Free Lasso My Heart by Em Petrova Page B

Using his callused fingers, Josh parted her pussy and plunged his tongue deep into her core.
    Her cries were swallowed by Tucker’s kisses. When he pinched her nipples with extreme slowness, her overstimulated body shot over the cliff.
    She came with a ragged cry. The soft flick of Josh’s tongue drew several contractions from her. Tucker kissed her with purpose, drawing on her lips and tongue until she hotter than ever before.
    “God, she’s beautiful when she comes,” Tucker whispered roughly.
    Josh’s rumble of agreement vibrated through her pussy. She rocked upward for more, clinging to Tucker.
    As Josh lifted his head and speared Tucker with a look, she fell still. Watching. Waiting.
    “Want a taste?” Josh asked.
    “Hell yeah.”
    They lunged for each other. Hard bodies smacked as their mouths came together. Still quaking from her orgasm, she leaned up to watch their angular jaws spattered with hair, the occasional flash of one man’s tongue.
    Josh gripped Tucker’s hip and locked him to him. Dixie’s mind whirled. Had she ever witnessed something so incredibly hot? Never.
    She must have made some sound, because they broke apart and grappled for her at the same time. She was flipped between them, surrounded by so much hard muscle she had no idea who was touching her. She gave herself up to total sensory overload.
    Fingers on her nipples, biting into her thighs. Mouths on the curves of her breasts, down her belly to nuzzle the small patch of curls on her mound.
    Then fingers and lips on her pussy, pulling guttural moans from her. Her inner walls clenched and released rapidly as she crested toward another orgasm.
    Both men spread her thighs. Two fingers buried deep in her pussy while lips wrapped around her clit. Pressure mounted. She reached down and found two heads between her legs. Tangling her fingers into their hair, she drew them to her as the wave of bliss struck.
    Josh was really making good on his promise to deliver those orgasms he owed her.
    * * * * *
    Josh’s cock couldn’t get any harder. Seeing his wife coming on Tucker’s mouth was the hottest goddamn thing he’d ever seen. He pressed his fingers deeper, feeling her pulsations all the way through his arm and into his shoulder. He stroked her G-spot, and she flooded his hand.
    “Oh my God,” she breathed as her body shuddered.
    When Tucker lifted his head, his eyelids were heavy with want. Josh extracted his fingers from his wife’s pussy and painted her juices over his lover’s lips. Tucker groaned and opened his mouth, sucking both fingers inside.
    For a mind-blowing minute Josh could only think of one thing—having his cock deep in Tucker’s throat again.
    But Dixie came first. And she loved to be penetrated while still coming.
    Jerking to his knees, Josh dragged her by the hips, ass angled to receive him. Holding her gaze, he shoved into her still-pulsating pussy.
    She cried out, arching, her tits bouncing. He kept her gaze prisoner as Tucker got off the bed. In the back of his mind, he knew exactly what his lover was doing. His muscles clenched. He hadn’t been ass-fucked for a good long time, but he would easily receive Tucker.
    The sound of a foil packet ripping sent goosebumps skittering down his spine. He leaned over Dixie and kissed her, long and deep. Almost in question. Is this okay?
    She flipped her tongue over his. Oh yeah, it was okay.
    When he felt Tucker’s hands on his sides, he fell still. Dixie held her breath.
    Tucker’s cock parted his cheeks and pushed at his opening. Josh threw a look over his shoulder. “You always did like extra lubed.”
    “Bought a few before coming here.”
    “Aren’t you cocky, thinking you’d get lucky with me.”
    “I did, didn’t I?” With one slow nudge, he eased inside Josh. His cock twitched, and Dixie pushed against him from the front.
    Tucker’s fingers dug into his sides. “I want to pound into you hard, babe. Let me in.”
    Dixie wrapped her legs around Josh, her heels