Free Crimson by Tielle St. Clare Page B

inside you.”
    Her pussy clenched and she grabbed him, pulling him to her, wanting him deep inside her. Delicious heat flared between their bodies as he pressed against her. He knelt over her, knees keeping her legs spread wide as he covered her mouth in a deep, hard kiss.
    Every instinct he had demanded he plunge into her wet pussy but he resisted the urge. He wanted it, want to be inside her, but he needed two things first—a condom and to make sure Rain was still with him.
    He glanced at Rain. The other man nodded, his lips wet and a little pink. Tanner knew it was from sucking Cait’s tits. He approved. Her pretty nipples were in the same state, looking almost painful as they stretched for the sky.
    He reached out and fluttered four fingers across one swollen peak. She gasped and pushed up into his touch.
    The edge of Rain’s mouth pulled up into an arrogant smile. Damn, Tanner had probably seen Rain smile more tonight than in the past twelve months.
    Tanner couldn’t help but glance over. Rain had lost his trousers and briefs at some point, but he’d kept the shirt on. Rain’s cock was hard and leaking against Cait’s hip.
    Damn, I hope she’s ready for both of us, he thought. No way was Rain going to be denied after this.
    “Let me get what I need, babe.”
    Tanner leaned over to the side, almost falling off the bed to grab his tuxedo pants off the floor. He’d shoved a couple of condoms in his pockets as part of the “randy groomsman” look, never expecting to need them. Damn, he was glad he had them now. The hot taste of her pussy coated his tongue and he needed to be inside her, needed to fuck her. He’d felt the gentle contractions when she’d come and he wanted to feel them around his cock.
    He tossed the extras on the mattress, not caring where they landed. But he kept one, ripping it open and rolling it up his cock. A drop of pre-cum already marked the tip.
    He licked his lips, needing another taste. Her sweet flavor made his cock jump. He loved going down on a woman—loved the flavor, the sensation, the way she writhed beneath him, begging for more. Begging for the relief only he could give.
    He guided the tip of his cock to her entrance, pausing as he pushed the head inside. Tanner looked up, wanting to watch Cait, see her as he filled her. He eased forward. He knew from accidental comparison that he wasn’t as long or thick as some, but he was a little above the norm—if the Internet could be believed—and he knew how to use his cock.
    Taking a breath to slow his heart, he rocked forward, opening her tight passage, going deeper with each stroke. Her hand clutched his hips, nails biting into his skin.
    “Tanner.”
    “That’s it, Cait. Let me inside.”
    The sleek inner walls of her cunt eased and he went deeper.
    “I’ve got you, baby. Let me in. I want to feel all of you.”
    She cried out and the protective squeeze on her pussy eased and he slid inside. The sexy grip held his shaft and he ground his teeth together to keep from whimpering. Fuck, that felt good.
    He braced his hands on the mattress and concentrated on not coming, but her pussy tightened around his shaft and he wasn’t sure how long he could hang on.
    “It’s like my own personal porno,” Rain muttered.
    Tanner’s head snapped up. For a moment, he’d forgotten Rain was there.
    Rain just grinned. “Hell, man, make her scream.” There might have been a faint gasp—the shock of feminine outrage—but Tanner ignored it.
    Tanner couldn’t stop his own smile as he pulled back, her sweet pussy gripping him as if she couldn’t bear for him to leave. He sank back into her in one long stroke.
    A sexy moan filled the air. He retreated and drove into her again, pushing up on his hands, sliding his cock against her clit. The delicate contractions along his shaft told him he’d found the right place. He rose up and filled her again, losing himself in the rhythm, the pulse of fucking her.
    The bite of her nails gripping his