images in her head.
“Yes.”
Her whispered agreement had both men moving quickly. Piper found herself cradled in Sam’s arms as he followed Nate to the stairs. They ascended them two at a time, and she marveled at the effortless way Sam carried her to the bed he’d spoken of. There was no time to take in the room they entered. Sam lowered her to her feet and while he held her in the cradle of his arms, Nate went to work on her skirt. In no time she stood in the glow of moonlight in nothing more than two strips of lace.
“Jesus Christ, you’re wearing a G-string.”
Nate’s strangled words had Sam pushing her to arm’s length and spinning her around.
“Fuck.” Sam’s curse stabbed into the room, into her core.
The thin strap between her legs quickly became saturated with her essence, the scent wafting up to her nostrils. Embarrassed by how wet she was, Piper curled in on herself, and wrapped her arms around her middle.
“Don’t.” Nate gripped her wrist, pulled them out and away from her body. “You’re the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.”
Sam’s fingers trailed over the slope of her arse and she started at the hot contact on her bare skin. “You have a beautiful arse.” He palmed each cheek. “Firm but soft. It’s going to feel fantastic against my hips when I drive my cock between these sweet cheeks and fuck your tight hole.”
Her arse clenched and unclenched, Sam’s dark promise something she never expected to want, but she couldn’t deny the ache his words brought. Piper’s hips bucked, driving her bottom back into his hands. He squeezed her hard, pulled and pushed her quivering behind. A moan slipped from her throat, and Nate caught it with his lips. His mouth took hers, his tongue stoking and caressing until she melted into him. Sam continued to ply her backside, his actions driving the thin material of her undies between her pussy lips. The strip of cloth rode her clit, rubbed and pressed, sparking the first waves of her orgasm.
Piper felt her body clench then explode like molten steel. Spasm after spasm rocked her. Sam’s teeth nipped her shoulder, and Nate’s bit at her jaw. Tongues licked out to soothe and she jerked with the final waves of her release. Cream gushed from her core, and slid down her thighs in a hot bath of satisfaction. She sagged, Nate and Sam the only things stopping her from dissolving on the floor at their feet.
Chapter Six
Sam held Piper’s hips as they bucked with her orgasm. She’d gone off like a firecracker, one of those short-fused ones. Her sensitive body responded to everything, from the lightest brush of his fingertips to the press of his palm. The unexpected release tore through her, and he and Nate could only hold on. His cock strained in his pants. Blood pounded a hard beat he couldn’t ignore. He wanted to bury himself in her tight body, wanted to feel her soft flesh clutching at him as she came.
She slumped between them, their grip keeping her from collapsing to the floor. Sam looked at Nate, saw his hunger to have her staring back. He tilted his head, indicated the bed, and together they lifted her off her feet and carried her the short distance. Nate reached down and ripped the covers off, tossing them to the floor at the foot of the bed. They lowered Piper to the crisp black sheet that remained. Spent from her orgasm, she flopped to the mattress like a rag doll.
Her hair fanned out around her head, her arms and legs splayed to the side. The white lace bra and underwear she wore were a stark contrast to the rosy-pink flush staining her skin and the dark sheet beneath her. Slumberous eyes looked at them from under lowered lids. Her dark lashes fluttered, and her tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip. Sam’s groan echoed Nate’s. He reached down to rid himself of his pants. Nate mimicked his actions, and soon they were clothed only in boxer briefs and crawling up the bed on either side of her.
Sam used one
“Yes.”
Her whispered agreement had both men moving quickly. Piper found herself cradled in Sam’s arms as he followed Nate to the stairs. They ascended them two at a time, and she marveled at the effortless way Sam carried her to the bed he’d spoken of. There was no time to take in the room they entered. Sam lowered her to her feet and while he held her in the cradle of his arms, Nate went to work on her skirt. In no time she stood in the glow of moonlight in nothing more than two strips of lace.
“Jesus Christ, you’re wearing a G-string.”
Nate’s strangled words had Sam pushing her to arm’s length and spinning her around.
“Fuck.” Sam’s curse stabbed into the room, into her core.
The thin strap between her legs quickly became saturated with her essence, the scent wafting up to her nostrils. Embarrassed by how wet she was, Piper curled in on herself, and wrapped her arms around her middle.
“Don’t.” Nate gripped her wrist, pulled them out and away from her body. “You’re the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.”
Sam’s fingers trailed over the slope of her arse and she started at the hot contact on her bare skin. “You have a beautiful arse.” He palmed each cheek. “Firm but soft. It’s going to feel fantastic against my hips when I drive my cock between these sweet cheeks and fuck your tight hole.”
Her arse clenched and unclenched, Sam’s dark promise something she never expected to want, but she couldn’t deny the ache his words brought. Piper’s hips bucked, driving her bottom back into his hands. He squeezed her hard, pulled and pushed her quivering behind. A moan slipped from her throat, and Nate caught it with his lips. His mouth took hers, his tongue stoking and caressing until she melted into him. Sam continued to ply her backside, his actions driving the thin material of her undies between her pussy lips. The strip of cloth rode her clit, rubbed and pressed, sparking the first waves of her orgasm.
Piper felt her body clench then explode like molten steel. Spasm after spasm rocked her. Sam’s teeth nipped her shoulder, and Nate’s bit at her jaw. Tongues licked out to soothe and she jerked with the final waves of her release. Cream gushed from her core, and slid down her thighs in a hot bath of satisfaction. She sagged, Nate and Sam the only things stopping her from dissolving on the floor at their feet.
Chapter Six
Sam held Piper’s hips as they bucked with her orgasm. She’d gone off like a firecracker, one of those short-fused ones. Her sensitive body responded to everything, from the lightest brush of his fingertips to the press of his palm. The unexpected release tore through her, and he and Nate could only hold on. His cock strained in his pants. Blood pounded a hard beat he couldn’t ignore. He wanted to bury himself in her tight body, wanted to feel her soft flesh clutching at him as she came.
She slumped between them, their grip keeping her from collapsing to the floor. Sam looked at Nate, saw his hunger to have her staring back. He tilted his head, indicated the bed, and together they lifted her off her feet and carried her the short distance. Nate reached down and ripped the covers off, tossing them to the floor at the foot of the bed. They lowered Piper to the crisp black sheet that remained. Spent from her orgasm, she flopped to the mattress like a rag doll.
Her hair fanned out around her head, her arms and legs splayed to the side. The white lace bra and underwear she wore were a stark contrast to the rosy-pink flush staining her skin and the dark sheet beneath her. Slumberous eyes looked at them from under lowered lids. Her dark lashes fluttered, and her tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip. Sam’s groan echoed Nate’s. He reached down to rid himself of his pants. Nate mimicked his actions, and soon they were clothed only in boxer briefs and crawling up the bed on either side of her.
Sam used one
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