in that dangerous smile. Another sliver of pure pleasure ran into her pussy.
“Can you imagine these pretty tits in nipple clamps?” He turned his head and looked at Tanner.
Tanner stood on the other side of the bed, unzipping his trousers. He paused and looked at her, considering Rain’s statement. Rain plucked at both her nipples, pinching just hard enough for her to feel it.
Tanner nodded. “Beautiful.” He tugged open his black pants and…
“They’d make you ache so good, baby,” Rain whispered, pulling her attention away from the sexy man stripping next to the bed. Her mind swirled, captivated and a little frightened by his words. Rain laved his tongue across the tight peak near his mouth, sending a hot tremor into her core.
“You’d feel it deep down in that sweet pussy.”
The right side of the bed dipped as Tanner climbed on. She realized she’d missed seeing Tanner’s cock.
Her suspicious mind made her consider for a moment that Tanner had a really small cock and Rain had distracted her from seeing it, but then she felt the hard heat pressing against her thigh. Tanner leaned over her, kissing her even as Rain continued to stroke her breasts, pinching the tips, then following the rough caress with a soothing, sexual lick and suck.
“I want to taste you, baby,” Tanner murmured against her lips. She moaned and twisted into Tanner’s kiss, her mind barely able to process what he’d said—she just knew she needed him.
Seconds later, he slid away, leaving her with Rain, who her instincts knew was the more dangerous lover. Breath caught in her throat as she stared into those dark eyes, the bright amber specks practically glowing with lust.
“You like that idea, honey? Tanner’s mouth on your slick cunt?” Just the words made her pussy clench. Rain’s hand slid across her chest and trailed down, low on her stomach, his fingers fluttering over her pussy lips, a quick brush before he stroked up the soft skin.
“Spread your legs a little wider. Give him some space. Let him know how much you want this.”
Guided by his words, by the hunger in his voice, she opened her knees, reaching down to grab Tanner’s shoulder as he crawled between her legs.
Tanner’s hands glided from her knees to the tops of her thighs, opening her legs just a little wider until she was fully displayed.
Heat washed over her cheeks and a tiny whimper broke from her throat.
“Shh, baby. You’re so beautiful.” He eased his finger between her pussy lips, the touch gentle, almost comforting. But the hunger in his eyes was pure fire.
She held her breath as he dipped down and flicked his tongue across her clit. One bright caress. The delicious jolt flowed into her core. Before she could recover, he brushed one long stroke of his tongue the full length of her slit. Heat flowed into her. She grabbed the closest solid objects, needing to keep herself from flying. Her nails bit into Rain’s thigh—the black pants still covering the taut muscles—and Tanner’s shoulder.
Both men grunted, but neither stopped touching her.
Her mind swirled with the combined caresses—Rain’s mouth on her breasts, licking, biting her nipples, making them ache.
Tanner making love to her pussy—plunging his tongue into her passage, over and over until she had to move against him. Delicate flicks to her clit before he returned to her entrance, licking deep, groaning as if every touch aroused him.
Her body was already primed from the evening—sucking Rain’s cock, the near-constant teasing of her nipples, the sexy way Tanner spoke. Tanner sucked lightly on her clit and it was enough. She yelped, surprised by the sudden orgasm.
She shivered, letting the pleasure flow through her, weakening her muscles. Her hand dropped away from Tanner’s head.
He raised his eyes. Wicked, wicked pleasure stared back at her.
“You taste delicious, baby.” He rose up on his knees, his hard cock tapping against her entrance. “Now I need to be
Landon Dixon, Giselle Renarde, Beverly Langland