Free James, Elle Saint - Unbridled and Unridden [The Double Rider Men's Club 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Elle Saint James

away. He sucked her clit harder and thrust his fingers in and out of her rear hole.
    He ground his cock into her sheets, trying to keep from coming as the seductive sounds of her sexy moans floated in the air around him.
    There was a faint wisp of vanilla, his favorite scent, lingering in the air, along with the pungent smell of sex. It only made him want her that much more.
    She bunched a handful of sheets between her fingers at hip level. Her back suddenly arched off the bed and a sweet wail emitted from her lips. Even from her rear, he felt her pussy contract against his fingers when she came.
    He stopped sucking and lapped up the excess juice that had shot out onto his chin as she came.
    His cock pulsed with the desire to fuck her again, but his intellect wouldn’t allow it. He had been with experienced women who told him later that he’d fucked them raw with his big cock after only one time together. Okay. Perhaps he did like to brag.
    Deacon moved up her body and lay down beside her. He cradled her in his arms until she stopped shuddering in delight.
    After a few minutes, her hand reached out to stroke his cock. He closed his eyes and allowed her softly gripped touch to carry him further.
    He wanted to come, but would not put his cock inside her again.
    As if she read his mind, Jessica kissed his belly and then moved south. Jesus, God Almighty, if she put her mouth on him, he’d blow like a Chinese firecracker in a single suck.
    She licked the head of his cock, and a noise escaped his throat.
    “I’d like to reciprocate, but I’ve never done it before.” Their eyes met. Her luscious mouth poised over the end of his dick was a visual he’d never forget for as long as he lived.
    “If you so much as put your lips around the head of my cock, I’ll likely come in your mouth after one suck. I’m weak.”
    She grinned. “Do you have any further instructions for me?”
    “It’s so easy.” He closed his eyes. “Grip the base of my cock with your hand and put your mouth over the rest. Suck me inside and move your tightened hand up and down.”
    “Okay.” She gripped his cock one-handed at the base and slid her luscious lips over the head of him in the next second. The nirvana of her mouth covering him did make his eyes roll back in his head. He tried to watch because it was so fucking sexy, but he didn’t want to release his load in two seconds.
    When she exerted more pressure by sucking on him a bit harder, a pulse of pleasure spiked from his hip bones to the end of his cock. She actually sucked on him seven or eight times before he let go and climaxed into her lovely, warm mouth.
    She swallowed every drop. Deacon wondered how he was ever going to be able to forget her if this was their only night together.
    Jessica Troy was about to become his goal for a mate. Boyd already liked her, and she also liked Boyd. They had to make something work between the three of them. Had to.
    Deacon crushed her to him and buried his face in her neck. He’d never felt like this with any woman. Once he got Boyd to spend some time with her alone, he’d take another big chance and ask her to consider their lifestyle. He hoped her adventurous nature would lead her into their arms for good.
    She had to say yes. Had to be in a permanent threesome with them. Simply had to.

Chapter Six

    Jessica was very clear in her goals. She knew Mr. Wilder would likely want to see her again, but she was going to hinder that idea. And not because her time with him hadn’t been ideal. It had been utterly perfect.
    She truly liked him. He’d been an amazing first choice, and every other man she’d ever have from this day forward would be compared to him, but she didn’t want a relationship. She hadn’t ever wanted one.
    Deacon made her want to reconsider, but she’d stand firm. A glance at the clock to see the late hour made her start thinking about her day tomorrow. Tonight had been amazingly perfect, but she feared she’d have to assure