Free Castles Burning Part Two by Nicole Ryan Page A

side, and around to grasp my breast. When I didn’t stop her she moved her hand down to my belly as I continued to slide up and down Dean’s length. His face was a picture of abandon, his mouth was open a little and his brow was creased. Jessica let her fingers roam to my clitoris briefly before she withdrew her hand and disappeared behind me again. I ground myself against Dean with a groan as he looked up at my breasts, I quickly came around him, my eyes squeezing shut as I shook over him, his hands holding my face tightly to his, warm fluid spreading beneath me.
    “Oh my God Dean!” I cried quietly.
    “You are so incredible.” He said into my lips as he kissed me.
    Our bodies were slick with sweat and my body was humming with elation. Tyler came around the side of the couch and I reached out to him, grasping his hands in mine as Dean moved further under me; he was practically off the couch and I watched his gorgeous features as he stared down in awe, watching as he slowly thrust in and out of me. Tyler was standing before me and I slid my hand up his hard chest, and then slowly peeled the fabric away, Jessica was watching us from her place beside Dean and I on the couch, her hand had found my sex again and she was watching Dean enter me as if she were witnessing a miracle. Tyler sprang from his pants as he removed them, I took in his lithe body, tattoos covered most of it; they sprawled down his torso to his perfectly tailored pubic hair. He was tall and his arms and legs were long, but what was most beautiful about him was his uncut cock. I licked my lips at the sight of him and as I grasped his thick shaft in my hand and started to slide it up and down his length I marveled at how his skin slid easily along his length, it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Dean’s hands still held my waist as I moved over him and Jessica was watching me carefully as I stroked her man. She sat up on her knees and back on her heels so she was right beside me, she timidly reached out a hand and placed it on Tyler’s hip. I held on to him firmly as she leaned forward to take him into her mouth, tucking her hair behind her ear and then slowly pulled her mouth down his length, barely taking half of him into her mouth. When she took him again I pressed on the back of her head gently.
    “Relax your throat.” I said stroking her hair, “Like you’re swallowing a big mouthful of peanut butter.” I applied pressure again until Tyler slid down her throat; I grinned up at him and watched his brow furrow and his mouth form an “O” as he watched her move over him.
    “Just breathe through your nose.” I told her.
    She worked over him with abandon, her hands exploring his body and soft moans escaping her as she did so.
    My body was singing, every fiber of my being was humming, I felt Dean’s hands tighten around my waist and I was shoved off of him suddenly. In an instant my back was on the sofa and he hovered over me, staring down at my chest, holding his palm only an inch from my skin. His blonde hair fell over his forehead as he drifted his hand over my body, moving it slowly from my heart to my throat, his dark eyes marveling in its journey.
    “I can feel your heat.” He said, his eyes glittering with desire as he leaned down to kiss me.
    I reached down to str oke him before I guided him inside me. I held my knees at my sides, resting my toes on the tops of his thighs, as he slid his hands up and down my body, lighting my skin with fire. He moved slowly for only a moment before he turned me over and repositioned himself behind me. When he plunged forward; I tried to move a lock of my hair from my face, but as I reached up Dean snatched my hand and pinned it behind my back. I grinned like the Cheshire cat and let my face fall to the back leather, the soft plush carpet felt wonderful under my knees. Dean let out another growl and I knew that he was letting go, I reveled in it, and curled my back more to meet his powerful