Free Afternoon Delight by Desiree Holt Page B

fingers." And do it now. Right now.
    Lori leaned forward, wrapped the orange slice around Savannah's clit and licked the tip peeking through the flesh of the orange slice before sliding two fingers back into the hungry channel. With the thumb of her other hand ministering to her clit, she fucked Savannah's pussy in steady strokes that grew faster and faster.
    "Three fingers," Savannah demanded, hunching against the thrusting hand and the teasing thumb. Oh, God, this felt so good, and she wanted to come so badly.
    Lori obligingly added a third finger. As she did, she pinched the tip of her clit and Savannah convulsed. Her delicate inner walls gripped and spasmed, and her love juice flooded onto Lori's hand. Her fingers kept up the rhythm until the last of the spasms had faded and only tiny aftershocks shivered through her.
    "Whew!" Savannah let out a long breath, reached for a paper napkin and blotted her forehead.
    "Not as good as a man, but better than nothing, right?"
    Lori grinned.
    "Amen to that."
    The moment the fingers slid out Savannah felt something else replace them and she raised her eyebrow.
    "Orange's," Lori told her with a wicked grin. "Sweetness to sweetness."
    "And now I suppose you want the favour returned."
    "You know exactly what I want. And I just happen to have it here." She reached between them for a small beach bag and pulled out a thick, flexible dildo and a tube of lubricating gel.
    "Just in case, huh?" Savannah kidded. "Give it here and assume the position." Savannah flipped the orange slices from her breasts, then took the toy and the lube Lori handed to her. "I'll bet I don't even have to tease your cunt, do I?
    You just think of getting fucked with this, the way you like, and you're dripping." She ran her fingers along Lori's slit.
    "Oh, yeah. Like I said, dripping. Up on your knees, now."
    "Don't you want to take out your other orange slices first?"
    Lori asked, as she turned around and assumed a position on her hands and knees."
    "Actually, I think they add a certain note of savoir faire," a deep voice said from a few feet away.
    Both women froze. Lori nearly pitched off the lounger onto her face, and Savannah frantically tried to think if she could hide the things in her hands.
    "Don't let me stop you, ladies. In fact, maybe I could give you a hand."
    Savannah swivelled her head to see a huge hunk of masculinity jumping lightly over the low brick wall that separated their patio from the one next door. At least six four, she thought, with sun streaked blond hair, broad shoulders and lean hips, and muscles that flexed smoothly beneath tanned skin that shouted hours outdoors, not the gym tanning lamp. Then she looked up and nearly drowned in the exotic, emerald green eyes gleaming with good humour.
    He leaned his hips against the wall, powerful arms folded against his broad chest. In the soft jogging shorts he wore, it was impossible not to notice the nice big tent his cock was making.
    Savannah was mesmerised, unable to tear her eyes away from so much raw sex appeal.
    "I, um, didn't hear you moving around over there." She nodded at his patio. His condo and the one she and Lori shared were the only two at that end of the building, which gave them a degree of privacy. The two patios were separated by the low brick wall their visitor now leaned against.
    He grinned. "And here I thought you were putting on this show just for my benefit. Deke Rogers," he said, introducing himself. "And please, don't let me stop you. I'm enjoying the show."
    Lori sat back on her haunches, her eyes glazing over.
    Savannah could see she was just as hypnotised by the visitor.
    Savannah had to restrain the urge to leap up and run her tongue over every inch of his body. When she could make her mouth work properly, she said, "I'm Savannah Rogers. This is my friend, Lori Avondale. We own this condo together."
    "Do you, um, do this often?" He gestured at them with his hand.
    Savannah smiled at him. "Only to keep from getting