Free Pretty in Kink by Titania Ladley Page B

released Britt’s
ponytail. Then she skated her hands down the sides of Britt’s breasts to her
hips.
    “Oh my god, I want you so badly,” Michelle murmured against
Britt’s mouth. She turned her head, clutched Britt to her front and said,
“She’s mine, Mansini. Go away.”
    Diego just laughed. He yanked Britt out of Michelle’s
embrace and wrapped his arms around her, not seeming to care that sticky
gelatin splotches and water covered her from chin to toes. “Hell no. I’m
keeping her all to myself. Now beat it, woman.”
    Michelle’s kisses and sexy pawing had gotten Britt’s motor
warm, but being watched by Diego and Glen, and then getting dragged into
Diego’s strong arms with his erection pressing against her stomach—holy whew.
It proved to be more than she could take. Her hormones raced and her pussy
throbbed with the need to be filled by that promising hardness. She couldn’t
wait to get back to Tampa and relieve the heaviness in her lower belly.
    Glen wrapped his arms around his wife from behind. “Damn,
babe, you sure know how to get me stiff as a rod. What do you say we go take a
detour to the house?”
    Michelle melded her curves to him, her face aglow and her
eyes sparkling with unfulfilled desire. She strained her head around and kissed
Glen with as much passion as she’d kissed Britt. “Sounds perfect. And you can
make this a wham-bam one, because after getting my hands on her, I’m going to
come as soon as you slide inside me.”
    For some reason at Michelle’s overt words, Britt’s face
warmed, but in contrast to that almost coy response, her pussy entered the
flaming stage.
    “Well, we better go then, or I’ll be getting off before we
even get there.” Glen took Michelle’s hand and led her toward their house. As
they walked away, Michelle’s rump swaying while she smiled and waved goodbye,
Glen grinned over his shoulder and said, “Thanks for stopping in, man. Helped
me get lucky. See y’all later.”
    Britt remained in Diego’s arms. She lifted her lips to his
and he delved in her mouth with a kiss to rival Michelle’s. She’d loved coming
here with him, getting a glimpse of his world, but she wanted to go now. She
needed him. Needed him to finish waking up her soul to all she’d missed in her
life until today.
    A sexual awakening, and she hadn’t even known she’d been
asleep until she’d entered this dreamy world.
     
    Goddamn, she’s so fucking gorgeous, even more so than in
the pictures.
    “One of these days, yeah, maybe I’ll give it a
try—making love with a woman, that is. But there’re a lot of things
being…introduced to me today. And there’s only one I’m interested in at the
moment.”
    He ran his fingers through her hair while the water rinsed
out the sticky mess. The texture of the strands awed him. It was like combing
his hands through thick, pillow-soft cotton threads.
    Her words sank in. He met her gaze as water dribbled down
her cheeks and delicate jaw and into her cleavage. He was hard, harder than
he’d ever been, but he’d be damned if he’d consummate this bond right here in the
middle of Wild Biker Town, USA. Well. He would if she insisted. These parties
often evolved into pockets of orgies off in corners, or all-the-way wild sex
antics on stage. But he had too much respect for her. He wanted their first
time to be special.
    Not to mention he wanted her all to himself with no prying
eyes or leering or cheering.
    “And what would that be?” Diego asked, pulling her soaked,
bikini-clad body into his embrace. She molded to him like clay. A groan escaped
his clamped teeth when she wiggled her pelvis, abrading it over his hard-on.
    Either the Long Island Teas had torn down her inhibitions,
or he’d found himself a blooming gem.
    She wound her arms around his neck and kissed him. She
tasted of powdered sugar, cherry gelatin and liquor all at once. “Scoundrel,”
she whispered against his mouth.
    “Damn. Do you realize I came this