Free Dawn, Dakota - Blessed Times Two (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Dakota Dawn Page B

the way she looked when she fell apart in their arms. Her body squirmed, a blush stained her breasts and cheeks, and she whimpered and cried out so wonderfully. He’d never seen anything so beautiful as her screaming as she came.
    Troy could hear his blood pounding in his ears as he watched Trey kiss Branda while his hand played with her nipples. She moaned and started thrusting her hips hard against his. Thrusting deeper and harder, he gave in to her body’s demands.
    Their pelvises grinding into each other drove their undulating bodies closer to the edge. Branda’s back arched, and she cried out. Her pussy held his dick with the power of a clenched fist. His balls tightened, commanding him to move faster and deeper.
    Desperately needing release, Troy guided her legs up higher and open wider. “Come with me, baby. Scream for me.”
    Trey whispered words of love and passion into her ear.
    Troy moaned and surged in and out of her yielding cunt. The pleasure her body brought his was beyond expression. He wanted to return that pleasure every day for the rest of his life.
    At the intense look on her face, Troy knew the pressure was building again. Knowing what was coming, he encouraged her to let herself be taken away by pleasure. His thick cock stretched her, filling her to capacity. Hips pumping ignited the fire. With each downstroke, he pressed against her clit. Her muscles tightened. He pressed harder. She convulsed, and he could tell her world had just exploded. Euphoria was back, and it was blissful. She screamed as wave after wave washed over her.
    Branda’s inner muscles contracted hard and milked Troy’s dick. Her body’s release washed over his cock. Her pussy sucked him in deeper and deeper. Head thrown back, Troy shouted her name as he released his cum into her quaking flesh. Easing down, he gathered her into his arms, breathing in her soft scent and the delicious scent of sex.
    Sweet, sated lethargy closed over them. It had been a long, tiring week. Holding back had been hell on them all. Tonight’s trip to nirvana had been worth the hellish wait.
    Groaning, Troy moved off Branda. He so didn’t want to move because she felt so good. Retrieving the towel, he gently cleaned them both up. A smile crossed his lips as he stared down at Branda’s sprawled body. She looked so satisfied he couldn’t help but smile even wider.
    Trey got up and turned off the lights then headed back to the bed.
    Not wanting to break the spell that held them all, Troy looked over at Trey and motioned for them to cover up and go to sleep.
    In total agreement, Trey grabbed his side of the covers while Troy grabbed his and they both pulled the soft covers over the three of them, sandwiching Branda between them. Her body felt heavenly next to his. Within minutes the three cuddling bodies were drifting off to sleep.

    * * * *

    The ringing of the doorbell woke Trey.
    Looking around, he grinned at the sight of Branda on her back, sound asleep. His hand was cupping her breast, and Troy’s arm was resting on her stomach. Each of them had a leg thrown across hers. The scent of sex and warm skin mixed with her flowery smelling hair made his dick stand at attention. He could most definitely get addicted to waking up like this every day.
    The doorbell sounded again, reminding him of what had awakened him in the first place. Groaning inwardly, he carefully removed his body from hers. Drawing on his jeans, he left the room and headed for the door.
    Peering through the peephole, he sighed and opened the door. Standing there in her housecoat and rollers was his eighty-year-old neighbor, Mrs. Overhand.
    “Hello, Mrs. Overhand, what can I do for you?”
    Clutching a time-wrinkled hand to her throat, she said, “I’m so glad to see you’re all right, young man. I waited until a decent hour to come by just in case you boys were all right, and it looks like you are. You are, aren’t you? I’ll call the cops if need be.”
    Confusion drew his brows