by Marla Monroe
“Suck them, Darla.” He lowered his balls to her mouth.
She sucked in one and rolled it with her tongue, then repeated it with the other ball. She went back and forth until he drew away and once again, fed his throbbing dick into her waiting mouth. She deep throated him and swallowed around the thick penis. He began fucking her mouth in earnest now. She knew he was close. She wanted him to come in her mouth.
Two fingers continued to pump in and out of her sopping pussy. Marcus ran the tip of his tongue all around her clit only he didn’t touch it now. Frustration filled her even as Randall began losing his rhythm. He wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Do you want my tongue on your clit, baby?” Marcus asked.
“Please. I want you to lick it for me. I’m so close, Marcus.”
He danced around her clit for what seemed like long minutes. Then he removed his fingers from her pussy and pulled her juices down to her back hole. He rimmed it with a finger before going back to fucking her with his tongue.
Randall danced as he plunged in and out of her waiting mouth.
“I’m going to come, Darla. Take it all, baby.” He began to spurt in her mouth.
She swallowed, struggling to get it all. Just as she swallowed, Marcus pinched her clit and pushed his thumb into her ass all at the same time. She exploded over the top of the mountain she’d been climbing and flew. She barely managed to swallow the cum Randall was giving her for the pleasure suffusing her body right then. It went on and on as Marcus fucked her ass with his thumb and pulled on her clit with his fingers.
Finally, she floated to the ground licking her lips and panting from the explosion Marcus had given her. She reached down for him, but he stood up and released her legs.
“Careful. I want you bent over the arm of the couch, baby. I’m going to fuck that hot pussy.”
Randall helped her roll off the couch and then stand up. Her arms were still tied behind her back. He untied them and helped her move them until she had the circulation going again. Then he positioned her over the arm of the couch with her ass in the air. She felt Marcus behind her running a finger through her pussy lips. Randall walked around to the front of the couch. He sat on the couch so that her body stretched over his lap. Her breasts hung down and bobbled when she moved.
“I think I’m going to enjoy playing with these tits while Marcus fucks you.”
“Please, squeeze them, Randall,” she pleaded. “I want to come again.”
“I’ll take good care of these nipples. Don’t you worry, baby.” Randall took one of her nipples in his fingers and pulled it until her breast grew taut.
The pain was so delicious. The slight sting registered deep in her womb. The spark ignited a flame that had the potential of becoming a forest fire given the right elements. She knew the two of them had what it took to send her screaming over the edge time and time again.
Marcus positioned his cock at her entrance. He rubbed the head of it up and down her slit, spreading her cream all over the tip of his cock. When she was pushing back against him, he swatted her ass.
“Be still.”
She whimpered. She needed him inside of her. Just when she didn’t think he was ever going to fill her, Marcus plunged in almost to the hilt sending her shooting over the top without any more teasing by them. He fucked her in earnest now. All the while, Randall plucked and pinched her nipples sending her right back up that long road. She was going to come again.
Marcus plunged inside of her over and over. His hands held her hips still as he tunneled in and out of her hot pussy. She could feel him all the way to her womb.
“I’m close. I’m going to come,” Marcus said.
“Fuck me harder, Marcus.”
He powered in and out of her over and over until she felt that piece of herself ready to explode around him.
Randall must have sensed that she was ready to come because he scooted down couch so that he could take her breasts into his mouth. He squeezed them together and sucked in both nipples at the same time. He nipped them and then laved them with his tongue. When he sucked them in again, she exploded.
Her climax triggered Marcus’s, and he held himself deep within her as he shot cum against her cervix. He growled when she continued to milk him with her vaginal muscles.
“Whatever the fuck you’re doing down there, don’t stop. This feels amazing,” he told Randall.
Finally, they released her from the mind numbing orgasm that wouldn’t quit. She collapsed over the arm. Marcus and Randall gently picked her up and laid her back on the couch. She grinned like a crazy person. Everything would be okay. She found she could forgive them as long as they could be themselves. She didn’t want lap dogs. She wanted the two men who’d taken her to heaven and back. And it looked like they’d returned for good.
“I love you two guys,” she whispered still out of breath.
“We love you, too,” they both told her.
“I think we’re going to be very happy together.”
She laughed when they whooped with joy and fought to each kiss her. This is what she wanted. Her men back and those wild Montana nights they gave her.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Marla Monroe lives in the southern part of the United States. She writes sexy romance from the heart and often puts a twist of suspense in her books. She is a nurse and works in a busy hospital but finds plenty of time to follow her two passions, reading and writing. You can find her in a bookstore or a library at any given time when she is not at work or writing. Marla would love for you to visit her at her blog, themarlamonroe.blogspot.com and leave a comment, or visit her website www.marlamonroe.com
Also by Marla Monroe
Siren Classic: Hot and Bothered
Ménage Amour: Trusting Them
Siren Classic: The Protectors 1: Long, Lonely Nights
Siren Classic: The Protectors 2: In The Still of the Night
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