chest, her bare body warm against him. She was all smooth skin and soft curves, and she fit perfectly in his arms. He dropped his chin and kissed her forehead, enjoying her arms around his neck, how comfortable she was with him. They’d aroused her to the point of complete submission, and he knew once the sex was over, she might not appreciate his participation. Keeping her aroused and willing would get them plenty of sex, but when they came up for air, she’d be ready to walk. She deserved a little control in her life, and he wouldn’t take that away from her.
He’d be an observer for now.
Riley reluctantly set her on the bed then walked around to the other side and removed his jeans, leaving the boxers with the big tent in place. Kale came through the door carrying a couple condoms and a towel, offering them to his buddy. Riley chose the towel, knowing he wouldn’t need a condom, but there was no reason to make a mess in the bed they all planned to sleep in tonight.
He leaned in to kiss her anyway.
Watching Kale part her thighs and kiss his way up the inside of her legs was enough of a turn-on for the moment. He was an expert at prolonging a climax, knowing just when to pause and when to plunge back into the fray.
Riley stretched out on his side next to Sara, propped up with his head in his hand, while the other hand played with her breast. She was panting, getting close, and Kale was making her wait.
He and Kale both knew she wouldn’t last long, and his friend wasn’t going to withhold climax much longer. Already, he was reaching for the condom. A few fresh swipes through her wet slit and Sara was ready to explode.
Kale moved up her body and settled his hips between her thighs. One smooth push and he was buried to the hilt. Riley watched as the two melded, moved in a rhythm designed to take all of them over the edge. He made sure the towel was nearby then fisted his cock, matching the rhythm his friend set. Almost like active participation, but not quite. Kale pushed against the mattress, lifting his upper body, and the two men made eye contact. Riley accepted the invitation and leaned in, taking Sara’s mouth in a blistering kiss as they all climaxed together.
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Kale lay still for a few minutes, savoring the pressure of Sara’s last few contractions around his cock. Her face was flushed, the rise and fall of her chest coming is sharp bursts as her climax waned. Damn if she wasn’t the most beautiful woman in the world. He looked over at Riley, seeing the same expression he must have on his own face. She was spectacular, and they both wanted her in their lives.
Feeling her relax, he eased out of her body and left the bed to get rid of the condom and clean up. When he returned a few minutes later, he found Sara curled up next to Riley, sound asleep.
“I think you wore her out,” Riley whispered.
“She looks comfortable,” he replied. Riley raised a brow in question, and Kale understood. “Not a problem. I’m glad she’s accepting you.”
Kale eased onto the bed and snuggled up alongside Sara. The late-morning sun worked hard to filter through the frosted glass but made little headway. He watched Riley play delicately with Sara’s hair. He was already falling under her spell, as Kale had suspected he would. With a little time, Sara would happily belong to both of them.
Chapter 9
Sara woke up alone, the lingering scent of hot men surrounding her. She was completely naked, and the covers were neatly tucked in around her to keep her warm. Images flashed through her head, memories of Kale and Riley touching her, making love to her. The way her body had neglected to follow her brain’s order to resist. The way her traitorous brain had given up so easily and let her body run her life. The way she’d given in and let her body climax over and over, until she couldn’t protest because the pleasure was too much to fight off.
Whoa. Time to get her head together and figure out what
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