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Authors: Delilah Devlin
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right over his mouth, he cupped her ass and settled down to show her just how much fun this could be.
Her sexy wiggles showed him just where she wanted his mouth, and he lazily sucked on her plump outer lips while she dove down his cock. Soon the moist, juicy noises they made were accompanied by lusty sighs and groans.
She clenched her lips tightly around him and sucked, drawing off him and then sinking down again, letting his cock slide along her tongue and the roof of her mouth, fingers tugging his balls and another naughty finger rubbing the sensitive spot beneath. Again, her finger strayed and Joe let her have her way, trying to distract her by giving her sex long strokes with the flat of his tongue that started at her perineum and didn’t draw back until he’d stroked her burgeoning clit.
She wiggled her ass again and tightened her thighs. She dove again and let him butt against the back of her throat. When she held there, he tensed, and sure enough, she swallowed, the sensation of her throat opening and closing around his head so delicious his belly quivered against her.
When she slid her finger between his buttocks, he didn’t have the heart to stop her. A small tip traced a circle around his asshole and then sank inside.
Joe groaned against her sex and then burrowed against her clit, latching his mouth around it, sucking it and tapping it with his tongue.
She burrowed deeper while she lashed her tongue against the side of his cock, and he couldn’t stand it a second longer. He bent his knees and pushed up his hips, trying to fuck her mouth, but she withdrew.
“Stormy,” he growled.
She climbed off him and knelt beside his body, eyeing him from his chest to his bobbing cock. “I think I’d like that ride now.”
A decisive man, he jackknifed up, putting his back against the headboard and opened his arms. When she would have crawled over him, facing him, he shook his head, gripping her waist and turning her to face away.
With her hair shifting around her shoulders as she tossed it back, she climbed over him, placed the tip of his cock at her entrance and then slowly eased down, giving him shallow circles as she worked her way down.
His heart thudded inside his chest as he realized that even after yesterday’s outburst, she hadn’t hesitated for want of a condom. She trusted his intentions at least that much.
Joe was glad she couldn’t see his face. He knew everything he felt was there. The awe that this beautiful, spirited woman was with him. The lust that tightened his jaw and the grip of his hands on her hips.
More than anything, he wanted to set the pace, but he let her make several slow up-and-down glides, her channel gripping him all the way, dragging along his shaft. Moisture spilled from inside her, adding a slick punctuation to her quickening motions.
When her hands disappeared, he knew she touched herself, that she was playing with her clit. More than anything, he wished Cam was here to watch, because she needed someone to see what this was doing to her, keep her naked and shaken, vulnerable, before her pride and humor stole the poignant moment.
And suddenly, she stopped. She gazed back at him, a question in her eyes.
For once, he couldn’t guess what she was thinking, but he gave her a nod.
She lifted, letting his cock fall from between her legs. She left the bed and went to the door, opening it wide.
When she returned, she crawled toward him. “I don’t want to leave him out.”
Joe smiled and then turned his gaze toward the door. “Cam!”
They both waited.
Several moments later, the sound of feet padding on the floor toward them heralded his arrival. He wore boxers. His gaze went to Joe, who kept his expression neutral. Then to Stormy. Watching only her profile, Joe saw her smile. She reached out, beckoning Cam, who drew a deep breath before stepping into the room.
“Something you couldn’t handle, Joe?” he asked without looking away from her. He set a knee on the bed
Her sexy wiggles showed him just where she wanted his mouth, and he lazily sucked on her plump outer lips while she dove down his cock. Soon the moist, juicy noises they made were accompanied by lusty sighs and groans.
She clenched her lips tightly around him and sucked, drawing off him and then sinking down again, letting his cock slide along her tongue and the roof of her mouth, fingers tugging his balls and another naughty finger rubbing the sensitive spot beneath. Again, her finger strayed and Joe let her have her way, trying to distract her by giving her sex long strokes with the flat of his tongue that started at her perineum and didn’t draw back until he’d stroked her burgeoning clit.
She wiggled her ass again and tightened her thighs. She dove again and let him butt against the back of her throat. When she held there, he tensed, and sure enough, she swallowed, the sensation of her throat opening and closing around his head so delicious his belly quivered against her.
When she slid her finger between his buttocks, he didn’t have the heart to stop her. A small tip traced a circle around his asshole and then sank inside.
Joe groaned against her sex and then burrowed against her clit, latching his mouth around it, sucking it and tapping it with his tongue.
She burrowed deeper while she lashed her tongue against the side of his cock, and he couldn’t stand it a second longer. He bent his knees and pushed up his hips, trying to fuck her mouth, but she withdrew.
“Stormy,” he growled.
She climbed off him and knelt beside his body, eyeing him from his chest to his bobbing cock. “I think I’d like that ride now.”
A decisive man, he jackknifed up, putting his back against the headboard and opened his arms. When she would have crawled over him, facing him, he shook his head, gripping her waist and turning her to face away.
With her hair shifting around her shoulders as she tossed it back, she climbed over him, placed the tip of his cock at her entrance and then slowly eased down, giving him shallow circles as she worked her way down.
His heart thudded inside his chest as he realized that even after yesterday’s outburst, she hadn’t hesitated for want of a condom. She trusted his intentions at least that much.
Joe was glad she couldn’t see his face. He knew everything he felt was there. The awe that this beautiful, spirited woman was with him. The lust that tightened his jaw and the grip of his hands on her hips.
More than anything, he wanted to set the pace, but he let her make several slow up-and-down glides, her channel gripping him all the way, dragging along his shaft. Moisture spilled from inside her, adding a slick punctuation to her quickening motions.
When her hands disappeared, he knew she touched herself, that she was playing with her clit. More than anything, he wished Cam was here to watch, because she needed someone to see what this was doing to her, keep her naked and shaken, vulnerable, before her pride and humor stole the poignant moment.
And suddenly, she stopped. She gazed back at him, a question in her eyes.
For once, he couldn’t guess what she was thinking, but he gave her a nod.
She lifted, letting his cock fall from between her legs. She left the bed and went to the door, opening it wide.
When she returned, she crawled toward him. “I don’t want to leave him out.”
Joe smiled and then turned his gaze toward the door. “Cam!”
They both waited.
Several moments later, the sound of feet padding on the floor toward them heralded his arrival. He wore boxers. His gaze went to Joe, who kept his expression neutral. Then to Stormy. Watching only her profile, Joe saw her smile. She reached out, beckoning Cam, who drew a deep breath before stepping into the room.
“Something you couldn’t handle, Joe?” he asked without looking away from her. He set a knee on the bed
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