Free Licks and Promises (Texas Threesome Book 2) by Em Petrova

many times, but she could see it every day and not get enough.
    Loren ran his tongue over Alex’s balls and went right for his ass. The intimate kiss drew a groan from Alex. He craned to watch. Posy’s pussy pulsated, and her own pucker flexed. She wanted Loren’s tongue there—then Alex’s cock.
    She pushed her bikini top down to her waist and eased her fingers into her bottoms. Each slick revolution of her finger over her clit was background music to what she was seeing.
    Loren licked Alex until animalistic noises left him. When he lifted his head and sucked Alex’s balls, all three of them moaned.
    “Sit on his face, baby,” Loren grated out.
    Alex reached up for her, and she moved into a position over his face, facing Loren. Alex latched onto her clit. She cried out, totally blissed. While Loren lapped Alex’s ass again, Alex stroked his cock.
    Posy was in a position to lean over and suck that glistening head into her mouth, but she wanted to watch instead.
    Loren nuzzled the length, and Alex tapped it lightly off his lover’s cheek. With a snake of his tongue, Loren gathered the cream oozing from the tip.
    Hot need built in Posy’s core . Alex dipped his tongue into her channel.
    Loren worked his tongue into Alex’s backside while he fondled Loren’s shaft. The way the mattress moved was evidence that the three of them were riding the edge.
    When Loren pushed onto his knees and snapped a condom in place, Alex’s tongue slowed on Posy’s sensitive flesh. As Loren readied his lover with a bit of lube, she held Loren’s gaze.
    Slowly he pushed into Alex.
    Alex’s sharp intake of breath sent Posy out of control. She ground her pussy against his lips. He performed a tongue-flip over her clit that almost undid her and, at that moment, Loren filled Alex. Completely.
    All three of them stilled. Cords stood out on Loren’s throat, testimony to his effort to keep from moving. Alex’s cock head was purple and weeping with juices.
    “Move,” he rumbled against Posy.
    Loren withdrew an inch then slid back home. The bed rocked, all three of them bound in raw passion.
    Driving deeper, Loren grabbed Alex’s cock and smoothed a thumb over the head. Posy’s pussy flooded.
    Jerking her hips, she took full advantage of her lover’s tongue. Riding him higher and higher.
    Come erupted from Alex. The white streams spilled over Loren’s fingers. Posy’s body clenched hard—and she was flying. Her inner walls contracted madly even as Alex pummeled her clit with his tongue.
    The rhythm changed. Loren’s ab muscles tightened and she knew he was close. She rocked to her own orgasm as Loren’s face contorted with ecstasy.
    * * * * *
    “Hello, this is Justin calling about your leather shipment. I’m waiting outside the warehouse , but no one is around.”
    Shit. Loren looked to his lovers, who were sprawled facedown on towels. Their nude bodies shone with the fresh coat of sunblock Loren had spread on them.
    “I’m going to hand the phone to Posy. Just a minute, Justin.”
    Alex’s eyes flared wide, and Posy pressed a palm to her chest. Loren covered the cell with his greasy hand and told Posy why he was calling.
    “ Wait, I called him two days ago and left a message with his wife about not delivering this week. Dammit, their wires must have crossed,” she whispered.
    Loren passed her the phone , and she wiped it on the corner of her towel before saying in her sunny way, “Hi, Justin.”
    Alex propped himself on his forearms as if ready to jump up and leave straight for home.
    “I’m sorry no one is there this week. Didn’t you get the new delivery date from Ann?”
    With only the soft crash of waves and a few wheeling birds in the distance, Justin’s voice projected clearly through the cell. “Would I be standing outside the warehouse if that were the case?”
    Hell, now the vendor was pissed off. Posy folded her arms over her nudity. Loren’s heart jumped. For her, sitting on the beach without a stitch on