Copping To It by Ava Meyers Page B

dominant, hungry way that clearly
telegraphed that no matter who he chose to share her with, she was
his. Always his .
    When he raised his head, she tried to
capture his mouth again, but he shook his head. “Turn around.”
    His heart raced as she complied and faced
Luke.
    The other man’s eyes zeroed in on her
breasts and Ty gently lowered her arms until they were completely
uncovered. Then he nodded.
    At Ty’s signal, Luke shrugged off the open
button-down shirt he’d been wearing. Then he moved closer to
Claire. Ty immediately felt her breaths become more jerky. Nuzzling
her hair out of the way, he sprinkled the side of her throat with
kisses. She moaned and tilted her head to give him better
access.
    “Claire’s never been with two men before,
have you, Claire?” he murmured.
    Claire shuddered and shook her head.
Although he couldn’t see her expression, he could tell by the way
she leaned back against him and the way Luke looked at her that she
was ready to fulfill her fantasy.
    “Well, this is your lucky day. ‘Cause Luke
here is exceptionally skilled when it comes to pleasing a woman.
He’s going to show you what he’s capable of, and in the meantime
I…” He released her wrists, stepped back, and trailed his fingers
back across her hipbones until he could cup her ass cheeks. She
whimpered as he dipped his fingers into the dark crevice, exalting
in the heat and dampness he found there. “Oh yeah,” he hissed,
plunging two fingers into her core. She cried out and flung her
arms out for support, her palms landing on Luke’s chest. “You are
so fucking into this. And I’m so fucking into you. Suck her tits,
Luke.”
    As Luke lowered his head, Claire’s fingers
slipped into the man’s short blond hair. He heard the sound of
Luke’s sucking a second before Claire cried out in ecstasy. Ty
nipped her shoulder as he inserted another thick finger into her,
stretching her so her clenching muscles fluttered excitedly around
him.
    He moved his fingers in and out of her while
Luke switched to her other breast. “Is he making you feel good,
Claire?”
    “Y — yes,” she breathed brokenly.
    “That’s good.” After giving her neck one
last lingering kiss, he began licking the individual knots of her
spine, moving lower and lower until he was on his knees behind her.
“Spread your legs wider,” he commanded, his voice far more guttural
than it had ever been.
    Ty’s mouth was watering to taste her. To
lick her and fuck her with his tongue. She spread her legs, and he
withdrew his fingers, then immediately swiped his tongue into her
moist heat. Her knees almost buckled, but he gripped her hips,
helping her stay upright. At the same time, Luke gripped her arms
to do the same.
    “Oh Ty. Oh my God. It feels so good!”
    “I know it does, baby. And you taste so
good. Mmm. Like sweet cream and honey. Like —” His next words were
muffled as he buried his face against her, the sounds of his and
Luke’s joint sucking and slurping like music to his ears.
    “I can’t — I can’t stand. Ty. Please!”
    At the desperation in her voice, he backed
off, stood, and stepped in front of her. As he did, he saw that
Luke had lowered his hand and was now cupping her pussy while still
going to town on her breasts. Luke looked up at him and released
one of her reddened, glistening nipples with a soft pop. Claire
cried out again as Luke penetrated her with his fingers. “Oh, man.
She’s so tight. I want to feel her around my cock.”
    Ty lightly grasped Claire’s face and turned
her to look at him. She stared back at him in a daze. “You hear
that, Claire? Luke wants to fuck you with his cock. He’s big. Not
as big as me, but he’s thicker. You want his thick cock inside
you?”
    “Y — yes,” she whispered.
    “Turn around.”
    As she did, Ty reached behind him and
grabbed the chair they’d used earlier. He dragged it closer, then
shoved down his pants. Gripping his cock, stroking and squeezing it
while Claire