Hmm, the idea of Blake spanking her ass so hard it turned pink was arousing, she had to admit.
"Dax, when are you going to put that book down and join us? And don't forget a condom."
Dax tossed the book on top of the table and grabbed a few condoms from a bowl that rested on the same table. He approached the bed with a sly grin and sat down on the edge of it.
"Whenever you're ready."
Blake smiled and kissed Mallory. "This is going to feel good."
She nodded, wiggling against him when he slid his hands down her back, smoothing them over her butt. "I know."
"If you want us to stop, all you have to do is say so," he whispered, kissing the tip of her nose. "If it hurts or just becomes too much, let us know. This is all about you, sweetheart. We want to respect your wishes."
This man was so sweet, so tender. His words touched her and she blinked down at him. "Thank you, Blake."
"Anything for you."
Their mouths met in a languid kiss, his big hands roaming all over her body, teasing her, building the fire that simmered within her. Another pair of hands joined in, Dax's callused fingers skimming along her legs, teasing at her hot center. She spread her legs wider, allowing him access, and he took it, dipping his fingers into her damp folds.
With a moan she rubbed against Blake, his cock brushing against her belly. Dax moved closer to her and his thick cock pressed against her ass cheeks.
"I want to be inside you. I can't wait," Blake whispered, lifting his hips so his cock could easily penetrate her.
She sank down on him, exhaling loudly as he completely filled her. They moved together slowly, a subtle push and pull of their bodies, and she could feel Dax's eyes on them as he watched from behind.
"That's fuckin' sexy. You have a pretty pussy, Mallory," Dax said, his hand resting on her hip. "I like to watch you fuck her, Blake."
"I didn't know you were a voyeur."
"Ah, come on, you know I'm in to pretty much everything."
Mallory continued to slide up and down Blake's shaft, her body tingling as Dax rubbed her ass, spreading her cheeks wider and wider.
"That's a pretty little hole, there, babe." Dax leaned in closer to her, his mouth close to her ear. "I can't wait to fill it."
His dirty talk was a little cheesy, but it still excited her. She couldn't wait for him to fill her either.
"Then what are you waiting for?" she asked coyly, looking at him from over her shoulder.
Dax grinned and tore open the condom wrapper, sheathing himself. "I have no idea."
"Take it easy, Dax, go slow," Blake warned, his hands resting at Mallory's hips, guiding her over his cock. "She's tight. You don't want to hurt her."
"I know. I already sampled a little bit of that ass." Dax gripped her shoulders, his cock brushing against the seam of her ass. "Bend over a little bit, baby. And spread your legs if you can."
Mallory adjusted herself to Dax's commands, her legs spread at the knees, her ass up in the air. Blake took advantage and thrust hard, his glistening cock sliding in and out of her. She glanced down, watching in fascination as his hard cock moved in and out of her, her swollen pussy lips cradling his length.
"You like to watch, too, don't ya, sweetheart?"
She nodded and bit her lip, her hair falling in front of her face. He smoothed it back with a gentle hand. The look in his eyes, the expression on his face, all of it filled with such tenderness and concern. She felt a special connection with him that she'd never experienced with anyone else before.
Dax released her shoulders and spread her lower cheeks wide with his palms. A single finger swiped at her forbidden hole, lubricating it with warm, silky oil. She shivered at the contact, and he chuckled.
"You're very sensitive there, aren't you?"
"Yes," she whispered, holding her breath when she felt him nudge at the tiny opening. The broad head of his cock broached entry, rubbing against her ridged hole, and she thrust back against him, wanting more.
"Hold on, baby, I'm big and I don't want to hurt you."
Dax took his time, eased himself within her inch by excruciatingly wide inch. Her body trembled with the exertion of holding herself in position, hovering above Blake, his cock seated so deeply inside of her pussy. Blake watched her, nodding his encouragement toward Dax.
"You need to relax, sweetheart. So he can get all the way inside you," Blake whispered.
She nodded. "I'm trying."
"Lie against me and keep your ass in the air."
Mallory did so, and Dax pushed harder, his cock snug in her tight channel. She sighed at the sensation of two dicks buried deep inside her, separated by only the thinnest tissues. She heard Dax growl behind her, and he slowly began to thrust.
"She's so fuckin' tight," he muttered, picking up his pace. "I could come right now."
"Not yet," Blake warned as he, too, started to move within her. "Give her a few minutes. This moment is all about Mallory."
Her eyes slid closed and she drank in all that surrounded her, embraced her. The push and pull of two absurdly masculine bodies, the sound of skin slapping against skin, her juicy pussy suctioning Blake's cock as he plunged within her. She heard Dax's heavy grunt every time he rammed inside of her ass, heard Blake's sexy whispered words of encouragement. She absorbed it all, reveled in it, stamping it within her mind as a memory to tuck away and never forget.
Ever.
Goose bumps pebbled her skin and her clit throbbed as it rubbed against the base of Blake's shaft. The two men seemed to move in tandem, one thrusting, the other withdrawing. Her entire body was lost to it all, the orgasm that built deep within keeping her on edge. Whimpers turned in to full-on shouts and she tossed her head back, arching against Blake.
"Harder," she cried and they complied, their bodies pumping, battering her body with their cocks.
She hung on an orgasmic precipice, almost there, not quite reaching it. Her body strained, her muscles pulled tight. One flick of Blake's thumb against her clit and she tumbled right over, her entire body quaking, her pussy contracting around Blake's cock, her ass clamping tight on Dax's as well.
Both men came with her, Blake's hot semen filling her pussy, their sweaty bodies clinging to her. She slumped against Blake, pressing a kiss to his slick chest, and he smoothed his hand over her head, along the sweaty strands of her hair.
"You did good, Mallory. I'm proud of you."
She grinned against his chest. "You're proud of me for participating in a threesome?"
"I'm proud of you for more things than you'll ever know."
Chapter 7
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"Wake up, sleepyhead. We should head back to my place soon."
Mallory's eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the dim light that shone from the lamp. She turned on her side to find Blake lying next to her, head propped on his elbow and watching her with a soft smile on his face. He leaned over and dropped a sweet kiss to her lips.
"I know you're worn out, babe, but we can't stay in this room all night. It's against club rules."
"All right, all right. Aren't you the manager of this place? Why can't you break the rules?" She stretched, putting her whole body into it, and moaned with pleasure. Nothing felt as good as a fine stretch.
Well, maybe sandwiched between two sweaty men while their cocks stretched her could feel better.
"I'd love to, but we can't. So...did you enjoy it, Mal? Did it live up to your expectations?"
"Yes, it did. And I have you to thank for it." She nodded at her boyfriend of six months, sighing at the emotions that threatened to overwhelm her just by looking at him.
She'd met Blake six months ago when he attended a meeting at the accounting firm his club used for their finances. Mallory had been one of the accountants assigned to handle his business's financial dealings, and one look from his intense blue eyes had her panties practically on fire.
He'd seen right through her buttoned-up persona, too. Went right for her and with a l
ittle coaxing, he brought out the tigress that had always lurked just beneath the surface. With Blake she could be who she'd always wanted to be, could act out her every fantasy. She trusted Blake completely and he trusted her.
When he'd offered her the gift of a threesome at his club, which she had never even been to before, she thought he was crazy. Though he tapped into her deepest, darkest fantasy, she didn't really think he meant for them to actually do it. She knew what went on at the KS Club, was intrigued to go more than once, but she preferred to act out her fantasies in the safety of either of their homes. Once he told her how serious he was about the offer though, she knew he meant it. She also knew she'd found the wonderful, all-accepting man she'd always been looking for.
And she had. She was so completely, utterly in love with this man it wasn't even funny. Knew he felt the same way, too.
"Dax is the perfect guy for this kind of stuff. He likes to fool around, isn't looking for a serious commitment. He just wants a good time."
"He was nice," she offered, not really wanting to say much more about Dax. Yes, he'd been good, but this hadn't been about three people.
It had been about two.
"Do you regret doing it?"
She shook her head. "No, not at all. I'm glad I got to experience something like that. It really was amazing. But can I be honest?"
"Of course."
"I don't need to ever experience it again." Mallory moved closer to him, rested her palm against his chest, his heart. "I have you and you're more than enough for me."
Blake brought her close and she pressed her cheek against him, breathed deep his woodsy scent. "I agree, sweetheart."
She swatted his chest lightly. "So, why did you sic Harlow on me? That was mean."
He laughed, dodging her hand before she could make contact again. "You said you wanted to pretend you didn't know me and practically every single woman who attends the club by themselves for the first time gets approached by Harlow. I couldn't let you slide by."
"You're naughty."
"And you like it. Besides I was watching you two the entire time. I knew when to swoop in and save you."
"Thank goodness you did."
With a chuckle he climbed out of bed, grabbed his leather pants from the floor. "Let's go back to my place, my bed. It's a lot more comfortable."
"You're right, but I want to take one of those Kama Sutra books you have hidden in that drawer. One of them that's only about couples, though."
"Not a problem," he said with a grin.
She watched him pull on his pants, thankful yet again that she had this man.
"I love you," Mallory blurted out, unable to control herself.
Blake smiled. "I love you, too."
Karen Erickson
After leaving the working world to become a stay-at-home mom, Karen Erickson realized she needed to get serious and pursue her lifelong dream of being a published writer. A busy mother of three, she fits her precious writing time in between chasing her children, taking care of her wonderful husband and pretending she has a maid. She lives in California.
To learn more about Karen, you can visit her web site: www.karenwritesromance.com
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