Sarasota Revenge: BBW Contemporary Menage Romance (Level 69 Trilogy Book 2)

by Scott, Talyn

  “No, not so bad.”

  Dylan placed his big palms on her knees, spreading her wide. Avery ran the backs of his knuckles over her sleek cunt. They hadn’t bathed her, and Dylan’s load oozed from her stretched opening. “I don’t think I’m going to use that lube after all.”

  Dylan reached between her legs and kissed her pussy, before dragging his tongue to her ass. She jumped, understanding what was coming. But Avery still had to ask. “You know what we want, right?”

  “Sort of.”

  “Think of the time I took you in the bathroom with the butt plug and genital clamps, the pressure pain that drove you to climax. Dylan wants to claim your ass while I work it out with your pussy. At first, it’s more pressure and pain than pleasure.” He placed a steady finger right on her clit, not moving it a fraction other than creating a delicious pressure.

  “But when that pressure builds to friction, you’ll roll with it just fine,” Dylan said before parting the globes of her ass with his seeking fingers.

  “Let’s do it,” Payton whispered in her sleep-husky voice, thrusting her pelvis up to avoid Dylan spearing her ass. At the same time, she’d shaken his pressure off her clit.

  He couldn’t spank her for pulling away today, due to her bruises. And he didn’t want to tie her up the first night he entered her. Avery wanted her hands all over him, pulling out his hair and digging her nails into the scars on his back. But she couldn’t direct them in the bedroom, not this time anyway. So, he pulled out the Master voice he used on his past subs and mistresses. He loomed over her, putting her wrists in a one-handed hold, careful of her bruised elbows. “You will move when I tell you to move.”

  She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times, but then her tiny nostrils flared, her pupils grew in those gorgeous green eyes, and down below her nipples puckered for his attention. Bingo. A little sub was blooming right before his eyes. “Are you ready for me?” He flipped her over, the side of her face against the bed.

  “Yes, I want you.” Her breaths were leaving her in choppy bursts.

  “Lift your knees on either side of your body, as high as you can go, in a spread-frog position.” After she complied, he rewarded her by stroking her slick opening with the tip of his cock, and the sensation nearly knocked him into next week. It had been so long, too long, and wasn’t it better with the woman he loved? “Don’t lower your knees, Payton.”

  Dylan placed a pillow under her pelvis, opening both of her incredible holes to his gaze. Avery wasted no time inserting the head of his dick inside her. She trembled beneath him, but he could read pain. And all she currently felt was aching need and a gentle stretching. “I’m working it halfway.” Avery closed his eyes briefly in bliss before reaching for Dylan’s head. “I haven’t had pussy in so long.” He shoved Dylan’s face on her ass. “Get her ready. I won’t last this round and I’ll want to go to the next straight away.

  Avery leaned back, thrusting gently with his thighs and hips, his cock threading her higher and higher. “How do I feel, Payton,” he let go of Dylan’s head, fisting the sheets on either side of his legs just to keep from coming.

  “Textured, kind of like Dylan’s piercings,” she rasped, her pretty ass presenting itself for Dylan’s tongue. His cousin was going nuts, spreading her wider, taking her ass with his tongue while Avery cranked up his thrusting.

  “If this ass feels as good as it tastes, I’m going to dive in and never leave.” He said between flicks. Then he speared Payton’s ass with two fingers.

  Avery watched Dylan’s fingers disappear between her fleshy cheeks the same time his cock completely disappeared in her pussy. “Look at her, D, she’s swallowing me whole.”

  “Fucking hot,” he agreed, spreading his fingers wide in her ass until he created a friction against Avery.

  “That’s it.” Avery knocked him back, picked up her hips, and slammed her repeatedly. He seemed to leave his body as those little throaty moans rumbled in her throat. When her head started thrashing, her crimson hair flying all over the place, Dylan gripped her hair and threaded his tongue with hers. Avery increased his speed, his balls smacking against her swollen clit in blinding speed. “Give it to me!” he reached beneath her and pinched her clit right as he lost his mind and his load.

  “Avery!”

  “That’s it, sweetheart.” Dylan said against her lips as he also reached beneath her and tweaked her nipple. “Let me hear you roar.”

  Avery emptied everything he had inside her, taking a selfish moment to squeeze her pussy lips around the base of his cock to hold in his seed. He took a couple of deep breaths, realizing this was his second orgasm of the hour and he was still rock hard for this woman. “How are you feeling?” He petted her plush ass, appreciating the way it jiggled while he rode her hard as Dylan kissed her and crooned in her ear, bringing her down from her climax.

  Dylan raised a blonde brow at him, gripping his straining length. “I need to saddle up, A.”

  “I wonder if we’ll always be this insatiable with our Payton.”

  “You can tone it down… a notch or two,” Payton mumbled into the pillow.

  Avery kissed her between the legs, rubbing her hips, and then he skated his tongue up her spine. Watching her flesh pebble under his touch, he ended at her neck, licking the sweat from her skin. “One day soon, I’m going to take you in one of Julian’s playrooms.”

  “Avery,” she warned.

  Her smell of honeysuckles and salt filled his senses. “Once I do, you’ll be ready for it.”

  “You sound like Evan,” she muttered, looking over her shoulder at him.

  “Evan wants your pretty cunt.” Dylan smacked her ass. “There’s no trespassing on my property.”

  She reared up, laughing. “Then why does he tease me about sharing.”

  “He probably wants to watch.” Avery said, staring at her hanging breasts, the nipples swinging downward just the way he liked them. Down lower, her generous stomach cranked him up. He rubbed his palm over the extra flesh found there, loving the sensation of her silky porcelain skin against his ragged scars. “Maybe if we’re feeling particularly playful one night, he can watch you orgasm under my tutelage.”

  She gaped. “Under your tutelage?”

  “Why wouldn’t I Master the love of my life?”

  “It’s an incomparable pleasure,” Dylan agreed, right as he dropped his face on her pussy, slurping her down his throat.

  “Save some of that for lube,” Avery chastised as Payton pushed at Dylan’s head.

  “It’s too much!” She shook her head no. “I’m too sensitive.”

  “Don’t send her over, Dylan.”

  Dylan raised his head. His mouth and nose wore a bit of the three of them. He licked away all traces and placed Payton’s back against his chest. “Ease down on my cock, sweetheart.” She wiggled against him, sliding her vagina halfway down Dylan on a long moan. He moved her with his hands, working her up and down on his erection in a standing reverse cowgirl, the wet smacking sounds of Avery and Dylan’s loads made Avery ache anew.

  “I still want you using lube, Dylan.” Avery finished reinserting the ball in his tongue. “Those piercings are going to be rough while fucking her tight ass.” Avery had his own set of cock piercings, rivaling anything he put into his tongue. Maybe he’d introduce them to Payton, when he finally took her inside Level 69.

  He moved his head down, watching Dylan go in and out of her, his balls swinging between their legs. With a gentle nudge, Avery rolled his pierced tongue over her distended clitoris. “Sweet, so incredibly sweet like dessert.”

  She whimpered softly, her lips straining around Dylan, his piercings rolling in and out, in and out. Their come drizzled down her inner thighs, which were spread so far apart her clit stood straight out. He was temporarily stunned at the sight of her and Dylan.

  “More!” She frantically reached for Avery’s hair, tugging him to her wet offering.

  “Keep your legs wide and I’ll give you mor
e,” Avery whispered against her pink flesh, the movement of her hips smacking against his face as Dylan increased his thrusts into a frenzy. “Easy, Dylan, I have my piercing in.” To prove his point, he latched onto her swollen nub and stared up her body. Sucking her harder than he probably should, he could see her overwhelming pleasure in the flush of her cheeks and the swelling of her swinging breasts.

  “Hear that sound?” Dylan asked, leaning around and forcing his tongue inside his mouth. She opened wide for Dylan. Avery flicked his tongue up her body, flavoring her with all three of them. Before her, standing on his knees, he watched Dylan plunder her mouth. He nibbled Payton’s jaw as Dylan finished his kiss. When Dylan pulled away, Avery swooped in and suckled her tongue, rolling it over the ball in his tongue. Midway, he rolled the barbells threading his nipples over her velvety tips.

  She bounced higher on Dylan’s cock, her cushiony breasts scraping his chest, grazing his nipple piercings until they burned. A groan came from deep in Dylan’s throat as she froze on him, a loud crying leaving her.

  This was Avery’s cue.

  He flopped back on the bed, holding his cock to change places with Dylan. Dylan lifted her up, her greedy pussy gripping his dick, wanting to stay right where it was. “I’ve got you, Payton. Come to me.” Oh, how it felt to say that, to take her deep inside without watching and wishing. Her full-figured curves loomed over him as Dylan positioned her over Avery’s cock. His desire was almost unbearable. She held him in the palm of her hand, and he hated giving someone that much power over him, but it couldn’t be helped. “You should know what you’re in for, Payton.” He cupped her face gently, stealing her mouth in another blinding kiss. She lowered on his lap; her silken haven accepting every inch of her after Dylan and Avery stretched her wide. “The orgasm you feel from two men entering you at the same time can be overwhelming.”

  Her eyes were glassy, nearly unfocused. “I’ll manage,” she said dryly. “Oh, Avery, I can’t believe you kept this from me the first time.”

  She wiggled on him, swinging her breasts forward and back on his barbells until her nipples were as hard as diamonds. Sinking down, her nether lips smacked against the base of his cock, but her rippling pussy sucked him higher until he swore he was touching her womb.

  “Dylan, get going.” Avery pulled her down on his chest, spreading her ass wide apart with his hands. “My balls are already tingling.”

  Dylan had done this before, a penetrative ménage, but Avery had never shared the pleasure. He couldn’t wait to overfill Payton, to claim her in this primitive way. And maybe, just maybe, she’d forget Noah Wyatt ever existed.

  Nearly emptying the tube of lubricant on his cock and hand, Dylan used his fingers to make slow strokes inside Payton’s anus. “Can you feel that, Avery?” he asked, turning his fingers this way and that, before pitching the flattened tube over his shoulder.

  “Yeah, it’s good.”

  Dylan gripped his cock, the first half of it red from all the recent friction. “Ass higher, on your hands and knees, Payton.”

  “I’m getting nervous,” Payton whimpered when he dipped his tip in her pink ring.

  Avery grabbed the back of her head, and claimed her tongue again in a soulful kiss. When he pulled away, he stroked her spine with gentle hands. Dylan leaned in, pushing through and tightening her opening around Avery’s cock.

  Payton buckled in jerky, nearly uncontrollable movements. “I don’t like it.”

  “You enjoyed me fucking you with my hands,” Avery soothed, pushing the hair from her eyes. “Remember when I used my leather gloves on you?”

  “Yes, I liked that.”

  “Give this a chance then,” Avery used his Master voice, hoping his confidence would weave security through her. “Push down when Dylan enters you.”

  Her eyes widened. “I can’t do that.”

  “Yes, you will,” he said sternly, gripping her chin between his thumb and forefinger. “You will because you want to take your men together.” He swiveled his hips, diverting her and Dylan pushed again. He sensed a drop of fluid leave his cock. “You will because you want to feel pleasure that’s nearly flawless.” Dylan moved in as Avery distracted her, keeping her body stimulated with his hands and mouth. “ And I’ll share this first time with you.”

  A rolling tremor weakened her. “You’ve never done this, Avery?”

  He shook his head no, staring into the eyes that had saved his dark soul. “I could stay this way forever, but I’d like to move.” She blinked a few times, and then he felt her push down on Dylan.

  “Oh, hell,” he moaned on a long exhale. “I’m getting there…just about…now.”

  All three shuddered in unison. Avery felt the press of Payton all over his body.

  Dylan nipped her undamaged shoulder lightly, holding her a moment while he allowed her to become accustomed to his intrusion. “I love you,” he whispered, his eyes closing while retreating slowly down her channel.

  “D-dylan?” she gasped.

  “Yes, sweetheart.”

  “I love you…too.”

  His eyes widened in amazement. Avery stared up at him, flashing a grin as he started stroking her pussy. “I’ll expect you to say that while my cock’s not buried balls deep inside you.”

  “Okay, I will,” she promised, arching her back. Avery supported her, but moved his mouth over her breasts, flicking, sucking, and nipping.

  “How are you doing, Payton?” Dylan asked on another groan, his movements steady and unrushed. Avery matched his pace but he wanted more, needed to take it up a notch. “Are we hurting you past stinging pressure?”

  “No, I think I need it faster.”

  Avery met Dylan’s eyes. “Oh, I can’t believe.” He thrust up, changing the rhythm, pulling out when Dylan pushed in. “She wants faster.”

  “A little faster, since this is her first time.” Dylan delved rougher, his ass moving back and forth behind hers. Payton’s eyes literally rolled in her head on a sharp burst, and she dropped limp on Avery’s chest for a few tantalizing moments as Avery matched Dylan’s tempo. “I didn’t even know she was going to come until it was over.” Avery said, as her convulsing core milked his cock. This sensation he’d missed for what felt like an eternity. “Do you fucking feel that?” he asked as he kissed the side of her face.

  Dylan looked at him like he was nuts. “Do I fucking feel that?” He shook his head, before he arched back, his chin rising skyward. The first shudder hit Dylan, and it fed Avery. “Glad to have you back with the program,” Dylan said to him through gritted teeth. That was the end of their conversation for another few minutes, where all that was heard was uneven panting and dark expletives.

  Avery drove them with pelvic circles, his dick growing harder as they worked against each other. All separated by a thin membrane, “I’m there.”

  Dylan swore a blue streak. “Let’s go.”

  They shot off together, both cocks pulsating inside Payton, trembling in her already trembling body, which set her off into another orgasm. She moaned against Avery’s chest, not lifting her head. He closed his eyes, stroking her hair and staying deep inside her. He wasn’t pulling out for anything. In fact, he was staying inside her all night, finally where he belonged.

  Chapter 11

  “Noah?” Payton asked, pressing her phone to her ear. “Are you okay?”

  “I’m outside that place you and Libby call Tower Amore.”

  “Why?” She threw her legs over the bed, blinking away sleep and glancing at the bedside clock. “It’s seven in the morning.”

  “I met Stellan Hudson here for my audition.”

  “Wow, he’s an early riser for a rock star.”

  “No, he never went to bed last night.” He was breathing hard, and she could hear a car blaring in the background. “In fact, I met him downstairs inside a sex club. Some of the rooms are open twenty-four-seven.”

  She looked in the bathroom for Dylan or Avery, but they were nowhere to be found. “Level 69, I k
now about it.”

  “Have you ever been there?” he growled in the phone. “Obviously, the Easton clan owns it.”

  “No, I’ve never been there.” However, she was becoming increasingly intrigued. Maybe a peek wouldn’t hurt? “And, yes, one of the Eastons own it, but not Dylan or Avery.”

  “Well, conveniently, Stellan wanted me to play in one of the private rooms.”

  “How did he find out about you?”

  “Club Saturday, another Easton establishment,” he reminded her.

  This had Dylan’s fingerprints all over it. “I’m starting to see where this is headed.”