her
pussy. Ryder alternated between soothing her with gentle reassurance and
mimicking Grant’s caresses on her other breast.
Six hands caressed her inside
and out. The intensity of their attention overwhelmed her with desire. She
reached out and tucked her fingers in Ryder’s hair. Softness feathered between
them, calming her and grounding her during the storm of passion that whipped
around her.
Todd groaned from between her
legs. She watched as his ass clenched. He humped the silk sheets, rubbing
himself on the bed while he feasted on her. The taste of her, or maybe the feel
of her smothering his fat finger, certainly turned him on.
Suddenly Linley went from
feeling shy for indulging in such decadence, to embracing the empowerment they
gave her. They made her feel desirable beyond belief. A goddess to be worshipped.
The thought alone had her pussy
clamping hard on Todd’s intruding digit.
“Damn,” his reverent mumble
served to vibrate her engorged clit, which he now flicked his tongue across.
Ryder was right. The big man was a good lover. Her body responded, and she
poured her ecstasy into a deep kiss with her escort.
When they broke apart, both of
them panting, he grinned. “You really like that, huh?”
“Mmm.” She hung on to both Grant
and Ryder, trying to ground herself.
“Damn,” Grant trailed his
fingers up and down her body. “She’s gorgeous. More and more by the minute. Is
she going to come soon, Todd?”
“I can make her tip over any
time you like.” The smug grin he flashed when he paused his skilled eating made
her tummy flip.
She wished she could deny it.
That she had more willpower than that. But Ryder took one look into her
lust-glazed eyes and knew Todd wasn’t boasting for nothing.
“Do it.” Ryder commanded his
friend. “Set her off.”
He left Todd to work his magic
and instead focused on her. The impact of his attention increased her enjoyment
exponentially. “Let go Linley.”
She did as he ordered.
Her body and heart responded
without giving her brain a chance to opt out. While she shuddered, soaking in
the bliss racing through her veins, the three men around her held her, soothed
her, enhanced her euphoria until she could hardly catch her breath.
Todd’s finger was forced from
her body by the spasms of her pussy.
“Let me taste her.” Grant
groaned, rubbing his hard-on against her hip.
Todd nodded. She expected the
men to switch places, but instead Todd held out his hand and Grant suckled his
extended fingers, cleaning them in a matter of seconds. Their unabashed sharing
had her pussy spilling more juice by the second.
“Damn,” Grant mumbled when his
mouth was empty once more. In their deliciously direct way, he said, “I’m dying
here. Let me fuck her, Ry? Unless you want the first shot?”
Linley appreciated his lack of
game playing and veiled innuendo.
“No. I don’t care who has her
before me. I want to be the last person she takes. Tonight…” He trailed off as if he intended to say more.
Todd cleared his throat, saving
Ryder from the awkward pause. He breathed heavily as he switched places with
Grant then caressed her breasts. “Your girl’s got a damn near perfect rack. You
know how I love to fuck a nice pair of tits.”
“Would you let him, Linley?”
Ryder smiled indulgently at them.
“Yes.” She tried not to shout
and managed, sort of.
“Good girl.” Ryder got to his
knees beside her head. “And how about me? Suck me while they ride you? For
their pleasure and yours. Just not too much. I’m not coming until I’m buried
inside you. Okay?”
Verbal assurance was not
possible because she’d leaned forward and engulfed his cock before he’d even
finished talking.
The tearing of a foil pouch
sounded through the grunts of the three men, who satisfied themselves and her
in the process. An instant later, Grant invaded her still quivering pussy.
Linley gasped, which only served to allow Ryder deeper in her mouth. The blunt
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