Free Mustang Sally by Jayne Rylon

be a little selfish. And there’s still plenty more to come.”
    “Literally.” Eli laughed.
    “No, seriously.” She knew that was a bit of a ridiculous request given her position flat on her back with her hand reaching and wrapping around Alanso’s cock for the first time. God, he felt fine. Hard and smooth. Thick.
    Nothing awkward about the way he fit in her palm.
    Alanso uttered something reverent before his head dropped back and he leaned into her grasp.
    “I’m waiting…” Cobra’s smile tipped up on one side as she struggled to keep her thoughts in order when they distorted all her attention to them.
    “Uh, right.” What had she been about to say? “Oh! Yeah, I mean, sometimes giving a guy a great blowjob is sort of like shooting yourself in the foot if you want to get fucked worth a damn.”
    “Not if he does it right. Taking a nice long snack to catch you up and give himself time to refuel.” Alanso closed his hand over hers, showing her how he preferred to be gripped with firm pressure. Their discussion helped ease their initial foray into intimacy. How could she be nervous when the friends she’d loved forever were here with her?
    “I suppose.” She shrugged. “Haven’t met many guys interested in pursuing sex after they’ve blown their wad.”
    “The first time?” Eli looked confused.
    “How many times do you guys plan to come in a night?” She paused, her fingers less certain on Alanso’s shaft. Damn, she could hardly close her fingers around him, and his big balls bounced against the heel of her hand when she slid it to the base of his shaft.
    “I can’t count that high when I’m distracted by your fabulous tits and that pretty pussy.” Eli shrugged. “But more than once or twice, that’s for damn sure.”
    “Oh.” She blinked.
    While she mulled over the revelation, Eli performed an impromptu strip tease for her. He unveiled his abs inch by inch until he shucked his shirt. Then he turned around and peeled his pants over his fine ass.
    Alanso plumped in her hand. Had Eli let him in there? Oh, damn. She’d love to see that. Couldn’t wait to watch them together. The desire was almost as strong as her need to feel them inside her, together, joining the three of them in a special bond. All she could picture was the look of pure bliss on Devon’s face when her two men had teamed up to drive her wild.
    Suddenly Eli was bare too. He faced her again, waiting as if for judgment beneath her appreciative stare. Her fingers traced the arched Hot Rods tattoo across his belly. Each dip and rise of his abs enhanced the lines of the script.
    “I swear, I’ve fucked more in the past two weeks than in those early years when I first discovered the softer side of girls. And even all that fooling around with Cobra hasn’t made me want you less. Nothing will.” Alanso looked afraid, as if she might bolt again. “Still interested in playing our way now that you know we’re sex maniacs?”
    “Doubly so now.” She winked at him. “In that case…can I taste you?”
    “You never have to ask, mi alma .” He guided his cock toward her mouth.
    Eli surprised her by running his thumb over her lips, opening her for his best friend. “Make him feel good, Sally. I’ll do the same for you. Tell me what you like. Anything.”
    She opened her mouth and stretched her neck to close the gap between her lips and Alanso’s cock. Eli slapped his hand on Alanso’s abdomen and prevented the shorter guy from sealing the deal.
    “No, no.” He tsk ed at them. “She can’t talk with her mouth full. I want to hear it. In that sexy rasp that tells me she needs us as much as we need her. What would you like me to do with you while Alanso becomes the luckiest bastard on the planet?”
    “Lick me,” she whispered.
    “Here?” He tasted the column of her neck.
    “Lower.” She shoved his shoulders and begged Alanso with her eyes to give her something to work over. With him in her mouth, she’d at least have