by Fawkes, Sara
Tess, please.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Just as I open my mouth for Wade, Connor drops his mouth to my ass
and kisses me there. Yes!
Thank God my hands are free so I can guide Wade into my mouth and kiss and lick him the way I
want. He doesn’t complain when I use my tongue on him. In fact, his response is not a chastisement,
like it was with Connor, but a groan of pleasure as he holds both sides of my face, letting me have my
way with him.
The feel of Connor’s tongue prodding my ass while I lick the underside of Wade’s cock is sublime.
But what’s even better is when Wade commands Connor to pay up for my sins. “Seven times two of
us, that’s fourteen. You think you can handle that, baby?”
With my mouth full of beautiful male sex, all I can do is nod my assent.
“I’m going to finger her while I do it,” Con says, breathless.
“Be my guest,” Wade replies, as if my pussy belongs to him—which it kind of does at the moment
—and he’s granting Connor access.
Connor’s fingers drive into me from behind and spur me on to take Wade deeper.
“One,” Wade says. The word is a soft grunt.
With his fingers fondling the inside of me, Connor slaps my right ass cheek and the sensation is
anything but painful. I moan around Wade’s cock, opening my throat, taking him further.
“Fuck me...two.” Wade’s voice is ragged.
Before Connor spanks again he pulls his fingers out of my heat and rubs them, nice and damp,
against my clit. I raise my ass in reaction and he spanks my other cheek.
“Three, four and five.” Wade withdraws and plunges with each number.
Still rubbing my clit, a little harder now, Connor responds with three sharp smacks covering my
ass from top to bottom. I cry out with pleasure. It feels so fucking good and my body vibrates with all
the incredible sensations, cock, fingers, slaps, the smell of arousal heavy in the air, my own ragged
breathing.
Oh, God. I’m going to come. But I don’t want to. Not yet. I want to wait until I’ve got hard cowboy
cock buried deep inside of me, both front and back. I pull my head to the side, disengaging from
Wade. “Please,” I pant. “Please. I need to be fucked. Please.”
Wade tilts my head up, looking down at me with a wolfish gaze. “You want Connor to fuck you
from behind while I fuck your face?”
“Yes,” I moan. Needy. “Please.”
Wade looks over my back, “Con?”
“Oh hell, yes. I’m barely containing myself here.”
“Okay,” Wade says, nudging his amazing erection against my parted lips. “Con, go cover
yourself.” He smoothes my tangled hair away from my face. “Keep sucking my cock, babe. But just
because you’re getting what you want, doesn’t mean the punishment is over.”
I nod. Eager as a puppy to please. And, he circles my swollen lips with the head of his cock. “You
have such a gorgeous mouth.” He taps my lips gently with his large head. “So sweet. So naughty. So
wet.” His grip tightens on my hair as he tilts my head back. “Do you have any fucking clue what you
do to me?”
I shake my head, shut my eyes and open my mouth, encouraging him with my tongue to come back
inside.
“Fuck, Tess. I want to go crazy on you.”
“Do it,” I whisper.
He grunts in response and buries himself in my mouth. The mattress moves behind me and Connor
is there, petting my ass and nudging his cock up against my eager pussy. “So wet,” he mutters. “So
fucking wet.”
“Fuck her,” Wade commands.
Connor doesn’t need any more encouragement. He sinks his shaft right into me and my cry of
ecstasy is muffled by Wade’s flesh. Within seconds the men get into a rhythm, sawing in and out of
me like they’re joined by a rod running straight through my body from mouth to cunt. In and out, in
and out. It’s more than I can take but it’s all I want. I want to extend my body, push myself closer to
each man in opposing directions.
“Con?”
Connor grunts in reply.
“Finish.”
At first I think Wade’s telling Connor to come, but when I feel a sharp smack on my right hip, I
realize he means for Connor to finish the spanking. If I thought the sensation of having two men inside
me at once was over the top, being spanked at the same times carries me into worlds I’ve never visited
where there is nothing but heat, light and bliss. I lose myself in the sensation of Connor warming my
hips and ass as he plunges with abandon, just like that wild stallion I imagined him to be, while Wade
holds my head, his fingers twisted in my hair, as he mutters curses and groans through gritted teeth.
Suddenly, I can’t take it. I can’t. I don’t want to stop, but I have to. I can’t breathe. Wade’s too big,
too deep, and the things that Connor’s doing to me from behind have me screaming for breath. I
wrench my head out of Wade’s grasp and gulp air. Crying and moaning in ecstasy so close to
shattering it’s a wonder I haven’t.
“Goddammit,” Wade bites out. He lifts my face. “Tess, look at me.”
It takes too much effort to open my eyes.
“Are you okay?”
I nod. “Yes,” I say, on the verge of hyperventilation. “Yes.” Somehow I manage to look up at him.
There’s a war going on inside Wade, a stupid, idiotic war where he’s mistaking my pleasure for pain. I
reach for his face and stroke the rigid line of his jaw. “Go put on a condom.”
“What?”
“Do it.”
He stares into my eyes then lifts his gaze to where Connor is oblivious because he’s wildly doing
his thing behind me, inside me.
I reach one hand down and rub my clit while never taking my eyes off Wade. “Do you remember
what you said last night?” I ask, the words coming out broken and breathless.
“I said a lot of things.” Wade rubs his cock, his eyes flicking to Connor.
“You said you wanted to fuck my ass.”
Wade closes his eyes and groans, his hand squeezing the length of his shaft.
“I want it, Wade. I want you in my ass while Connor’s in my pussy.”
Wade’s eyes spring open and I can read the disbelief.
“Please.” I close my eyes because Connor’s increased the pace and the pressure is mounting. “But
you’ve got to hurry because I’m about to come and I want you inside me when I do.”
“Fucking hell.” Wade gets off the bed and finds a condom in his discarded jeans. “Tell me
someone here thought to bring lube.” Wade’s voice is gruff as he rolls the condom along his length.
I point to my open suitcase on the floor. “Top right pocket,” I say. “But hurry. I can’t hold off
much longer.”
“Jesus Christ,” Connor says, holding my hips fast and pumping into me. “You and me both.”
Oh God. At this rate, I’m never going to last and I want to last, so very, very badly. I move
forward, trying to detach myself from Connor, but he just pulls me back by the hips. “Con,” I say over
my shoulder. “Stop. Please. Just for a second.”
His face pinches in anguish. He doesn’t listen to me, thrusting with hard little shots, his balls
slapping fiercely against my ass.
“Connor!”
Of course it takes Wade’s commanding voice for Connor to listen. He growls like an injured
; animal but slowly, painfully withdraws. He makes a harsh sound at the back of his throat and grasps
his shaft, cupping his balls in agony.
Man oh man, do I feel his pain. I’m doing the same thing with my pussy. Cupping it, trying to
stave off my pending orgasm and it’s hard, so, so hard. Particularly when Wade comes over to the bed
and instructs us to move over so he can lie on his back, his head propped up on pillows. “Con, go stand
at the foot of the bed. Tess, straddle my hips, face Connor.”
We do as he says, all three of us panting, barely able to maintain control.
“Bend forward, Tess. I need to lube you up. Though my God.” His hand is on my pussy, drawing
moisture up my ass. “You’re so fucking wet we almost don’t need it.”
Cool moist fingers play with my ass as Wade spreads my cheeks apart. “Sweet mother, you are
gorgeous. I could feast on this ass all night.”
I rock onto my hands, watching Connor watch Wade as Wade works another finger into my tight
hole.
“Hurry the fuck up,” Connor says, grimacing as he strokes his cock.
“Don’t rush me,” Wade says, applying pressure to my tight muscles with one hand while he rubs
my clit with the other. “How does that feel, Tess?”
“Good.” I rock some more as Wade works another finger inside.
“Oh darlin’,” Wade moans. “Come here.” He pulls me by my hips so that I’m hovering right above
his cock. “Can you feel that?” He nudges his head against my butt cheek while he continues to play
with me. “You sure you can do it?”
“Yes.” I spread my legs wider so that I can lower myself onto his cock when ready.
“That’s it baby.” He holds himself steady fitting himself into my tight opening while I let gravity
work for me, slowly lowering onto him. The whole time I do it, I watch Connor. His face is even more
flushed than before and his hair is as damp as it was when he came out of the shower. The sight of
Connor takes my mind off the nearly unbearable pressure of Wade’s enormous cock filling my ass.
“Oh baby,” Wade moans, lifting his hips up to meet me, pushing me a little further than I am
prepared for.
I cry out and he squeezes my hips, holding me steady as he starts to withdraw. “Shit—”
“It’s okay,” I say in an attempt to assuage him. “It’s good. It’s just...intense.” I part my legs and
rub myself, while I take Wade deeper, inch by fucking inch.
“Oh my God,” Connor moans, watching everything unfold in front of him. Wade’s cock
disappearing inside of me, my pussy, wet and swollen, my fingers playing roughly with my engorged
clit. “I’m going to fucking come.”
“Not before you’re in me,” I say, grimacing as I finally seat myself on Wade’s hips, his cock
buried inside me.
“Legs out straight and lie back,” Wade instructs, wrapping his hands around my ribs and pulling
me back to lie on top of him. “There you go. How does that feel?”
I wriggle my ass against him feeling the wonderful pressure of him inside of me from behind.
“Unbelievable,” I say as I continue to play with my completely exposed pussy while Wade slowly
raises and lowers his hips beneath me, his cock sliding in and out, in and out.
“Fucking hell,” Connor says, watching us. He doesn’t wait for Wade’s invitation. He crawls up
onto the bed and situates himself between our open legs. “One thrust inside of you sweet thing, that’s
all it’s going to take.” Before he does it, however, he ducks down for a quick taste and I swear I feel
his tongue at the back of me where Wade is moving.
My body bucks in response and Connor sits up, takes his cock with both hands and slides it into
my cunt.
“Ah!” The three of us cry out simultaneously.
“Can you feel that Con?” Wade asks, his voice gravely with need.
“Fuck yeah.”
I can’t speak. I’m too full. The pressure inside is out of control. As crazy as sitting on top of a
raging bull. That’s how I feel as the men move in unison inside of me. Wade’s hands are around me,
holding on, kneading my breasts while Connor falls forward and props himself above me in order to
get leverage to move inside of me.
I can’t take it. It’s too much. I’m a powder keg about to explode. I’ve held this orgasm off for so
long I’m afraid it will tear me apart when it hits. The in and out of two huge cocks, at war and at peace
inside of me. It’s too much. But I love it. I love it so fucking much I scream for more. I scream for
them to fuck faster. Harder. I want to go longer than eight seconds. I want to ride these wild animals
and I never want to stop until I’m thrown.
But it’s too much. The blood pounds, racing around inside of me like angry waves in a storm and I
scream when the force of the tsunami hits. Connor captures my scream with his mouth. Kissing it out
of me as he holds himself deep, his quaking cock adding to the tidal wave of sensations.
“Fuck...” Wade continues to rock beneath us, his big strong body lifting both of ours with the sheer
force of his passion. “...yes!” Strong arms wrap around me from below. Holding me fast as Wade loses
control inside me.
I have no idea how long we stay that way, locked together like conjoined triplets. I don’t know
where I end and where they start and I never want to move. I want to stay this way because it’s heaven.
Beautiful, sweet, sweaty, cowboy heaven.
It’s Connor who moves first. He groans as he pulls out of me. I grunt when he withdraws, feeling
the sudden loss. He disentangles his body and limbs from ours and eases off the bed. He removes the
condom and drops it in the trash before coming to lie beside us. Wade moves next, carefully lifting me
off and sliding out of me. The loss is tenfold what it was with Connor and an involuntary cry springs
out of my chest. He’s awfully quiet as he gets up and makes his way to the bathroom.
“Damn, sweet thing,” Connor says, caressing my cheek. “You okay?”
“Oh God,” I sigh. “I am more than okay. I may never walk again. But I’m totally okay.”
When he sees my smile, Connor grins back and kisses me softly. “Good, because that was
absolutely, fucking amazing.”
Wade returns after a few minutes with a warm, damp washcloth. He crawls onto the bed and gently
wipes my thighs and pussy, making sure to be extra gentle like I’m breakable or something. I take the
cloth from him and finish the job. “Thanks,” I say.
Propped on his elbow, Wade looks down at me. “I’m sorry,” he says. “I didn’t mean to—”
I cover his lips with my fingers, not letting him finish. “Don’t you dare apologize because that was
amazing.”
He squints at me in the way he does when he’s trying to figure people out. “You’re going to be
sore,” he says, eventually.
“Yep,” I grin, satisfied. “And every time I feel a twinge of pain on the flight to New York
tomorrow, it’ll bring back some sweet, sweet memories.” I touch his stony cheek. “I’m looking
forward to it. Honest.”
Blinking, Wade finally allows himself to smile. He leans over and kisses me, softly, chastely, like
he didn’t just have that big fucking cock of his in my ass. Then he gets up and starts to dress.
“What are you doing?”
“Going to let you sleep. You must be exhausted.”
“I am. But I always sleep better when someone shares my bed.” I pat the empty spot on the bed
beside me.
“Oh, let him go,” Connor says, spooning me from behind. “That way I won’t have to share you in
the morning.”
Wade pauses before buttoning his jeans. His eyes flick from me to Connor and back again. “Fuck
that,” he says, undressing quickly before sliding back into bed.
I splay my hands over his chiseled chest before planting a kiss, while Connor rubs up against me
from behind.
Heaven. Ahh, heaven.
Chapter Fourteen – Connor
It’s time to go. Endings are always bittersweet. This weekend has been amazing, like unbelievably
amazing. Of course I’d love to stay longer and repeat some of the things that happened and try some
new ones as well. On the other hand, leaving when things are good and sweet and awesome, well
there’s something pretty special about that too.
Speaking of special, I plan on calling Todd on the way to the airport to see if he’ll meet me there
for lunch after I check-in. I need to pay him back for the weekend and to thank him. He was the
catalyst in all this, whatever he said to the men sure left an impression because, good lord, that was
one of the most satisfying threesomes I’ve ever had the pleasure to take part in and if that doesn’t
deserve thanks, I don’t know what does.
I stand at the door to Wade’s office and take a deep breath. My bags are stowed in the trunk of my
rental. It’s time for goodbye. But, after knocking and waiting and no one answering, I start to think I
won’t get to say goodbye. Sometimes that’s for the best.
Not this time.
My stomach churns at the thought of no farewell. Not sure what to do, I check my watch, maybe
I’ve got time to go look for the men. Just then, Connor walks in the front door. “Leaving so soon?” he
says with his signature grin and the most delightfully sinful look in his chocolate brown eyes.
“Yep. My flight leaves at two. Is he around?” I motion to the shut door of Wade’s office. “I didn’t
want to leave before saying goodbye.” I haven’t seen Wade since he left after our sweet, early
morning love-making session. He was already doing chores by the time I got down to breakfast.
“He’s in the barn. He’ll be here in a couple of minutes.” Connor takes my hand. “C’mon. Let’s go