Free Raising the Bar by Marie Harte Page B

sweet and sexy as hell.
    He shoved his cock between her cheeks, not penetrating, just sliding against her. He wanted to ram inside her. But she was so small. She’d be so tight.
    He broke out in a sweat just thinking about it. But Dylan had the floor, sucking her tits, rubbing her soft skin. His dark hair against her lighter hair, his tanned skin contrasting to her paler flesh, highlighted their differences. As Harper watched them, he felt that they belonged to him. His lovers. His partners.
    Dylan kissed his way up her body and ended at her mouth. “I want inside you, Freddy. Right now, baby. Come on. Which way? How do you want us?”
    She moaned. Harper pulled her ass cheeks farther apart and rubbed against her anus, stimulating her rim.
    Dylan pushed her feet apart and put his cock between her legs, clamped tightly between her thighs. “She’s so wet, Harper. So fucking hot.”
    “I know. I told you it would be like this.”
    Freddy whispered, “I want both of you inside me. P-pussy and ass. Please, now .”
    Harper didn’t need to be told twice. While Dylan continued to kiss her, he moved to the bed and lay down. “Bring her.” Then he rolled a condom on, not wanting to give her anything to think about but fucking them both.
    Dylan walked her back to the bed, still kissing her. He pulled his mouth away and turned her to face Harper. Then he lifted her in his arms. “Oh, this is nice.”
    She gasped but let him position her over Harper, as if she were a living doll.
    It took a few moments for her to accustom herself to his size. Harper saw stars as he closed his eyes and fought for control, to not come right away inside her snug pussy.
    “Jesus. She feels as tight as your ass, Dylan.”
    Dylan chuckled. “Don’t lose it so soon, Mr. Macho. Or I swear you’ll never hear the end of it.” Then to make matters worse, just as Harper opened his eyes, he saw Dylan closing in fast for a kiss that melted Harper to the core.
    He bucked up into Freddy while Dylan stroked with his tongue.
    “That’s so sexy,” Freddy whispered.
    Dylan ended the kiss with Harper and kissed Freddy. Harper watched just inches away, so lost he could barely think as he sank into her heat while she rode him. Her small gyrations grew stronger, until she was moving herself up and down over him.
    Dylan drew back and stood next to the bed. “Christ, that’s sexy. I want inside you, Freddy,” Dylan said in a thick voice. “Just watching Harper’s fat cock disappear is enough to get me hard.” To Harper he said, “You’re all slick, man. She’s all over you.” Dylan leaned closer, and Harper felt his balls rolled, squeezed, and pressed by Dylan’s crafty fingers while Freddy continued to take him.
    “I’m going to come,” she moaned.
    “Hell.” Dylan hurried to the side table and donned a condom. He liberally covered the latex with lube, then returned to them on the bed. “Oh yeah. I’m going to put myself inside you. This is new to me, Freddy. So tell me if I hurt you.” He swore. “You have to stop moving.”
    Freddy groaned. “Hurry up.”
    Harper smacked her ass. “You move that pussy again and I’ll come. Be still.” He dragged her face down for a kiss and cupped her breasts, rubbing her nipples as punishment, because he knew how much she liked it, and how much she’d like to move.
    “Oh yeah.” Dylan crouched behind her, moving carefully. Harper couldn’t see what happened, but by the tensing over him, he knew Dylan had started to play with her. “Easy, baby. Let me get you used to me.”
    Harper kissed her some more, close to losing his mind. And then Freddy gasped into his mouth. Dylan shifted behind her, and Harper knew the doc had started to push inside her with more than his fingers.
    “So tight. Yes. More, Dylan.” She made a face.
    “Stop,” Harper ordered.
    “Okay,” Dylan rasped. “Freddy, you okay?”
    “Wait a minute. Okay, more.” She shifted over Harper, and he gritted his teeth, forcing