Read Online Jordan, Olivia - Carly's Two-Stepping Temptations [Studio Seductions 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Olivia Jordan - Free Book Online

sandwiched between both men. Her breasts tickled, her clit pulsed, and her pussy throbbed as she sped through the streets, running yellow lights and taking sharp turns.
    Soon, she found herself in a part of town she hardly thought about and rarely visited, the part of town where houses cost more than she expected to earn in her entire lifetime. She drove down the expanse that was Heath’s driveway and gasped when she finally stopped in front of his elegant stone mansion, surrounded by lush, well-sculpted landscaping.
    Carly’s hands started to shake as she approached the front door and rang the bell.
    “There you are,” Heath said with a grin as he opened the door. “We were beginning to think you weren’t going to show up.”
    “Taletha grabbed me just as I was heading out. She needed to talk with me for a minute.”
    “Well, you’re here now.” He pulled her inside, slammed the door shut, and pressed her up against the wall, locking his lips against hers, sliding his tongue between her teeth. She never realized her cunt could throb so hard, that it could be so needy for attention.
    “My turn,” Jared said, playfully shoving Heath aside. He took Carly’s face in his hands and kissed her gently, pressing deeper and harder as time elapsed. When he finally pulled away, Carly was gasping for breath.
    “I think I need to sit down,” she said, a smile forming on her lips.
    “I have an even better idea.” Heath grabbed her hand and started leading her up the staircase. Jared followed close behind them. Carly marveled briefly at the simple yet elegant furniture, but did not have much time to focus on her surroundings before the weight of the two men against her body crashed her into the soft mattress.
    One set of hands pulled at her skirt, and the other worked on pulling off her tank top. She sent each of her hands pawing at their belts, but found it was difficult to undo a buckle with one hand, especially when she had both men distracting her, caressing the skin of her breasts just above her bra line, teasing the flesh of her inner thighs.
    “I think she needs a little help,” Jared said, standing up and unbuckling his belt. He made a show of pulling it off, sliding it slowly through the loops before flinging it off to the side. Heath followed suit, then moved on to his jeans, sliding his zipper up and down several times before sliding them off his legs. Jared one-upped him, taking his boxer shorts down along with his pants, making Heath rush to slide out of his own underwear, his rigid cock bouncing with the sudden freedom.
    As both men pulled their shirts over their heads, Carly wiggled out of the last of her clothing and sprawled out on the bed, legs slightly apart, striking the most alluring pose she could think of. Once her men were free of their clothing, they both stepped back, their eyes growing wide.
    “Oh my god,” Heath gasped, bringing his hand up to his throat, as though he actually couldn’t breathe.
    “What?” she asked.
    “You’re beautiful,” he said. “I mean, you’re really beautiful. I’ve been fantasizing about you naked all week, and you’re even more gorgeous than I ever could have imagined.” He jumped back on the mattress and pressed Carly back into the pillows as he kissed her.
    Carly felt herself blush. Nobody had ever said something so sweet to her before. Nobody had ever seemed overwhelmed by her beauty before. Although she didn’t have much time to dwell on the compliment before she was overwhelmed by the sensation of four hands running all over her. Jared eased one finger around her clit, sending her entire body into spasms of pleasure. Then he plunged two fingers into her wet pussy, finding her swollen G-spot. Heath turned his attention to her clit so that both pleasure points were being stimulated at once.
    Carly sank back into the pillows as pleasure overwhelmed her. She closed her eyes, blocking out the world, allowing herself to focus only on the way they touched