Free Teamwork by Lily Harlem Page A

a necessity.
    Todd was busy relieving me of my underwear.
    Taking deep, steadying breaths, I lifted my legs and allowed him to loop off my panties. They were slung across the floor and landed next to my bra. “You have too much on,” I said when he stood with a triumphant grin on his face.
    “Not for long.” He tugged at his tie and scanned his gaze down my curvy, naked body. “You’re truly beautiful,” he said, hunger dripping from his tone. “Exquisite.”
    “You’re not so bad yourself,” I said as he laid his shirt neatly over the back of a chair. Oh, his chest was lovely. Different from Raven’s but equally beautiful. He had absolutely no hair, sculpted and angular like his face. Tanned and perfectly smooth.
    “You’re gorgeous,” Raven said to me on an expired breath. “Fucking gorgeous.” His gaze alone was a caress and it was so full of admiration that I didn’t feel self-conscious in the slightest at being scrutinized so closely. He’d switched from moody glares to super-charged adoration and I couldn’t be happier.
    “I want to kiss you all over,” Raven said, tracing a line down my sternum, his finger dipping into the dent of my navel and then onto my thin strip of pale pubic hair. “And I’m going to start here.”
    I didn’t have time to answer, because Todd lifted me up onto the table, shoving the gift bag and a bowl of fruit out of the way so I could lie flat.
    “Yeah, that’s it,” Raven said, pushing my thighs apart.
    They were effortlessly moving me around as if I were a puppet. The edge of my ass was on the lip of the table but my legs were no longer dangling. Raven had hooked them over his shoulders as he settled on a chair, his face just inches from my pussy. I could feel his breath washing over my damp folds of flesh, was aware of cool air-conditioning breezing over my swollen, desperate clit.
    Todd was kissing me again, his lips slanting over mine, eating at me hungrily.
    That’s more like it.
    A hoarse moan ripped from my throat and my hands flew up to his shoulders, where I dug in my nails and hung on. I wasn’t going to think anymore, I was just going to let myself get carried away on sensation. I wanted to touch Todd everywhere, all over. I didn’t know where to start. I wanted Raven to touch me—I knew exactly where I wanted him to start.
    Luckily Raven was in tune with me and, as Todd fed me more kisses, the ravishment of my mouth sending sweeping tides of lust through my body, Raven got busy.
    He spread apart my intimate folds with his fingers then put his mouth on me, working through my slit, lapping at the wetness then sucking my clit. I arched my hips, groaning loud and abandoned as he thrashed and teased my aching nub.
    Todd caught my wails in his kiss. He was teasing my breasts now, plucking my nipples, gathering up the flesh and squeezing. Not roughly, but not gently either. It felt divine, being possessed, handled by such huge hands. He released my mouth and my ragged moans echoed around the kitchen.
    “Ah fuck, you taste like honey,” Raven said harshly, taking over with his fingers where his mouth had left off. “Jesus, Todd, wait ’til you try her.”
    Todd slid his hand from my breast, smoothed it over my belly and between my legs. “Oh yeah,” he said, staring at Raven. “She’s so wet for us.”
    “Yes,” I gasped, my breasts heaving up and down with each frantic breath I took. “Oh god, yes, please, fuck me.” I was desperate not just for the penetration, but also for the release. “I need you…oh…”
    My breath hitched as my pussy was filled.
    “And so fucking tight. Christ, you’ll squeeze our dicks off, Fiona, I swear you will,” Todd said, maneuvering his fingers inside me. “God, I want to see Raven make you come.” He withdrew and held up his hand—my juices sparkled, slick and shiny.
    In a daze, I watched as he put his fingers in his mouth and sucked, his cheeks pulling in as he made a slurping sound.
    “You’re right,