her, scorching her.
His eyes hot, Connor looked at her and said with a smile of satisfaction, “Now we know that she’s multi-orgasmic. That’s two. What say we go for three?”
She shivered at his words, she was limp, muscles heavy, when someone held a bottle of champagne to her lips. She looked up to find Jed standing there holding the bottle, his brown eyes sympathetic and hot. She looked at him gratefully, drinking thirstily and far too fast. On an empty stomach she knew the champagne would hit her like a ton of bricks, but she might need it.
While Cherry hadn’t known what to expect, this was beyond her wildest fantasy. Every muscle shivered with pleasure, with need and desire. She had wanted this and now she could only surrender to it. She was bound and helpless and it was incredible. She had never been so turned on, so hot in her entire life. There were three gorgeous men touching her, pleasuring her.
She smiled a little as Jed’s mouth covered hers, his tongue licking at her lower lip, sucking on it lightly. She opened her mouth to him, his tongue went deep as someone massaged her breasts again and Connor’s hand cupped her mound.
Jed tasted of champagne and her own musk. His mouth was firm but not too hard as it moved over hers.
A groan escaped her as a finger speared up into her depths. Involuntarily her hips rose as much as she could lift them in that position.
God, she needed to be filled, to be fucked.
Connor lowered his mouth to Cherry’s clit, touching just the tip of his tongue to it, his finger stroking within her as he searched for just the right spot inside her. Her body clenched around his finger as Connor found what he had been looking for and stroked, his finger sliding over her G-spot.
“Dear God, she’s so tight, so wet and so hot,” he said as her slick internal muscles closed around his finger. “So sweet.”
It was astonishing, the heat of her nearly scorching.
A soft moan whispered out of her as he stroked and Erik returned to her breasts, devouring first one then the other, sucking hard on her until her nipples were rigid and distended, his hands closing around them, squeezing them and kneading, his fingers pressing into the smooth, soft, white flesh.
Cherry arched her back to give him more.
“Look at them, Conn,” Erik said, his voice reverent, his hands filled with her bountiful tits, closing around them so that they rose and mounded.
They were beautiful, that was certain, Connor had loved sucking on them.
Sliding another finger into her, Connor licked lightly at her clit until she moaned, her hips pumping as her inner muscles clenched, flexing around his fingers. Using her own juices as lubrication, he brushed his thumb over the tight little entrance to her anus, pressing lightly. She trembled, hips lifting again. He pressed harder and her hips bucked.
He had his own private fantasy that not all women enjoyed, one that Jed and Erik shared.
Her head tossed, her eyelids fluttered.
Promising.
Deliberately he swirled her clit with his tongue as he stroked her within and without, pressing his thumb against her anus lightly and listening to the moan building in her throat. He drew her swollen clit gently into his mouth and suckled softly but with steadily increasing force.
To his delight Connor watched Cherry arch her body as tight as a bow as she cried out her pleasure once more. Her body trembled as he sucked on her until she sobbed her release.
He straightened and she went absolutely limp, too weak to move, her head lolling, her hair splayed over the table and around her lovely face.
There was no doubt in his mind that pretty Cherry was multi-orgasmic and would keep coming until they stopped toying with her. Which could be a long time.
He looked at Jed and Erik. Jed was stroking his cock through the fabric of his pants. Erik’s erection pressed hard against his slacks.
“As long as she’s willing, it looks to me as if we’re keeping her,” Connor