Adam and Ethan switched places, and Grace gasped in arousal when Adam gently parted her thighs. She knew that her pussy was now exposed to him, and he’d be able to see that she was wet and warm with need. She moaned in anticipation.
“Gracie sounds like she wants to come, Adam. Even over the orange scent I can smell her sweet, wet pussy,” Ethan said in a deep, husky tone. “Do you think she would like it if you made her come?”
All she could do was moan in affirmation.
“I think she’d like it if you used your fingers on her,” Jack murmured. “Show her how skillful you are with that sweet spot of hers, Adam.”
Grace trembled with the rapacious need to feel him stroke that place in her that responded so explosively to Jack the other night. Her sweet spot had sung in gushing waves for him and wanted to for Adam as well. She felt another throbbing rush of lust in her pussy and wanted to feel his fingers in her, on her, touching her. She tilted her ass slightly to him.
“Damn, what an invitation, Adam!” Ethan murmured. “I love how she offers so sweetly.” All of their words served to further inflame her. Finally, with a groan of appreciation, she felt Adam’s big, roughened hands rest on the backs of her thighs, slightly above her knees. He slid them up, over the massage oil, to the juncture between her thighs. She heard rustling and looked back to see Adam wipe the oil from his hands on a towel, and then Ethan poured a little of the lubricant on Adam’s fingers.
She sighed in gratitude when she felt Adam’s large fingers spread some of the lubricant on her lips, slide a thick finger into her opening, then around her sensitive, throbbing clit. He teased her like that, sliding into her then over her clit for several torturous minutes. Such sweet torture. He had her so wet, she was sure the lubricant had been unnecessary. Her pussy tingled in rapture when he slid two big fingers into her. Adam had big fingers, and for her, this was a bit of a tight squeeze. The slight burning sensation made her want to scream for release.
He leaned close to her ear. “Am I hurting you, Grace? Please tell me. I don’t want to hurt you.” Even in this erotically charged moment, her wellbeing was uppermost in their minds.
“No, baby, really. I love it. Don’t you dare stop!” She undulated on his hand as he stroked.
“Fuck. She is so tight on my fingers, so sweet and hot. Baby, I’m going to love sliding into your sweet little pussy. You are so beautiful, so perfect. Mmm, so wet for me.”
She felt like she might pass out from the pure pleasure of the sensations, and the words he used to describe her made her dizzy with need. She wished he could slide it in right now. She felt her pussy gush and clench at the thought.
“Mmm, more sweet honey for me. I feel you gripping me with your pussy. You want it, too, don’t you, baby?”
All she could do was moan ecstatically. His pace and rhythm changed. His fingers slid deeper into her and started a slow, hypnotic stroking in her cunt. That familiar pressure began to build. She spread her legs, uncaring of how shameless she might look. She arched her back and ducked her face into her hands as he played her body. She felt Ethan or Jack’s hand on the small of her back, which kept her centered. Adam slowed the pace, and she moaned in need and frustration then gasped in surprise as she felt his lips make contact with one of her ass cheeks.
“I love this ass. I just have to taste it.” He licked and nibbled at her as he continued to strum her sweet spot, picking up the pace again. His other hand slid under her mound. One of his fingers found her clit and rubbed it in rhythm with the internal stroking he was using to drive her insane. The tension began to coil tightly inside her. His warm lips and tongue moved over her ass slowly, as he made his way to her cleft. Her tension skyrocketed.
He set a steady, intentional rhythm and played her body gently but purposefully. The crest of the wave grew and sent her higher. She wanted to scream as her walls tensed up impossibly tighter.
His tongue slid down her cleft, and his lips nuzzled her ass as he moved ever closer to her rear opening. She wailed at the sensation and couldn’t believe what he was about to do as Jack or Ethan’s gentle hands held her hips tilted up to him. She screamed as his tongue slid in gentle, slithering strokes around the tight ring of muscles in her asshole, while still stroking her sweet spot. The sound was cut off as she gathered a lungful of air, and he swirled his tongue around her opening again. She screamed again, louder this time, and an explosive orgasm slammed into her. She wailed loudly in their arms, and her body convulsed on his fingers and rode each wave. After he was done, Adam’s fingers and tongue retreated, his hands moving to caress her ass as he kissed her there and nibbled some more.
It felt so perfect and right for him to want this position of control, or dominance over her, to love her in this manner, and it made her desire for them to try anal sex with her even stronger. She felt completely unafraid to leave herself so open and vulnerable to Adam or the others, and they were big men, too. Her ass should be clenching at the thought, but here she was, wishing for it in the very near future. She gasped and trembled as she tried to catch her breath.
“Grace, let us help you turn over, sweetheart, so we can do your front. We’re only half done.” Jack grinned at the obviously incredulous look on her face as she turned over. Only half done?
She’d die of pleasure. Or so she thought. Adam excused himself for a minute to clean up so he could continue with their play. They left her breasts and her mound for last to tease her some more. Finally, Adam and Ethan very gently massaged oil into her breasts, tenderly licking at her nipples, sending shards of white-hot desire straight to her throbbing clit, making her moan incoherently. Jack wiped his hands on the towel and used lubricant to massage her mound and paid gentle attention to her swollen clit.
“Darlin’, can you come for us again? I want to make you feel good,” he murmured to her as he looked up from between her thighs.
How could she refuse in the face of such love? She reached for it. His tongue slid into her pussy and over her clit in quick succession. She was amazed by how quickly the blistering hot orgasm came upon her. He continued to lick her and love her, and she felt the pressure build for another right on the heels of the last one. She moaned in surprise that another one raced closer and closer.
“Oh! Jack, please don’t stop, oh, god! Please don’t stop. Harder, just a little hard—ooohh! Jack!” She keened and sobbed as the orgasm washed over her like a waterfall, dragging her into its depths. Their lips caressed her, and their hands slid all over her body. This, this was ecstasy. She had felt it as she knelt before Ethan, and as they sent her repeatedly into an abyss of joy, and in the feel of their sweet caresses. It was ecstasy. And they hadn’t technically made love to her yet.
Then she remembered a cruel fact. Adam had been the first to make her come, and he would be the last to come for her. He had waited so long, and he wasn’t going to wait any longer.
* * * *
Adam stroked her damp hair away from her forehead and kissed her temple as she lay among them and caught her breath. He smiled as she closed her eyes for a moment in bliss and sighed. Her cheeks were a rosy hue and very warm under his fingertips. She smiled dreamily and pressed her cheek to his hand as she turned to look into his eyes. She focused on him intently for a moment and then gave him a devilish smile.
She rose from their midst and reached for him as she unceremoniously straddled his chest. He growled in pleasant shock as she kissed him passionately while Jack and Ethan looked on, grinning. She pressed herself to him, from her bountiful breasts peaked with hard nipples all the way down to her sweet, wet pussy, which felt like a hot brand against his chest.
“Adam, she looks like a woman on a mission. I think you’re about to get thanked, but good!” Jack said, amused.
“Oh, I think she may be about to torture him a little bit first. See what she’s doing?” Ethan asked.
She inched down his chest, and he groaned at the sensation as her hot pussy rubbed her warm, sweet honey over his abdomen. She sat
Oh, fuck!
She’d told him the other night at The Dancing Pony that she’d brought herself to orgasm while thinking of him, and she must have known how much it would turn him on to watch her. She rubbed her clit, sighing shakily, and her juices coated her delicate fingers. She settled her pussy dangerously close to his cock. He went silent. Motionless. Waiting for her next move. The urge to thrust the tiniest little bit toward her was strong, almost undeniable. He fought to control that urge.
She looked down at him with playful lust in her eyes. “Trust me?” She looked over at the guys and then back at him, waiting. All three of them nodded at the same time. What the hell was she going to do?
She shifted carefully down his torso, bracing her little hands on his chest. She reached for the bottle of lubricant, and Jack handed it to her. Hot fucking hell. Whatever she had planned was going to be good.
“Let me do this, honey. I promise I won’t leave you hanging. Be still for a minute, okay?”
He’d be as still as a fucking statue if that’s what she wanted. She poured some lube in the palm of her hand and spread it all over her pussy and then on his cock and balls. His cock twitched in delirious excitement as realization of what she planned dawned on him.
“Baby, you’ll need to be still as you can. Just enjoy, okay?”
Adam knew she was taking a big chance here, especially with as much lubricant as she’d used. One misplaced move and he’d be inside her. His cock rebelled with another twitch, reminding him that was supposed to be the fucking plan. She braced a hand on his chest and reached the other hand down as she rose slightly, spread her sweet inner lips, and settled her hot pussy on the painfully hard length of his shaft.
“Oh, fuck!” he groaned loudly as she sat fully on his cock.
Chapter Twenty-Two
The sensation was so good he nearly lost control, grabbed her hips, and impaled her. But he didn’t do that. He lay still just like she’d so sweetly asked him to. He pressed his head back into the pillows as he fought for control.
She began a slick, soft rhythm, sliding over him as he did his best not to thrust. His breath left him in a rushing exhale as she did the next best thing to letting him slide his cock into her. She was hot and wet and so incredibly soft as she moved on him. He slid his hands over her thighs, needing to hold on to her somehow. Her breath had turned to soft panting, and he watched her face as she took pleasure from this, too. Her hips flexed against him as she rubbed her little clit along his stiff shaft. He groaned again when she switched to a sinuous grinding motion and gave him the hottest, most erotic lap dance he’d ever had.
She stopped for just a moment, motioning Jack and Ethan closer. They must have been stroking their own cocks as she’d been doing her thing. He watched in awe as she took each of their hands and touched them to her literally dripping-wet pussy. They went back to stroking as she settled back on him. She smiled seductively and continued her grind as Jack and Ethan lubricated their shafts with her juices and stroked themselves to shouting orgasms. He held on to his own release by the thinnest of threads.
Grace shifted from her straddled position and moved between his thighs and used her little pink tongue to lick up and down his cock, coating her lips with all the juices there, then parted her lips and looked up at him as he watched his rock-hard dick slide into her sweet little mouth. Her eyelids closed, and she moaned softly as she took him to the back of her throat. The vibration almost undid him like a horny teenager with his first girl. Then she started sucking him.
“Oh, baby! You’re killing me! Oh! Your mouth, oh, you angel! Yes, suck me, baby, oh, yes!”
She popped his cock from her mouth like a lollipop, making him shudder and cry out. She softly sucked his balls into her mouth, tonguing them, too. She gently grasped his cock at the base and slid him into her mouth, sucking him in again.
She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before taking him in deep again, over and over, until he was shouting and whimpering. His release gathered to explode, his shaft hardened even more, and his balls drew up, the tension is his body reaching seismic levels until he felt his control begin to slip.
“Baby, I’m going to come soon! Damn you feel so good. I’m—I’m coming, oh!”
He howled as his release exploded in hot streams into her welcoming mouth. She increased her suction just slightly and held on to him. She didn’t release him, or pull back, or slow down. She suckled gently and swallowed every drop of cum that erupted from his cock into her hot mouth, drawing on him until he whimpered for mercy. Then she licked him until she’d gotten it all, and he lay there unable to move, speak, or think. Hell, he was doing good to remember to breathe at this point.
She climbed carefully back up his chest and settled with her head under his jaw. Her sweet little body molded itself to him as he laid there in tingling satisfaction, trying to catch his breath. He brushed a lock of hair from her face and wrapped his arms around her adoringly as she snuggled closer to him.
Her head was turned so she could look at both Jack and Ethan, who now sat on the bed. Jack stroked her thigh, and Ethan caressed her warm cheek.
She sleepily murmured, “Love you,” then he watched as her eyelashes fluttered closed.
He lay there for a few minutes and allowed her to rest. He was in complete awe of Grace. Where did she find the energy for all of them? His thoughts wandered back to the moment when she was kneeling in front of Ethan with her arms around his legs before she took his cock in her sweet mouth. He thought he understood now what Angel and Ethan had meant about Grace being submissive in nature. Intuition told him that she was content to stay in that position, adoration obvious in her sweetly flushed face, with Ethan’s cock in her mouth for as long as Ethan had wanted. Her willingness to serve them unreservedly with trust was her submission to them.
A while later, Jack rose and turned on the shower in the bathroom. Adam carefully sat up with her and carried her into the bathroom. She roused a little, and Adam stood her on shaky legs and helped her into the shower.
With Ethan and Jack’s help, Adam used the body wash to gently cleanse her, being careful of her sensitive little pussy. They bathed themselves, as well, then rinsed her thoroughly before turning the water off and wrapping her in a towel.
Ethan dried off then went back to the bedroom to strip the bath sheets they’d used earlier from the bed and got it ready for her. Adam and Jack patted her skin dry, found a gown in her dresser, and slid it over her naked, sleepy form. Adam smoothly lifted her and carried her to the bed. He laid her on the sheets, and they tucked her in.
Kissing her tenderly, he paused to watch her, curled up, motionless, in her slumber. Her golden curls were spread out over her pillow, shining in the dim light. Finally, they left her room and stopped in the hall outside the closed door. Adam leaned back against the wall, his hips wrapped loosely in a towel like the other two. He tried without much success to walk away from her bedroom door. He leaned his head against the wall, looking at Jack and Ethan, before closing his eyes on unshed tears. He felt complete. Sated. Speechless. Utterly speechless. The way she loved and trusted him, the three of them, blew him away.
He walked across the house with them, and each man went to his own bedroom. Adam didn’t even bother to turn on a light, just climbed straight into bed. He contemplated the depth of the love she showered them with. His chest ached with love for her. He looked forward to tomorrow night with eager intensity, but this feeling went deeper. He wanted to make her his permanently, to satisfy a lifetime’s worth of nights spent in her sweet arms. He knew Jack and Ethan felt the same way because it had been in their eyes when they stood in the hall outside her bedroom.
* * * *
Grace stretched and felt deliciously languid as she recalled the events of the previous night. Had all that really happened, or was it another erotic dream? Her pussy felt sensitive when she stroked her fingers through it. She was a little damp, and her clit throbbed when she touched it gently, sending fresh moisture to her slit. She stretched again and recalled the feel of their hands and tongues on her body. She barely remembered they had bathed with her afterward. She smiled as thunder rumbled and raindrops splattered on the window panes.
Her bedroom door opened quietly. She rolled in the bed to face Adam, and a slow smile spread across her lips as she reached for him. Adam came to the bed, his heart in his beautiful green eyes. He sat down next to her. The sheet slid down when she rolled over until only the very tips of her breasts were covered. She stretched, which offered them up to him, and he happily obliged her. He still hadn’t said anything, just bent down to lovingly suckle one nipple, then the other, before he kissed her lips. His eyes loved her and spoke to her as though words from his mouth were unnecessary. She ran her fingers into his hair before she pulled him to her on the bed. He was shirtless, dressed only in blue jeans.
She nuzzled her nose against his chest and allowed him to gather her in his arms, squeezing her gently. He sighed, and she heard his heart thud in his chest, increasing in its pace as he kissed the top of her head.
“Are you sore this morning?” he asked as he tilted her chin up to look into her eyes. His green eyes searched hers.
“A little but not in a way that is unpleasant. I feel like I’ve been with you, and I love that feeling. I want to feel that way even more tomorrow morning. Was last night all right, Adam? Did I please you?” She felt self-conscious as she recalled her impromptu attempt at pussy-jacking him. His chuckle rumbled deeply in his chest as he rubbed his hand over his face.
“Did you please me? Oh, baby, honey, angel, you nearly killed me with pleasure. I’m probably not going to get much work done today. I’m going to be hard and cranky all day. Your pussy on me last night was a little taste of what heaven will feel like tonight.” He brushed his lips along her jaw line. “I can’t wait.”
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