Thad nods once, hands going to the button on the back of my dress. He unfastens it, lifts the hem of the skirt to drag the fabric over my head. With remarkable deftness my bra is gone, and I question just how long it’s been since he’s had a woman.
Eyes still on Thad I bend, backpedal down Tony’s body, reaching blindly to the side for where I know I piled a handful of condoms on the bed. The move brings my tits in direct contact with Tony’s mouth and he devours them hungrily, hands kneading and gripping. I manage to snag a foil pack between my fingertips, and then reach out and yank the towel from Thad’s hips, his semi-rigid length emerging from trim dark curls. Where Tony is long and thinner, Thad’s cock is as thick and beefy as the rest of him.
“Bring a chair,” I breathe while Tony laves my breasts with expert skill. Thad stares at the two of us like he’s changed his mind again. I can’t lose him now; hold the condom up between two fingers. “There’s a challenge on the table, cowboy.”
Tony stops nipping long enough to chuckle against my ribs. A gentle quiver rocks through me where my thighs straddle his abs. I lift up a little, and he tilts his head back to look at his lover. “She’s got you there, babe. Real cowboys don’t run.”
“Oh, I’ll have him runnin’, all right,” I tease. It’s enough to put that angry fire back in Thad’s stance. We lock eyes. Whatever he wants from me, it’ll be rough. “Just remember the rules.”
Naked, he pads to the living room for the requested prop.
“What’s that about?” Tony asks, brushes a loose lock of hair off my shoulder to lick my neck. The motions are calculated, hypnotic. This guy is good, and I can see why Thad would be jealous.
“Tell you later.” I won’t.
Thad returns, sets the chair where he stood before and drops into it. He leans back, legs wide, watching his boyfriend nipping my neck.
I manage to free myself from the mesmeric actions Tony’s involved in, moving forward on knees and elbows until my belly’s over Tony’s face and Thad’s dick is in mine. I unroll the rubber down his shaft, my hand gripping tightly on the way back up. My tongue darts out once to circle the thick head, Tony consuming my middle in wet mouthfuls.
I’m vaguely aware of Tony sliding out from under me, my attention focused wholly on Thad. I look up to find him lounging like the invulnerable emperor disinterested with the courtesan on his lap. Hawklike, he watches his lover who is now positioned behind me, hips solid against my ass, cock bumping against my satin panties.
Mouth wide, I drop my head completely over Thad’s length, taking him deep in my throat without preamble. The move is so swift and unexpected he groans aloud, fingers stabbing into my hair. That got his attention.
“Good?” This is Tony. My mouth is full.
“Fuck yeah,” Thad hisses.
I draw back, spit on the bulbous head, then surge forward again. The emperor is pleased, his hands helping to guide my head over his cock. A few nods in, he pulls the holder out letting my thick tresses fall freely, tickle his legs. Tony joins in the action; arms locked on either side of mine, chest pressed to my back, rocking us both forward so he can watch me suck his lover off.
We move faster, Tony grinding his hips at my ass and panting in my ear, whispering, “Take it all, baby…god, that looks good,” while my head bobs unwaveringly on Thad’s pulsing dick. Thad won’t last much longer, Tony must know, because he pushes me forward one final time while Thad’s hands anchor my head and he fucks my throat with short, quick tugs on my skull.
Saliva slides freely from my lips and down his shaft. There’s nothing I can do but watch it trail over balls drawn up so tightly the skin leathers, and drip into the embroidery of the chair as Thad keeps up the assault, bringing tears to my eyes. He arches back in the seat, still working my head, comes hard with a strained grunt.
“Uuuuhhhh…Uunnhhh!”
My mouth goes feverish a moment before he releases me.
“Damn, that was hot,” Tony rasps, arm slipping around my waist, helping me regain my balance on the bed. I’m so far on the edge I’m practically tipping into Thad’s lap again and His Highness isn’t quite up for another go yet.
Upright, I dab at my mouth with the back of my hand. “Filly one. Cowboy zip.”
Thad snorts through his orgasmic haze. Not sure how, but he’ll make me pay for that.
Before I can give it more thought, Tony’s maneuvered me onto my back, head dropping again to my breasts. He’s sweet with me, I don’t know why, but a girl could get used to this type of treatment. My eyes drop to half-mast, enjoying the soft caresses as he progresses down my body. The tiny, wet scrap of nothing is peeled from my hips and down my legs and then he’s there again, dam in place, tonguing my clit.
He’s as studious as he’s been with the rest of me, taking his time, circling, licking, suckling the swollen nub into his mouth. The attention’s focused and intense, as though there’s no barrier between us at all. His hands slide up my thighs, cup my bottom to bring me more into his mouth. I’m frozen between needing to hold the dam and wanting to thread my fingers through the mane of brown curls flopping over his eyes.
With all the excitement from deep-throating Thad, it’s not long before I’m climaxing, my own cum slicking my ass. The force of this first one is what shocks me. As lead, it’s not often my costars take this amount of time with my needs, but after such a long day, I need this. Tony pulls every bit of the orgasm from me, prolonging it, making me want more. My hips rock in ecstatic frenzy as he continues to work my bud until all I can do is shake. His lips find my belly, tongue blazes a trail from navel to neck.
A breath from my ear he murmurs, “Can’t wait to be inside you, sweetheart.”
The simple words send another jolt to my core. I want him there, inside me, right this instant. But that’s not his game.
Tony’s good. He very nearly made me drop out of character. He wants me like this, all achy and needy; wants to keep me waiting for him until I’m mad with desire.
By all appearances Tony’s a genuinely nice guy, but I suspect he does this with his female partners—talks sweetly, keeps them on edge, makes them fall for him. It’s a stroke to his male ego to know he can get them all hot and bothered and satisfy them when he’s damn good and ready. If I had to guess I’d say it’s the intimacy of his actions that aggravates Thad more than the actual intercourse.
I smile into his brown eyes. Over his shoulder I catch Thad standing from the chair, his lover’s ass in the air an obvious enticement. He leans forward, swipes his tongue over Tony’s puckered hole. At least that’s what I assume from the way Tony’s eyes close and he bites down hard on his lower lip. The look of surrender is sexy on him. Thad pulls at Tony’s waist, bringing him back toward the foot of the bed.
With strong hands Thad flips Tony over, lopes the long legs over his shoulders. I hand Thad a condom, which he rolls on quickly before fisting his cock and guiding it into Tony’s backside. Thad withdraws, glides in again, over and over. It’s an amazing thing to watch two strong, powerful men make love to each other, so I move closer to enjoy the show, play audience for a while.
Thad leans down to find his lover’s lips, forcing Tony’s legs back so far his knees almost touch the bed. This gentle side is reserved just for Tony, and from the man’s delighted hum it’s a side of Thad he’d like to see more often.
“Want more, darlin’?”
Tony nods as Thad regains his height and pulls back again. Both men’s eyes shut tight, hard bodies finding a familiar rhythm as they get lost in each other’s touch. Tony’s veined cock waves in the space between them, the crown purple with the rising passion.
Knees caging Tony’s head again, I wrap my hand around his shaft, stroking in time with Thad’s thrusts.
“Oh, fuck,” Tony whimpers. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“Not yet,” Thad growls, increases his pace. A hand on each of Tony’s thighs keeps them apart. His eyes lock on mine.
I don’t need words to understand t
hat look. My hand slows, trying to stave off the release Thad is holding out for. His hips slam into Tony’s ass with enough force to make me lose my balance, and I have to widen my stance over Tony’s face to keep centered. Tony’s abs go tight and I know he’s going to come soon, but Thad doesn’t let up, so I grip beneath Tony’s throbbing head to hold the orgasm at bay.
“Jeezus, Thad!” Tony’s hands clamp on my thighs, fingers digging in, the connection rocking us both. “Oh, god! Oh, my fuckin’—”
I move my hand when Thad quickly slips from his lover’s ass and drops to his knees, mouth fitting right over Tony’s cock. He shoves forward, pulls back in a merciless cadence as Tony twitches uncontrollably beneath him. His ass lifts from the bed, driving upward into Thad’s mouth. It doesn’t take long before Tony’s jetting in his boyfriend’s throat.
“Shit, that’s good! Feels so fuckin’ good, baby! Fuck, don’t stop….mmmmm…don’t fuckin’ stop…”
Completely turned on again, I sit back on my heels, watching in fascination while Thad works his jaws. The bucking stops, and I glance down at the satisfied face between my legs. Tony’s eyes are hazy. His chest is mottled red; nipples buttoned. Flicking my nails over them brings an agonized whimper. The man’s completely drained.
Thad is not.
He stands again, searing gaze falls to me as he pulls off the condom, discards it and rolls on a fresh one.
“Co’mere,” he commands. “Got me a filly tuh break.” His breathing’s ragged, he’s right at the breaking point and doing everything he can to balance on the brink without falling over.
Still on the bed I crawl around Tony and reach for the lube on the dresser. Accepting the challenge, I toss it to Thad then back up on hands and knees to the edge of the mattress. He spreads my legs wide, calloused fingers rasp over my ass. The lube is cold when it hits my hole, and Thad’s warm fingertips are a nice contrast. He takes his time, liberally applying the slick fluid before his bulbous head is nuzzled at my entrance.
“Let’s see how this filly bucks.”
I scream when he shoves into me, fast and hard. Instinctively I curl inward against the sharp jolt of pain, the burn that follows. I’m not Tony, who he loves and adores. He wants to be rough with me; wants to break the insolent doxy. I’ll let him try.
With a flat palm he smacks my ass, and then his hands cinch on my hips, pushes them forward, parting my cheeks so he can watch his cock disappear past my dark hole.
“Fuck, yer tight.”
That admission is all I need. As it is, Thad’s straining to keep from exploding. I focus beyond the burn and rock back, rolling my ass flush against the saddle of his hips before leaning forward again, tightening my sphincter.
“Christ, ya’ feel good.”
“More,” I hum. “Gimme more, Thad. I can take it, baby.” He growls at the words, body goes harder behind me. I know I’ve got him, continue the circuit—rock, roll, lean, rock, roll, lean—moving quicker along his shaft, the burn becoming a delicious fire that spreads through my body, curls my toes. My eyes shut tight from the sensation, pussy floods, but I can’t come yet, got a cowboy to throw.
As though he knows my intentions, Thad regains control, pulls back from the precipice. He pushes down on my back, forcing me onto my elbows so he can plow directly into me. The angle is sweet murder on my G-spot and before I can even think to stop it I’m screaming out my orgasm.
Just like with Tony, he doesn’t let up, and minutes later Thad’s still pounding me, still hasn’t come yet, and I’m surfing the wave of another mind-numbing release. It’s a full-body shudder, the kind that completely disorients; those nerves Aiden always talks about firing off and resetting all at the same time. My brain goes fuzzy, ears pop, and it’s a moment before I realize Thad’s still lodged deep inside me, unspent. He pulls my torso upright, pinning me to his sweaty chest; fondles my over-stimulated breasts, and I’m on the verge of coming again just from those tiny motions.
“Who broke ya?”
I refuse to answer, stare hazy-eyed at the headboard. He chuckles low in victory behind me, nuzzles the spot behind my ear sending a shiver through my body.
“Asked ya’ a question, Roz.”
I won’t go down without a fight, even if it’s only a silent protest.
“All right. Just remember ya asked fer it.”
With a speed I can’t imagine he still has after that reaming, Thad’s lying on his back with me on top of him. Knees bent, he plants his feet on the bed, and my legs are braced on either side of his, my own feet dangling in the air. Thad holds his limbs wide, stretching me open. One rough hand still toys with my nipple; the other scrolls over my side and down my belly, flicking my clit. I writhe against him, amplifying the awareness in my ass. Then his fingers spread my lips apart, leaving my sopping insides exposed to Tony’s greedy eyes. Tony kneels in the space between, cock sheathed and headed straight for my pussy.
“Oh, shit,” I manage through a throat scraped dry from screaming.
Tony eases in, taking his time, letting me get accustomed to the feel of both of them at once. Then he starts moving, slowly and sensually, rocking both Thad and I on the bed. Every thrust from Tony makes me feel Thad still buried in me from behind. I drop my head back in the space on the side of Thad’s head, and he continues his deep murmuring in my ear.
“Tell me who broke ya, darlin’,” he coaxes gently, fingers pinching my nipples painfully hard. “Just tell me an’ I’ll let ya go.”
But I don’t want to be let go, don’t want this to end. I bite my lip, the tendrils of climax licking at the base of my spine. He hooks one of my arms around his neck, keeps whispering for my surrender.
Tony’s gaze blazes into mine. “You’re so beautiful, sweetheart. So perfect.”
It melts me. His soft hands skim along my belly, down my hips, over my thighs. He fingers my clit bringing me a little closer to the abyss, before abandoning the aching bud to lean forward so I’m sandwiched between he and Thad. He plunges harder, higher, and I moan as his hot skin slicks over mine.
“Oooo, fuck me, Tony,” I beg, free hand now in that curly mane. “Fuck me, baby.”
Tony bucks, ready to consent, until Thad’s strained voice stops him. “Not ‘less ya tell me, Roz.”
I can’t think anymore, can’t convince myself why winning this battle is worth it. “You, Thad…you broke me.”
My hips undulate—not because of me, but because Thad is now thrusting our joined bodies upward to meet Tony’s driving cock. From the way he’s breathing I don’t think Thad can hold off long either. His heart hammers against my back, Tony’s against my chest, and mine has just about stopped altogether.
The tension coiled in me snaps, and I’m caught in a slow-rolling orgasm so intense every muscle locks. Thad is right behind me, his rough bark in my ear only intensifying my own release. Tony thrusts a few more times before coming with a “Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuccckk!”
We collapse back on the bed, all of our weight pressed on Thad at the bottom of the dog pile. I hear the two of them kissing over my shoulder; someone’s hand is in my hair, stroking it away from my face, before two sets of lips are on my neck.
“Incredible,” Tony says, pressing his mouth to my collarbone. “You’re incredible, baby.”
I’m not sure if he means me or Thad, or the both of us. I don’t really care. Every performance is thrilling, but it’s been a long time since one has been this much more.
Tony slides out of me, carefully helps me disentangle from Thad’s grasp. My limbs are heavy, my head is heavy, and just rolling over requires a great effort.
Thad goes to the bathroom, the bed shifting with his weight no longer behind me. I crack my lids to find Tony lying in front of me, studying my face. I smile lazily, and the grin he sends back is adorably lopsided.
“I’m not sure how you did it, sweetheart, but Thad likes you.”
A frown is all I can muster.
Tony shakes his head, hand rubbing my back. “In
all the time we’ve been together, he’s always just…scowled from the sidelines. Never once touched a woman I slept with.”
Figured that was the case from all the venom Thad had spewed before. He probably intimidates women, especially the soft little things I imagine Tony brings home to pet and play with. Not that I see Thad switching teams, but if he fucked a woman, he’d want her to be as much of a challenge for him as a man.
“So, because he fucked me, he likes me?”
Tony nods, eyes shining. “He’s primitive that way.”
We giggle together as Thad climbs back onto the bed behind me, arm draping comfortably over my side. “What now, my pretties?”
“We let the doxy rest a minute,” I suggest, snuggling back against him. He doesn’t push me away, and Tony comes a little closer to give me two warm-bodied bookends. Yeah, I like my new clients. “Then we find out if the filly can buck the cowboys.”
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“Sure we can’t convince you to stay a little longer?” Tony asks from the bed where he and Thad are still tangled in the sheets. They’d already convinced me to stay an hour past their allotted time, not that it took much arm-twisting. Thad had sheepishly hinted at paying extra, not wanting to offend me. I declined the pay and stayed anyway. As I said, I’m dedicated to my profession. The money’s good, but it doesn’t motivate me.
But now it is time I left; as Shakespeare wrote, we all have our entrances and exits. This is mine.
“I’ll be fighting traffic as it is.” I smile, finish drying off with the thick terry towel. I bend to pull my clothes from my bag.
“Damn fine sight,” Thad says, and I toss a saucy wink over my shoulder at him.
“Since you’ll be fighting traffic anyway,” Tony yawns, “why not stay?”
“Against my rules, Tony.” I step into my panties and jeans. “I don’t spend the night, and I know when to go.” Tug on a bra and shirt. I look up to find both sets of eyes on me. Tony slouches on Thad’s chest, very near sleep, and Thad’s back is against the headboard, hand caressing Tony’s hair. They really are an adorable couple.
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