by A. L. Loire
She moaned and let her weight sink into him, rolling her head to the side as he kissed her neck. His magnificent cock was stiff and throbbing so close to her sweet spot that it was torture.
He spread his legs open slightly, spreading hers with them, and wound his feet around hers, hooking her in place. His hands caressed her thighs, edging closer and closer in. “God, you have me so turned on. It’s so hard to resist just…” His hand trailed to her sex, ripe and ready. She cried out with the bolts of pleasure. “You’re so wet,” he breathed. It was true; she was drenched, more ready than she had ever been in her life.
He removed his hands, laying them back on her breasts, and the cool air rushed to her wet opening. Nate knelt down between her legs, splaying them open further with his shoulders. She moaned and tossed her head back, resting it on Spencer’s shoulder. She felt deliciously exposed.
Nate brought his mouth to her belly, letting his tongue dip under the waistband of her panties. She squirmed with desire, willing his tongue to go further, but Spencer’s legs held her firmly in place. This was the most exquisite torture she had ever experienced. Her moans were turning into a series of high-pitched mews.
Nate continued moving his lips up her torso, making her blaze with need with each kiss. Spencer moved his hands from her breasts, and Nate’s tongue flicked against her hardened left nipple, then her right. He sucked on it, then bit down. She cried out with the sudden streak of pain cutting through the pleasure, arching her back against Spencer’s torso.
“Please,” she moaned. “Take off my panties.”
Nate ran his lips down her abdomen, kneeling in front of her again, resting his hands on her thighs. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties. Spencer released her feet, allowing him to pull them down. She was now completely exposed.
Nate tossed the black panties aside and pushed her knees open again. She let out a cry as he made his way up her inner thighs, kissing and nipping. Gently he licked her labia. She moaned, rocking her pelvis. Spencer’s cock was stiff as a rod against her thigh. “Please, please,” she cried. Just when she thought she might die from need, Nate’s tongue dove in between her lips, sending her eyes shooting open as a firework of sensations pinwheeled from her swollen clitoris. He continued to caress her clit firmly with his tongue, flicking it in and out, as her moans grew more and more urgent.
“I love hearing you moan,” Spencer breathed in her ear. His hands went back to her breasts, playing with her hardened nipples. “Moan for me.”
She wasn’t sure who she was moaning for; all she knew was that her body was on fire. Nate’s tongue continued to flick her clit as his finger entered her, sliding in easily. The tension was mounting in her abdomen like a tightly coiled spring. He slid another finger inside her and began moving them in and out as his tongue sped up. Her legs shook as her moans became high-pitched cries.
She looked down. The candlelight reflected off of Nate’s fair hair highlighted the contours of his muscled back. Watching him go down on her as his fingers moved smoothly in and out of her was too much. She felt herself reaching her peak, overwhelmed by pleasure as Nate’s fingers moved in and out of her, his tongue worked her clit, and Spencer played with her nipples. She felt like her whole body was about to come.
And then it did. She felt herself shatter as the climax hit her, the release of all of the tension that had built and built over the evening and the whole day. Scream after scream tore from her mouth as her body shuddered and writhed. Nate’s hair brushed against her inner thighs as Spencer’s cock continued to press into her ass, his hands running up and down her hips and torso, intensifying each internal sensation.
She hadn’t come back down to earth when she felt herself being lifted and turned. She was now sitting on Spencer’s lap, facing him. His face looked ready to break with his desire.
“I want to be the one to make you come now,” he said.
She gulped, pushing the sweaty hair out of her face. “I want you to make me come,” she whispered, looking him straight in the eye. “I want to ride your cock.”
It shocked her a little to hear the sentence leave her mouth. She had never spoken so wantonly before. But as soon as she said it, she knew it was true. Despite the earth-shaking orgasm she had just experienced, she immediately wanted another one, and she wanted Spencer to give it to her.
His face melted. “Oh, Jess,” he said. “Ride me.”
She raised herself up and grabbed the thick base in her hand to guide it inside her. He moaned as she slowly settled onto it, his cry of pleasure and relief mingling with hers as she eased herself all the way down his prodigious length. He was so big that feeling him penetrate her from this position could have been painful, but she was so wet that he was soon all the way inside her.
Slowly she began to move back and forth, letting her interior sensations guide her. He seemed to fill up every tiny space inside her, lighting up nerve endings she didn’t know she had.
“You feel amazing,” Spencer said, his eyes rolling up in his head. He grabbed her hips. “I love feeling your body move on top of me.”
She began to thrust faster, feeling her pleasure build and build. She had almost forgotten that Nate was there, she was so overwhelmed with the sensations that Spencer’s cock was producing inside her. Then she felt his hands on her shoulders. He was standing behind her, his hardness flush against the small of her back.
“Take your time,” he whispered, rubbing her shoulders. “Enjoy it.”
She slowed down, trying to maximize every little sensation. Her climax was already mounting from the intensity of the position and the girth and length of Spencer’s cock. It seemed to fit perfectly inside her. All she had to do was move intuitively, and her pleasure grew and grew.
She seized Spencer’s neck and drew his mouth to hers, thrusting harder and faster, his cockhead reaching deeper inside of her. She felt like the tension was going to tear her apart.
Spencer was uttering low, guttural moans as he kissed her. “I can’t hold out any longer,” he groaned, removing his lips from her mouth. His eyes met hers, full of desperate pleasure.
She felt that he had reached deeper inside her than she had ever felt a man reach before. The orgasm exploded from her core, sending her into convulsions as she yelled incoherently. She felt Spencer release inside her, his deep moans of ecstasy mingling with hers.
As she came, Nate grabbed her hair by the roots and pulled it back. His eyes met hers and he brought his lips down to crush hers, stifling her moans. She took his tongue greedily into her mouth as waves of her orgasm pulsed through her. Spencer’s fingers gently caressed her ribs and the sides of her breasts. Slowly, her ecstasy ebbed into low waves of pleasure. Nate lightened the kiss, gently sucking her lower lip.
She eased herself off of Spencer. Her eyes half-closed, she leaned back and Nate caught her in his arms. Spencer held her from the front and both men brought her to lie on the soft straw on the floor. She was still reeling from the racking pleasure her body had just experienced. She felt like a wrung-out rag, as if every tiny muscle in her body had been squeezed tight and then released.
She sank down into the softness of the straw, closing her eyes. Spencer settled down on her left side and Nate on her right. She enjoyed the heat of their bodies as Spencer drew his arm across her waist and Nate hooked his leg with hers. Their skin was warm with perspiration.
She sighed a long, deep sigh. She’d never thought she could feel so fulfilled and so content—and particularly not after being with two men at once. But no matter how bewildered she had been at the beginning, she couldn’t deny the fact that the whole thing had just felt…right.
“That was amazing,” she whispered as her breathing began to slow.
“Incredible.” The word came from either side of her. She opened her eyes in surprise and raised her head a little. Spencer and Nate looked each other, and then at her. A giggle escaped her lips. Nate began to laugh next, and after a few seconds, Spencer joined
in.
“Maybe you two aren’t so different,” she said, laying her head back down. A large smile had come over her face, and she didn’t think it would be leaving anytime soon. “You seem to like at least some of the same things.”
“Mostly you,” Spencer said, kissing her shoulder.
“Yeah,” Nate said as he caressed her hip. “You’re the one thing we both really like.”
“In all seriousness, are you sure you feel okay about this, Jess?” Spencer asked, propping himself up on his elbow. In the flickering candlelight, he looked even more like Adonis. She let her eyes run up and down his naked, muscled body. Yummy.
“I feel great,” she said.
“Jess feels great. Why do you have to break the mood with your serious questions?” Nate said. He tickled Jess’s ribs from behind her, making her giggle. He reached over and grabbed the cowboy hat that had landed on the floor sometime during their lovemaking and placed it on her head. She laughed and tossed it away.
“I just want to make sure Jess is really alright with this,” Spencer said. “After all, this isn’t exactly a traditional situation.”
“What is the situation?” Jess asked, sitting up slightly. She realized that she’d been so taken in by the deliriously seductive scene she’d walked into that she hadn’t even thought to ask what exactly Spencer and Nate had decided. “Are you going to share me?”
“Sharing is the wrong word,” Nate said. “That makes you sound like a sandwich with two halves.”
Jess laughed. “Okay, so what do you want to call it?”
“It’s called ménage,” Spencer said. “When three people decide to get into a relationship.”
Her pulse quickened. Ménage. It sounded so dangerous, so illicit, so…sexy.
“Is this something you’ve done before?” she asked nervously.
“Never,” Nate said.
“Me neither,” Spencer responded. “It’s a first for all of us, I think.”
“Definitely a first for me,” Jess said. “So what exactly does this mean?”
“It means, quite simply, that you get both of us,” Spencer said. “Just like in a normal relationship, you’ll get courted, pampered, and pleasured—but by two instead of one.”
Her face flushed. The proposition sounded too good to be true. Hell, she had come to stop expecting that from even one man.
“To be clear, it means that we won’t be passing you around,” Nate said. “We’ll each be treating you with equal attention and respect.”
“Are you sure neither of you will get jealous?” she asked tentatively.
Spencer sighed and she felt Nate shift slightly behind her. “We can’t make any promises,” Spencer said. “But we’ll do our best.”
Nate put his hand on her shoulder and turned her to face him. “We both care about you too much to let you go, Jess. So we’re going to try our best to make this work.”
She knew in her head that the relationship Spencer and Nate proposed was far from anything she had ever experienced or even considered. If someone had asked her the same thing a month ago, she would have laughed.
But her heart and body were speaking much more loudly than her mind. Scenes from their passionate lovemaking session came flooding back to her—Nate’s mouth against the back of her neck as Spencer’s tongue flicked between her lips, Nate’s hands on her ass as Spencer caressed her sides, Nate’s head between her legs as Spencer’s cock throbbed against her… She felt herself getting aroused all over again.
“So far, I’d say it’s working,” she said.
She closed her eyes, feeling herself quickly getting pulled into sleep. Her pleasure had left her utterly spent. She felt a hand playing with her hair, another rubbing her thigh. Another hand caressed her hip, and a fourth stroked her inner wrist. She wasn’t quite sure, she realized as she drifted off, whose hand was whose—and she didn’t care.
Taken By Cowboys: Part 4 (Out Now!)
For a jaded city girl like Jess Jones, being caught between two sexy, rugged cowboys sounds like a dream come true.
Spencer and Nate both want her badly. Normally she would be able to resist each man’s advances, but with these two hunks she is finding it difficult.
Now Jess is in for the most sensual ride of her life...but can she keep hold of the reins?
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