Free Hot in the City 2: Sin City by Lacey Alexander Page B

scintillatingly soft on her bare breasts.
    “Come and get me,” she cooed to Marc, then reached behind her and used her first two fingers to spread open her lips and give them all another enticing glimpse of pink.
    She looked over her shoulder at him, bit her lip. “Come on,” she said softly, casting a sexy smile. “I’m waiting for you.”
    He returned the grin and got in position behind her, but didn’t enter her hungry cunt.
    Finally, she got impatient. “Why aren’t you in me?”
    She heard his rich chuckle just as he dropped a little kiss high on her ass. “I’m looking,” he said. “I’m looking at your hot little hole. It’s all nice and open, and I’m enjoying the view.”
    When she again glanced over her shoulder, she found Craig and Dan had returned to their seats, clearly sensing that her focus had narrowed to Marc again. “Is it wet?” she asked.
    Marc audibly pulled in his breath at the question. “Mmm, very. And there’s a pretty little trail of juice leaking out.”
    Her patience was growing short again, and he sensed it.
    “You want my cock in you, sweetheart?”
    She nodded. “Badly.”
    “All right. Here it comes.”
    And then his colossal erection was sliding slowly into her again—deep, deeper, deepest, making her groan. “So big,” she whimpered. “Fuck me.”
    As before, his thrusts were thoroughly intense, filling her to the brim and making her scream with each stroke. And as he fucked her, she realized there was more than just the sensation of a huge cock—there were fingers playing about her ass, passing gently over the tiny fissure. He caressed her, rubbing her asshole, gently prodding at the opening.
    She let out a moan and drank it all in: the cock inside her, the sweet stimulation of her anus. Wetness—he was rubbing her with wet fingers now, which he must have slid through her arousal to lubricate her.
    Hot little circular caresses on her asshole soon led to pushing, easing into it, and another oh-so-pleasant intrusion. She heard herself sob.
    She’d had guys play with her ass a little, rubbing the tiny gap and getting her hot, but this was the first time she’d actually been fucked there, even just with fingers, and it was incredible, especially with Marc’s continued driving thrusts into her pussy. Her whimpers turned desperate and needy. Her control over her body felt lost. So many sensations, hard and soft, fast and slow…oh God, she couldn’t take much more.
    She hadn’t thought she could come again, but she’d also never had her asshole stimulated quite so thoroughly while an enormous cock filled her. She reached up under herself, between her legs, and pressed three fingers over her slit. Finding her clitoris, she rubbed around it in hot little circles. It took only seconds to reach her third and most intense orgasm of the night. She screamed out—hard, loud cries that surely alerted anyone within hearing distance on the street that a woman was having her brains fucked out in the limo.
    Behind her, Marc knew he couldn’t last much longer. He thought it was a miracle that he’d managed to keep from shooting his load before now.
    Damn, to think that a few hours ago he was worried about offending her by coming on too strong, by touching her back in the theater. He’d hoped Diana would want to get wild with him, but he’d had no idea his flirtatious little friend would be open to something as hot and out-of-bounds as what they were doing right now. It had him nearly out of his mind with lust and he was going to explode any minute.
    Even so, he wanted to hold off a little longer, so he eased back, pulled his cock out of her. But when he looked down and—shit—saw how open both of her passages were, the sight alone was nearly enough to push him over the edge. He couldn’t keep himself from slipping his cock back into her just a little—just enough to tease.
    “Are you all gonna come soon?” she asked them over her shoulder.
    “Oh yeah,” Dan said,