lost, immerse
herself so deeply in the experience that she thought of nothing else but the breathtaking pleasure she
knew they would give her.
She pushed back against Jace, her mouth sliding over Ash’s rigid penis, his taste rough, masculine
on her tongue.
Jace smacked his hand over her ass, startling her, but the sensation wrenched a groan from her
mouth, vibrating over Ash’s cock.
“Patience, baby,” Jace murmured. “Want to make this good. You’re so fucking sweet. Don’t want it
to be over too quickly.”
“Fucking hell,” Ash moaned when her tongue swirled around the mushroom head of his cock. “Not
going to last this way. Her mouth is like silk.”
She smiled, suddenly confident in her ability to make them as crazy as they were making her.
“Sweetheart, you keep working that mouth around my dick the way you are, I’m going to come all
over that tongue, and like Jace said, definitely don’t want this over with too quickly. Want to fuck that
mouth for as long as possible.”
Jace’s hands tightened on her ass. His entire body went tense but she knew it wasn’t from
impending release. He seemed . . . agitated. Every time Ash spoke, Jace went rigid. Almost like he
wanted to forget the other man was present. How weird was that? It was obvious from the way Ash
had spoken that this was not an unusual practice for them. She briefly wondered if they swung both
ways, but they’d kept a careful distance from each other. There’d been nothing to hint that they were
remotely attracted to each other. Now her? They were definitely attracted—at least physically—to
her.
Jace resumed his careful thrusts, his cock growing larger with every push. He seemed near to
exploding and she wondered if she would even be able to accommodate him if he got any bigger. But
the sensation of so much cock stuffed into her pussy was amazing.
He withdrew, dragging the head of his cock to the mouth of her pussy then pulled out even more
until the tip barely rimmed her opening. Then he shoved in, quick, hard, hot.
She gasped and her entire body spasmed. She shook uncontrollably, her hands suddenly weak and
unable to support her. Her arms folded and Ash caught her, going down to a sitting position so her
mouth was still solidly around his erection. He caressed her hair, one hand on her chin, the other
stroking through her tresses. It was . . . nice. They seemed so caring, which was stupid of her to even
think. They didn’t give a shit about her. She was just pussy to them. A piece of ass.
“Didn’t say you couldn’t come, sweetheart,” Ash said gruffly. “Just that Jace and I want to last a
little longer. You’ll come again. I guarantee that. Don’t hold back. I want that mouth working around
my dick while you come and Jace wants that pussy to grip him like a fist.”
“Ash . . . Shut up,” Jace growled.
Ash went silent, but her body coiled, seemingly released by Ash’s husky words. Her orgasm rose,
like flame to dry wood, crackling and blazing out of control. She couldn’t stay still. Ash’s hand
tightened at her chin when she threatened to let his cock fall from her mouth. He pushed in deeper,
seeking depth as she pushed back frantically against Jace.
“Please,” she gasped out around Ash’s cock. “Harder, Jace. I need it harder. Please. ”
“Fucking hell, Jace. Give it to her,” Ash said in a strained voice.
Jace’s big hands spread out over her back, stroking reverently before sliding down to cup her ass
in a deliciously possessive grip. He began to thrust hard. Rapid. Stroking deep, the friction so utterly
delicious that the room began to spin around her.
She closed her eyes and sucked Ash deeper, her mouth tightening. Her entire body shook with the
force of Jace’s possession. The pressure was exquisitely unbearable. The rush began low in her
belly, coming from the very heart of her, tightening viciously, coiling, snapping like a whip, spreading
like