Free Xtreme by Ruby Laska

calmly.
    You could have heard a pin drop in the room. Chelsea was vaguely aware of the men leaning forward for a better view, the bartender snapping a photo with her phone, a photo that had little chance of turning out in the smoky haze and inadequate lighting.
    â€œYeah,” he choked out.
    â€œThen I invite you to show her.”
    Chelsea felt Ricardo’s hand move to her shoulder. He caressed her neck before sliding the thin shoulder strap slowly down, past her shoulder, down her arm, as it fell away from her skin. The silk grazed her nipple, sending maddening flights of sensation through her, and she pressed her ass harder against Ricardo. Was he really going to allow this stranger to look at her—to touch her?
    Her cunt ached at the thought. Hot moisture pooled and dampened her inner thighs as the other strap slid down. The dress settled around her hips, her breasts bared and exposed. Ricardo slid his hands down her arms and grasped her hands. His grip was light, but she knew that if she resisted it no longer would be.
    Unless she used the word. Magnolia …all she would need to do was say it and Ricardo would take her away from here. Never mind the invitation he’d issued to the stranger; it would be revoked swiftly and finally.
    Humiliation colored her face and forced her to drop her gaze and impelled her to run, to escape. But at the same time, the attention of every man—and one woman—in the bar heightened her arousal. The two impulses battled inside her: flee—or take it further.
    She could not fight the raging need inside her. A moan escaped her as she leaned back against Ricardo, pushing her shoulders back to better display her breasts.
    Daniel closed the distance between them and ran his thumb under her breast, tracing the heavy curve of its underside. His touch was tentative and he watched not her but Ricardo, a question in his expression, a request for permission. She felt Ricardo nod, and his fingers traced the same path with more confidence.
    â€œYour woman is beautiful,” he said. He grasped her nipple lightly between finger and thumb and rolled it expertly. He was no novice with women; as his confidence grew, so did the deftness of his touch. “May I?”
    â€œDo as you like. She needs to be used rather hard, poor little creature. You’ll be doing her a favor.”
    Could anyone else detect the heat in his voice? The stranger must find him detached, almost indifferent—but Chelsea caught the faint lowering in tone, the quickening of his breath. And most of all, the stirring of his cock against her ass.
    Offering her to the stranger had aroused Ricardo as well, and that was something she couldn’t contemplate right now. She had no mental capacity to tease apart the complex strands that knit their sexual bond; it was all focused on getting what her body was demanding.
    Daniel pinched the nipple harder and Chelsea cried out and bucked her hips. Daniel lowered his head to her other breast and ran his tongue over her pebbled nipple, his hot, moist tongue lapping once, twice before he stood to gauge her reaction.
    â€œShe likes you,” Ricardo said, and Chelsea realized he would do the speaking for both of them. She was not to talk, not to guide the play. The transaction was between the men alone and she would do as they decided. Knowing she controlled none of it—unless she chose to end it—drove her mad with need. Her mind filled with a melee of images: Daniel kneeling over her while she took Ricardo in her mouth; Ricardo pounding her from behind while she sucked Daniel’s balls, Daniel’s cock in her hand while—
    His mouth was on her nipple again and this time he was not tentative. He swirled his tongue around the areola and sucked harder, his teeth grazing the nub. All the while his fingers worked the other nipple, stippling expertly with his fingers, rubbing andtwisting until there was nothing but sensation. She was dimly