you.”
“You must have experienced an orgasm, right? You’ve read those books,” said Diego.
Oh yes. The romance books were very helpful indeed, but orgasms? The ones she’d had before she read some of the more erotic books had been mildly pleasing. The ones she had now were much better. But she felt sure these men would improve on them still further.
“Has anyone ever kissed you properly? Really kissed you? Like this.” Monty tilted her head sideways a little then placed his lips over hers, gently pressing them to hers, yet somehow demanding her response. She couldn’t help but kiss him back.
He turned her properly into his arms, holding her body pressed tightly against his, one arm now around her waist, the other hand on the back of her head as he deepened the kiss. Monty licked along the seam of her mouth until she opened her lips and let him inside. Next, he slid his tongue into her mouth questioningly, as if he was waiting for her to accept him. She sucked on it to tell him she was okay with the program so far.
Once he received her approval, he deepened the kiss until he was pumping his tongue in and out of her mouth, tasting every inch of her, and then sucking her tongue. He moved so fast her senses swam, and lust built up deep inside her. By the time they broke apart, she was gasping for breath.
He turned her sideways again, and Diego pulled her against him, kissing the shell of her ear and then her cheek, her eyebrow, and along her jaw line. When he reached her lips, he nibbled on them until she opened her mouth to him, and he kissed her deeply. Diego slid one leg between hers, letting her feel the hard ridge of his cock against her belly. He rubbed his leg against her pussy, cranking up the need inside her ever higher as he gently stroked his tongue inside her mouth, exploring behind her teeth and rubbing his tongue along hers as he was rubbing his leg on her pussy.
Then she was turned to face Vallen. Vallen was more dominant, driving his tongue into her mouth, demanding more from her, holding her firmly and kissing her hard until she felt her bones melting under the onslaught of his mouth. By the time he lifted his lips, her heart was pounding and her chest heaving with the need to breathe.
Monty dragged a stool over beside her, sat on it, and placed her on his lap. “Now, would you like to experience a little more from us?”
She nodded without thinking, and Diego was instantly behind her, sliding his hands inside her silk shirt. In no time at all, her bra was undone and his hands were on her breasts, massaging the globes and teasing the nipples.
The lust that had been racing through her bloodstream now translated into cream filling her cunt. Diego was touching her perfectly—gently but firmly. He stroked and petted her sensitive skin, trailing his pinky fingers along the underside of her breasts while his thumbs played with her nipples. Then her shirt disappeared, and Monty’s mouth was on one breast, sucking her nipple.
No man had ever done that before. She’d actually managed to lick her own nipple once, after several minutes of extensive effort, but guessed she either needed a longer neck or bigger breasts to do it properly. It certainly hadn’t sent the immediate intense sensation of passion through to her core that Monty had achieved instantly.
Her back arched as her body pushed her breast up into his mouth, with almost no input from her at all.
Diego’s hand trailed over her skin, sliding smoothly, stopping to paint warm curves and spirals and then to dive into her belly button and rub around the tiny indentation. He kissed the back of her neck as his hands drifted lower and lower. Suddenly, the only thing she could think of was him touching her pussy lips or her clit. Or maybe even sliding inside her. Hell . At that thought, cream dampened her panties.
His breath was warm against her skin as he whispered, “You like that, don’t you.”
“Yes.”
“You want more.” It
Yvette Hines, Monique Lamont