mouth, slowly, until he was all in. She gagged, throat constricting around
him. “ Hm , God.” He back away then slammed in, over
and over. She sat back, fingers working between her thighs, and didn’t move.
Her mouth was a wide “O” that he used hard, until he
couldn’t make another thrust else he’d be pouring his cum down her throat.
“Get up.”
Indy staggered to her feet, and he grabbed her
wrist, brought her hand to his mouth and sucked on the fingers she’d had inside
her. She whimpered. Using one hand, Reno tugged down her skirt, and she stepped
out of it. On the chair in the corner, Arden was buck-naked. Cam’s jeans were
pooled around his ankles, and his woman was riding his cock, with her back to
Cam’s chest. Cam’s eyes were closed as he rubbed Arden’s clit, but Arden’s gaze
was on Reno and Indy. When she noticed him staring, Arden winked.
Reno smiled. He positioned Indy until she was bent
over the railing of her balcony and moved in place behind her. He pulled her
wet underwear to the side and took his cock in hand, sliding the slick shaft up
and down her ass crack.
“Oh God.” She
rolled her hips. “Shit, fuck me.”
He left his dick there, in between her cheeks then
thrust, up and down. The friction was sweet, too sweet. His toes were already
curling, and he wasn’t even inside Indy yet. He kissed her nape, then remembered his good senses long enough to pull a condom
out of his wallet. He gloved up in record time and slammed into Indy’s slick
cunt.
She screamed, loud enough to wake the neighbors. He
reared back and did it again, loving the way she shuddered.
“Yes! Oh fuck, yes!”
Her body clutched him tight, held him warm and snug.
He was torn between freezing all movements and just experiencing that tightness,
and pounding into her. Indy made the decision for him by sliding up and down
his cock. Reno sank his nails into her right hip, grabbed a fist of her hair
with the other, and proceeded to fuck her down.
The sounds Indy made blended with Arden’s cries behind
him. He didn’t have enough strength to look over his shoulder at the other
couple, but his mind filled the holes and he got harder. Indy moaned and held
on to the railing, ass in the air, spread wider for his cock. Reno drove in and
out, each movement taking him closer and closer to the orgasm he’d been
fighting off for what felt like forever. His balls ached. His cock ached. He
didn’t want it to end, but damn if he didn’t need to come.
Tension burned his nape and spiraled down his spine.
His grunts grew louder and louder, until he was shouting. “Come for me,” he
ordered Indy. “Now!” He pinched her clit, and she did,
moisture flooding his dick, her pussy walls clamping down on him and milking.
Reno fragmented, orgasm blasting through him. “Fuck!” He used her hard while
riding out his climax, and when he stilled, her cunt was still at work,
squeezing the last drop of seed from his balls.
Reno held on to Indy, his front plastered to her
sweaty back. After a while, she pressed a palm to his quivering flank.
“You okay?” Indy asked.
Reno huffed. He couldn’t feel his face. “I think I’m
dead.”
Everyone chuckled.
****
“Did you enjoy yourself?” Indy asked.
They’d finished showering after waving goodbye to
Arden and Cam, and were preparing for bed.
Reno nodded, a smile on his
face. “I did.” He cupped her cheek, and she shivered. “Thank you.”
Warmth spread through her. The happiness in his
eyes, on his face, she’d been the one to put it there. She swiped a thumb over
his lips.
“My pleasure. It
was my pleasure. I’d do anything for you.” She swallowed when his eyes grew
softer. “I love you, Reno, always have. Always will.”
“I know.” He grinned and hauled her into his arms.
“I know,” he whispered. “And I love you.”
They clung to each other. Indy inhaled the fresh
scent of soap on his skin then pulled away. Grabbing the hair brush on the bed,
she
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