh, oh— Oh !” Georgia screamed. Another orgasm. Another flash of lightning and heat. Flynn had pushed his tongue inside her, just as Chris had thrust and she was lost and shaking against them.
“I had no idea you were such a dirty bastard, Flynn. Or that Georgia here would love it quite so much.” Jimmy came around so she could see him and smiled tightly. “You’ve got a bad girl streak in there don’t you?”
Georgia, still panting, ran her hands through
She felt the head of his cock slip through her wet arousal and she clenched her muscles in anticipation. With his first shallow thrust Georgia began to shiver, her body trying to stretch to accommodate him. She whimpered. “ Chris .”
His fingers tightened their grip on her hips. “Now she says my name, “ he muttered. His voice guttural. “I’m already on the edge, baby. Already…yes, take me. You can take me.”
Jimmy’s lips caressed her neck, his hands stroking her back. Then Flynn’s hands. All of them watching, needing to touch her as she lowered herself onto Chris’s thick cock. “Oh God.”
She reached out with one hand balanced on the couch, the other reached behind her to stroke a male hip. Jimmy. He hissed. “That’s right, Georgia. Let him inside. Show us exactly what you want, exactly what you fantasized about.”
His words had her rocking against Chris, feeling her muscles instinctively tighten and release around him as her arousal grew. Jimmy stepped closer and her fingers slid across his hip and onto his erection. She closed her hand around him and tightened. Yes. Oh, yes, she’d fantasized about this.
“You’re turn, Flynn.” Jimmy’s rough comment made Georgia still the motion of her hips.
Chris groaned. “Don’t stop, baby. Please. It feels too good.”
It did. She could hardly imagine it feeling better. The idea was a little overwhelming. Frightening.
Intriguing.
Flynn’s hand on her back grew firm. “Lean forward, Georgia. That’s right. Kiss him. Kiss him and feel what I’m going to do to you. Let go.”
She leaned forward, pressing her chest against Chris’s massive torso and burying her face in his neck. The movement changed the angle of his thrusts just enough to make them both moan in pleasure.
Warm liquid slid across her bottom and into the seam between her cheeks. She felt Flynn’s fingers massaging the rounded curve of her ass, her thighs. The liquid started to tingle. “What is that?”
“Peppermint flavored lube,” Flynn muttered. “It was a gag gift from a fellow instructor. Had no idea I’d be using it any time soon. But now that I am, I’m going to have to have a taste.”
That was the only warning Georgia got. Then she was shouting with shocked laughter and need as Flynn lowered his head and began to lick her skin as if she were his very own candy cane.
Chapter Six
Flynn had a talented tongue. He licked his way between the sensitive skin of her upper thigh and the curve of her behind, making her giggle while he let out sounds of enjoyment. Everywhere his tongue touched, the heat and tingling sensations of the peppermint oil increased.
“Whatever you’re doing, she loves it,” Chris had his jaw clenched tight. “She’s squeezing my cock in a death grip. Fuck. Don’t stop, Georgia.”
More oil, more licking. Georgia was losing herself to it, lifting her bottom higher in the air before lowering it against Chris’s hips. And then Flynn stopped her with his hands a little lower than Chris’s.
He stretched his fingers wide on her cheeks, spreading them to reveal her most intimate, untouched skin to his gaze. Someone—it had to be Jimmy, but Georgia couldn’t look—dropped more oil in the newly revealed space, and Flynn lowered his head.
He was licking her… there .
“What are you…oh, oh— Oh !” Georgia screamed. Another orgasm. Another flash of lightning and heat. Flynn had pushed his tongue inside her, just as Chris had thrust and she was lost and shaking against them.
“I had no idea you were such a dirty bastard, Flynn. Or that Georgia here would love it quite so much.” Jimmy came around so she could see him and smiled tightly. “You’ve got a bad girl streak in there don’t you?”
Georgia, still panting, ran her hands through
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