rippling along his dick inside her. She pressed down on Ethan, who
pushed up into her cunt, his rhythm faster, his groin rubbing her clit.
“God,
Ethan, yes.”
“You’re
getting wetter.”
She
was, so wet she worried he’d slide out, so she squeezed around him. She wanted
to feel his orgasm as much as she wanted her own. His thrusts forced her back
against Zach, who wrapped his arms around her and held on, still deep inside
her, his cock dragging on the sensitive skin of her ass. Ethan pounded upward,
driving her crazy as his body rubbed against her clit, his cock against another
sensitive spot deep inside her.
Heat
wrapped around her and her muscles clenched. She didn’t want the fullness, the
caresses to end, but she was close. Every nerve focused on the penetration,
every muscle tightened in anticipation of the pleasure. And then the
combination of Ethan’s cock and Zach’s, the friction against her clit, had her
shattering. She released with a cry, muscles squeezing, head back against Zach’s
chest as Ethan surged up to kiss her nipple, his hand on her other breast, and
he came, too, pulsing up into her in hot bursts.
Zach
withdrew from her ass slowly, carefully, and moved around the bed to the
bathroom to dispose of his condom. Ethan rolled onto his side, placing Jill on
the bed beside him and kissing her softly. Moments later, the bed behind her
dipped and Zach’s body warmed her back, his hand on her thigh, his mouth at the
back of her neck.
She
floated in a sensual haze, her body stretched and satisfied, two gorgeous men
kissing her and stroking her skin. She’d been damn well satisfied, but the
tender caresses were arousing her all over again. Her hand on the back of Ethan’s
head, she guided him to her breast, wanting the roughness of his stubble, the
heat of his mouth. Zach’s hand was on her hip, easing her onto her back, and he
edged down the bed, his lips making a trail down her side.
“Zach.”
She pressed her thighs together, not sure she was ready for more, not after
that. Okay, maybe her body was, but her mind…
“I
want to lick you.”
“Christ,”
Ethan muttered, his tone unreadable, but the thought loosened her thighs and
she opened for him.
Zach
grinned up at her, tracing his fingers over her naked mons, then focusing on
her open cunt. Ethan’s fingers coasted over her breasts, tugging at her
nipples. She gasped and curved her hand around the back of his head, bringing
his mouth to hers. They kissed, his tongue licking at her lips, dipping
between, just as Zach thrust his tongue into her channel before darting up to
her clit, circling it, then thrusting inside her again.
She
hadn’t thought she could come again, and yet the sensation coiled hot inside
her, so she lifted her hips against Zach’s face. He didn’t hurry, kept the same
pace as he licked her clit. She rolled her hips gently, moving against Zach’s
tongue. The orgasm that swept through her tightened her muscles before
releasing every one of them, pleasure exploding in bursts along its path, and
she moaned into Ethan’s mouth as the very last of the orgasm burst, leaving her
boneless on the bed.
“Did
you like it?” Zach asked, sliding back up the bed to stretch out beside her.
“Liked
it,” she managed, her head buried in Ethan’s throat as she drifted off, never
more relaxed in her life.
****
Ethan
held her in his arms and eased onto his back, staring at the ceiling. The
weather was going to let up soon, and then what? He’d fallen for a girl who’d
wanted two men at once. Did that mean he’d never be enough for her? That he’d
have to work twice as hard to please her? Or was she just giving into the
boredom of being stuck here with the man she wanted as her lover and the man
who used to be her lover?
Zach,
still stretched out on the other side of Jill, and was snoring lightly, still
naked. Ethan wished he could sleep. Instead, he edged out from beneath her and
decided to walk down to the café
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