by Leah Brooke
Barrett ran a hand over her still-damp hair. “You certainly have.”
Mason placed his bet. “Usually, we spend our evenings talking about the ranch—the same stuff we talked about all day. Barrett usually goes into the study to deal with the mail. Quinn and I usually get on the computer and deal with e-mails and orders.”
“Orders?” Frowning, she sat up. “I don’t even know what you do. I mean, do you raise cattle and sell them.”
Grant chuckled, pulling her back against his chest. “Something like that. I deal with supplies.”
Quinn’s eyes narrowed. “And when we’re done, we watch television, or Mason and I watch porn and argue about whether the woman’s faking it or not.”
Kendra flushed, her nipples pebbling. She snuck a glance at Mason and Quinn to find them both watching her speculatively, a warm shiver going through her at the decadent gleam in their eyes.
Trembling slightly, she sat up, leaning on the table. “And you think you can tell if a woman’s faking it?”
Quinn’s brow went up. “Absolutely.”
The soft chuckles coming from the other men made her smile.
Sexual awareness made her nipples bead, moisture escaping to coat her thighs as every movement brushed her pajama shirt against them. She leaned against Grant, swinging her legs over his other leg and close to Mason’s leg. “How do you know if you’re right or not?”
Mason slid his chair closer and lifted her feet onto his lap. “A woman’s body gives her away. Don’t try it. We’ll know and it’ll just piss us off.”
Frowning, she moaned at the feel of his warm hands massaging her feet. “I understand why a woman would fake it in the movies, but why would a woman fake it with a real lover?”
With a strong arm at her back, Grant supported her weight, laying his cards facedown on the table before reaching for her top button. “Because some women either don’t like sex, or at least don’t like it with the person they’re with. Some use it as a bribe. Some use it as a weapon, and they either want the man they’re with to feel good, or want it to be over.”
Sucking in a breath when he unbuttoned the top two buttons and slid his hand inside, Kendra reached up to cup his jaw, turning toward him as she did to press her nipple against his palm. “I can’t wait to come, and then I get mad when it’s over.”
“We know.” Quinn’s voice came from behind Grant, making her jolt when his hand smoothed up her thigh. “Let’s see if we can make you come over and over.”
Grant gathered her against his chest, his eyes hooded. “Let’s take this upstairs so we can all be a little more comfortable.”
As he lifted her, Quinn slid a hand under her pajama shirt and over her bare bottom. “I’ll get the lube.”
Kendra melted under Grant’s kiss, feeling as if she floated as he carried her up the stairs.
Once in his room, he laid her on the bed, and quickly stripped her out of her top, before straightening and stripping out of his own clothes. “Now, I’m going to get my mouth on that pussy.”
Mason, already naked, stretched out on her left side, running a hand over her breast. “She’s so sweet. Spread those thighs wide, honey.” Taking her hand in his, he brought it to his cock. “I’m gonna have that mouth on my cock again very soon.”
Barrett sat on her other side, stroking her hair back with one hand and teasing her nipple with the other. “She does that?”
Mason laughed. “There’s not much she won’t do when she’s aroused enough. Take Barrett’s cock into your mouth, honey. Show him just how good you are with that tongue.”
Kendra shuddered with need when Grant parted her thighs, sucking in a breath when he used his shoulders to push them high and wide. “I can’t believe this.” Sensation after sensation washed over her as Grant lowered his mouth to her slit, while Barrett and Mason each toyed with a nipple. “I feel you everywhere.”
Quinn appeared, standing behind Mason and tossing a tube of lube onto the bed. “Not yet, but you will.”
Barrett cupped her jaw, preventing her from watching Quinn get undressed, but she heard the rustle of clothing and knew that very soon she’d have all four of them naked and all around her. “Open your mouth, little one. I want to feel your hot little mouth on my cock.”
Grant’s tongue slid into her pussy, fucking her with his hot tongue.
Crying out at Mason’s tug to her nipple, and urged to turn her head by Barrett’s strong hand, Kendra opened her mouth wide, moaning with pleasure when Barrett pushed the head of his cock past her lips.
Loving the wickedness, she began sucking immediately, squirming on the bed as much as their hands would allow. The attention to her nipples and Grant’s greedy mouth on her slit had her writhing helplessly, sucking Barrett’s cock harder as the pleasure mounted.
She squeezed her hand on Mason’s cock, trying to concentrate on pleasing him and Barrett at the same time, but Grant distracted her, exploring her clit with his tongue until she thought she would die of pleasure.
Spreading her folds wide, Grant stabbed his tongue into her pussy again, moaning his pleasure.
Mason groaned from beside her, guiding her hand over her cock with his, while rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “Yeah, baby. Keep moving that hand. A little harder. That’s it. Don’t worry. I’m not gonna come until I’m inside you.”
She didn’t know how he knew what she’d been thinking, but squeezed his cock to let him know she understood.
She tried to take Barrett’s cock deeper, wanting to please him, too, but she couldn’t take more than a few inches of his thick length before she started to choke.
Barrett cupped her jaw. “Easy, little one. Don’t try to take so much into your mouth. Just use your tongue. Holy shit, that feels good. Nice and easy. Son of a bitch!”
Mason’s soft laugh ended in a groan. “Yeah, she gets rough when she’s aroused. You’ve got to watch her. Fuck, she’s gonna make me come.”
Quinn’s voice, much deeper than ever, came from much closer. “Don’t let her come, Grant. I want her nice and aroused before I start working on her ass.”
Kendra groaned, trembling with need and trepidation, her ass and pussy clenching in anticipation. Lifting into the hands moving over her breasts, she tightened her legs around Grant, growling in frustration when he lifted his head.
Fighting their hold, she grabbed Barrett’s cock and turned her head. “No! Damn you. You said I could come more than once.”
Quinn’s evil grin unnerved her. “Flip her over and get her on her knees.”
Barrett’s hands went to her waist, lifting her and flipping her to her stomach the way he had earlier. “Be careful of her thigh.”
Grant’s cock brushed against her outer thigh. “We know where she’s hurt.” His fingers delved between her folds and manipulated her soaked clit. “We also know where she needs to be touched, don’t we, Kendra?”
Fisting her hands in the bedding, Kendra rocked her hips, desperate for more. “Yes! Oh, God. It feels so good.”
Hands moved over her breasts, tugging lightly at her nipples as Quinn moved between her spread thighs. Another hand slid under her, sliding over her abdomen to her mound.
Grant smoothed his other hand over her back. “So beautiful. Look at the ways he arches her back to lift her ass.”
Quinn’s hand came down on her ass. “That’s because she knows she’s getting her ass taken. Right, babe? Grant can fuck that tight pussy while I’m fucking your ass. You’re going to have a cock in your mouth and one in your hand while we’re doing it. You’re gonna come so hard, you’ll think you’ve died and gone to heaven, but then Mason and Barrett are gonna start all over and fuck you together.”
Kendra moaned, biting her lip as need overwhelmed her. “Oh, God.” Her ass, her pussy, her clit, and her nipples all tingled with heat, the awareness so sharp that every touch made her jolt as if she’d been touched by a live wire.
Barrett cupped her jaw again and touched his cock
to her lips. “Those pretty nipples are getting more and more sensitive. In a little while, even the lightest touch is gonna drive her wild.” Groaning when she took his cock into her mouth again, he tightened his hand in her hair. “Easy, Kendra. Christ, you’re driving me crazy.”
“She’s driving all of us crazy.” Quinn touched a finger, cold and slick with lube against her puckered opening. “It’s time for us to return the favor.”
Gasping at the feel of his cold finger breaching her ass, Kendra bucked her hips, fighting such an intimate sensation.
Moaning around Barrett’s cock, she tried to close her legs, clenching her ass tight in reaction to Quinn’s relentless invasion. Shuddering, she cried out around Barrett’s cock as Quinn moved the finger inside her, every firm press of it against her inner walls filled with possession.
“Babe, in this position, there’s no way you can close against me.” Quinn’s voice had taken on a ragged edge that excited her even more. “Yeah, this ass is fucking tight.” He moved his finger again, stroking her inner walls and sending shivers up and down her spine.
The dominance of the act thrilled her, filling a need she hadn’t even realized she had.
Somehow, they always knew.
Mason’s arm went around her waist, lifting her hips higher. “Let me feel. Grant, squirt some of that lube on my finger.” Kendra stilled at his words, the thought of each of them breaching her ass at will filling her with a sense of vulnerability that heightened the sexual tension and made her feel even more desired.
It took her beyond any erotic fantasy she could have ever imagined.
Knowing that one cry would end it all gave Kendra the confidence she needed, allowing her the freedom to explore a sexuality she’d never known she possessed.
Quinn’s finger slid out of her ass with a speed that stunned her, only to be replaced almost immediately by Mason’s.
Mason groaned. “Yeah, she’s tight. Real tight. Spread her for me.”
Quinn’s fingertips dug into her ass cheeks as he spread them wide. “Fuck her ass with your finger. We’ve got to get her warmed up.”
Warmed up?
Kendra whimpered, erotic chills going up and down her spine as Mason fucked her ass with his finger. She was on fire already.
She gasped when Mason moved faster, thrusting his finger deep over and over with a speed that made it nearly impossible to breathe.
“Hell, she’s tight, and she’s clamping down on me already.”
“Move. Let me get two fingers into her.”
“Fuck that. I’ve already got one in her. Just add yours.”
Grant brushed his fingers over her clit, making her jolt. “Quinn, squirt some of the lube on my finger.”
Oh, God!
Quinn chuckled, a devious sound that sent her closer to the edge. “How about that, babe? You can have my finger, Mason’s, and Grant’s up your ass at the same time.”
Kendra moaned, crying out around Barrett’s cock as another finger began to work its way into her ass.
Quinn growled, a deep rumbling sound filled with erotic intent. “Hold her still.”
Barrett slid his cock free from her mouth and moved to sit on the pillows, pulling her close and sliding a hand to cover each breast. “There you go, honey. No. Leave my cock alone.”
He moved her just enough to make it impossible for her to reach his cock, leaving her nothing to focus on except the fingers working their way into her ass. “I want to hear those little cries.”
So aroused she couldn’t think, Kendra tightened her hands into fists, her toes curling as Quinn and Mason moved the fingers they held deep inside her. Her clit felt swollen and heavy, throbbing in desperation, a frantic need that had her sobbing with frustration. Her juices trickled down her thighs, her pussy and ass clenching incessantly.
“Please! Oh, God! Please.”
Mason chuckled. “We are pleasing you.”
The sting around her opening only served to inflame her, the burning sensation of her inner walls stretching making her desperate for Quinn’s cock inside her. “Please! Take me. Touch my clit. I can’t take it!”
Cries poured out of her as Grant slid his hand from under her, and ran it over her hip as he pushed a finger against her forbidden opening. “You gonna let me in, honey? Holy shit. That’s tight. I can’t believe how much this excites her. I don’t know how long I’d last if I was the one taking her ass. Fuck, I can’t wait.”
Quinn pressed against her anal walls, increasing the pressure inside her. “You’d better be able to last. It appears Kendra likes being a naughty girl. I’m sure that once she experiences this, she’s gonna want to be fucked in the ass long and hard. And often.”
Mason withdrew his finger and smacked her ass. “Isn’t it nice that you’ve got four cocks to accommodate you, darlin’?”
In a flurry of activity, and apparently because of some sort of sign she hadn’t been aware of, Kendra found herself lying on top of Grant, with Mason and Barrett staring at her from either side.
Looking down into Grant’s handsome features, Kendra rubbed against his cock, surprised to find he’d already donned a condom. “Please, Grant. Take me.” She cried out when he lifted her and lowered her onto his cock, delighting in the fullness. “Yes! Oh, God. It’s so hard inside me.”
Her puckered opening, slick and highly sensitized, ached for attention. “Please. My bottom aches now. Please touch me there. My clit’s throbbing, damn it! Oh, God. I can’t stand it.”
Grant groaned. “The things that pour out of her mouth…”
Spurred by Mason’s and Barrett’s hands on her breasts, and the pressure they applied to her nipples, Kendra started to move, growling in frustration when Grant’s hands tightened around her, holding her close to his chest. “No! Let go. I want to move.”
She couldn’t get over how erotic it felt to be immobilized, while they touch her however and wherever they wanted, each touch designed to give her the most pleasure.
So many hands moving over her.
Grant groaned. “No, baby.”
Intoxicated by their wickedness, Kendra buried her face against Grant’s chest, clenching around the cock deep inside her.
She sucked in a deep breath, a breath filled with the warm scent of him and fought the muscular arms holding her. “Yes! I want to move. Fuck me, damn it!”
“Hold her still.” Quinn’s voice sounded even more ragged as he pushed the head of his cock against her puckered opening.
Jolting, she stilled briefly and then fought to move again, but with Grant’s arms wrapped around her waist, and Mason and Barrett each pressing a hand to her bottom cheeks, she found herself held firmly in place for Quinn to take her ass.
Lifting her head, she stared down into Grant’s eyes, needing reassurance as Quinn’s cock began to enter her. “Grant. It’s going in. Oh, God!” Gripping his shoulders, she took several heaving breaths at the sharp sense of fullness and the burning sensation as Quinn breached the tight ring of muscle and forced the head of his cock into her.
Quinn’s hands tightened. “Keep her still. I don’t want to hurt her.”
Kendra shivered, her breath coming out in short pants. “It’s in there. Oh, God. His cock’s in there. Oh, God. It burns.”
Barrett groaned. “I’ve never seen anything so fucking erotic in my life.”
Reminded that both Mason and Barrett watched Quinn work his cock into her ass added another layer of decadent excitement that had sharp tingles of heat racing through her.
Grant’s arms tightened. “Slow down. She’s starting to come.”
Quinn cursed. “I know. But, she’ll come again. She’s milking my cock. Just hold her fucking still!”
Frustrated that the small orgasms only seemed to arouse her more, Kendra fought their hold, stilling when Quinn’s cock went deeper. “Oh, God!” The pressure made Grant’s cock feel even thicker, the full, stretched feeling causing little ripples of pleasure that spread everywhere.
Gra
nt groaned, sliding his hands to her hips. “I’ve gotta move.”
Barrett’s hand moved over Kendra’s back as he turned her face to his. His eyes glittered with hunger as he studied her features. “Easy with her.”
Quinn pushed his cock a little deeper, wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her slightly toward him. “We wouldn’t hurt her for the world. Stop hovering. She loves it.” He withdrew until just the head of his cock remained inside her ass, scraping his teeth over her shoulder as he slid into her again, this time a little deeper. “She loves it. Her tight ass is rippling all around my cock and driving me crazy.”
As he withdrew again, Grant surged into her. “Her pussy, too. So fucking tight. So fucking wet.”
Bracing her hands against Grant’s chest, Kendra stared down at him, mesmerized by the sight of his handsome features, now hard and tortured. “You’re both inside me. So full. Feels so good. Oh, God! I’m coming.” Her ragged breathing made it difficult to speak.
She went over, her orgasm ending almost as soon as it started, leaving her frustrated and furious.
“It went away! Fuck me, damn you!”
Hard arms held her while thick cocks filled her over and over. Her ass and pussy clamped down on them increasing the sensation of fullness.
She’d never felt anything like it. She’d never imagined she could feel so full, or that anything could feel so incredibly intimate.
Hands moved over her hair. Her back. Her breasts. Tugs at her nipples and warm lips on her shoulders that intensified the sensation of being surrounded.
Surrounded by heat. Affection. Caring.
Surrounded by men who made her feel special. Wanted. Desired.
Sensation layered over sensation, each combining with and enhancing the others, holding her at the edge for so long that a fine sheen of perspiration broke out all over her and tears stung her eyes.
Their strokes slowed, dragging out the pleasure until she thought she’d die if she didn’t come.
Soft praise.
Harsh words of demands.
Groans and curses.
The sudden release stunned her, the hot ball of tingling seeming to explode from her slit and shower her with sparks.