Second Chance Summer: Menage Romance Novel (Midnight Cove Menage Book 1) by Marie Carnay
Authors: Marie Carnay
Ads: Link
could turn. Oh, God. Turn me. Turn me higher.
With Blake between her legs and Devin all over her, she burned. Reaching down, she found Blake’s cock, hard and thick and so damn ready. It throbbed in her hand and need hit her like a drug. She shivered and twitched. An addict too long without a high. Guiding him closer, she positioned him at her entrance and grabbed his hips. “Fuck me, Blake. Right now.”
On her command, he thrust, burying his cock until their bodies touched. He filled her. Hot and hard and so damn sexy. Devin stroked her breasts and Blake groaned and Summer reeled. God, I’ve missed this.
Reaching up, she wrapped her arms around Devin and smiled up into his face. Thank you. As he teased her breasts, she bucked, rocking her hips against Blake until he pulled back and thrust again.
“Yes! Oh, God. Yes.” She wrapped her legs around Blake, urging him on with a kick of heels and begging for more. In silent answer, he picked up speed.
Over and over, harder and harder, he thrust, pushing her deeper into the mattress and Devin’s legs. Her breasts bounced, the mattress squeaked and the high she’d ached for barreled through her body at breakneck speed. Oh, sweet Jesus. Grasping at the bed, she took fistfuls of comforter in her hands, twisting and wrenching as pleasure built in her core.
“That’s it, baby. Come for us.” Devin whispered the command and she obeyed. Her muscles clamped around Blake’s shaft and she wailed her release, crying out as wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body. The room spun, the mattress floated, and she flew.
----
BLAKE
Fuck . She was everything. What they’d missed. What they’d found. The perfect woman.
Blake pulled back and thrust again. Deep inside as her body squeezed his shaft. God, he’d never last. And last he wanted. She needed to come over and over. Remember what it could be like. What they could share.
He knew sex wouldn’t bring her back—wouldn’t change her mind and force her hand and make her see the future with them—but it could be a start. They weren’t some sloppy one-night stand that never amounted to anything more.
The three of them together—Summer trapped between him and Devin as they all touched heaven—it was magic. Stronger than the waves crashing on the rocks, brighter than the lighthouse in the middle of the storm. They could be Summer’s muse.
Not the scenic vistas and climbing vines and ocean water she painted over and over. He pulled out and she cried in protest.
“No! Blake!” She lifted off the bed, hands reaching out, but Devin grabbed them. “Come back.”
Blake shook his head. “No. Not yet. Roll over, Summer. Let me see that gorgeous ass.”
She groaned, but complied, rolling over as Devin let her go. Damn . So round and big. Plump and luscious. A pair of full, thick globes he could stroke all night. Blake ran his hands up and down, over and around her smooth skin until she moaned.
“Please, Blake.”
He looked up at Devin. His best friend stared back—the two of them locked in this dance of sex and power with Summer in between. Blake grinned. “Please, what?”
“Fuck me. I need you.”
The words had him licking his lips and he slipped his hand between her legs. Soaked . The slippery wetness coated his fingers and he stroked her, sliding his palm over her mound, smearing her desire all over her. “You’re so damn wet for us. It’s only fair we get a taste.”
“My turn first.”
Devin’s gravely voice had Summer looking up at him. “No! Come here. Let me.”
Blake pulled the condom off and threw it in the trash. “I think he’s got other things in mind. But I’m all yours.”
Devin slid off the bed and stepped behind Summer. “God damn, I’ve missed you.”
Blake watched as his best friend stroked Summer’s ass. She moaned as he eased down onto the mattress.
Devin brought his hand back. Smack! His hand came down on her left ass cheek and rippled her creamy skin. She moaned louder.
With Blake between her legs and Devin all over her, she burned. Reaching down, she found Blake’s cock, hard and thick and so damn ready. It throbbed in her hand and need hit her like a drug. She shivered and twitched. An addict too long without a high. Guiding him closer, she positioned him at her entrance and grabbed his hips. “Fuck me, Blake. Right now.”
On her command, he thrust, burying his cock until their bodies touched. He filled her. Hot and hard and so damn sexy. Devin stroked her breasts and Blake groaned and Summer reeled. God, I’ve missed this.
Reaching up, she wrapped her arms around Devin and smiled up into his face. Thank you. As he teased her breasts, she bucked, rocking her hips against Blake until he pulled back and thrust again.
“Yes! Oh, God. Yes.” She wrapped her legs around Blake, urging him on with a kick of heels and begging for more. In silent answer, he picked up speed.
Over and over, harder and harder, he thrust, pushing her deeper into the mattress and Devin’s legs. Her breasts bounced, the mattress squeaked and the high she’d ached for barreled through her body at breakneck speed. Oh, sweet Jesus. Grasping at the bed, she took fistfuls of comforter in her hands, twisting and wrenching as pleasure built in her core.
“That’s it, baby. Come for us.” Devin whispered the command and she obeyed. Her muscles clamped around Blake’s shaft and she wailed her release, crying out as wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body. The room spun, the mattress floated, and she flew.
----
BLAKE
Fuck . She was everything. What they’d missed. What they’d found. The perfect woman.
Blake pulled back and thrust again. Deep inside as her body squeezed his shaft. God, he’d never last. And last he wanted. She needed to come over and over. Remember what it could be like. What they could share.
He knew sex wouldn’t bring her back—wouldn’t change her mind and force her hand and make her see the future with them—but it could be a start. They weren’t some sloppy one-night stand that never amounted to anything more.
The three of them together—Summer trapped between him and Devin as they all touched heaven—it was magic. Stronger than the waves crashing on the rocks, brighter than the lighthouse in the middle of the storm. They could be Summer’s muse.
Not the scenic vistas and climbing vines and ocean water she painted over and over. He pulled out and she cried in protest.
“No! Blake!” She lifted off the bed, hands reaching out, but Devin grabbed them. “Come back.”
Blake shook his head. “No. Not yet. Roll over, Summer. Let me see that gorgeous ass.”
She groaned, but complied, rolling over as Devin let her go. Damn . So round and big. Plump and luscious. A pair of full, thick globes he could stroke all night. Blake ran his hands up and down, over and around her smooth skin until she moaned.
“Please, Blake.”
He looked up at Devin. His best friend stared back—the two of them locked in this dance of sex and power with Summer in between. Blake grinned. “Please, what?”
“Fuck me. I need you.”
The words had him licking his lips and he slipped his hand between her legs. Soaked . The slippery wetness coated his fingers and he stroked her, sliding his palm over her mound, smearing her desire all over her. “You’re so damn wet for us. It’s only fair we get a taste.”
“My turn first.”
Devin’s gravely voice had Summer looking up at him. “No! Come here. Let me.”
Blake pulled the condom off and threw it in the trash. “I think he’s got other things in mind. But I’m all yours.”
Devin slid off the bed and stepped behind Summer. “God damn, I’ve missed you.”
Blake watched as his best friend stroked Summer’s ass. She moaned as he eased down onto the mattress.
Devin brought his hand back. Smack! His hand came down on her left ass cheek and rippled her creamy skin. She moaned louder.
Similar Books
