the truth be told, when she’d confessed that night she’d always secretly thought a threesome might be an adventure that would really turn her on, Rick was exactly who she’d had in mind as the third party.
Beyond that, she wasn’t sure. This was hardly what she’d been raised to think was the normal course of events in a relationship…or was this just a male game? She’d mentioned the fantasy first during that teasing conversation, but she’d never expected it to come true.
“Is this me?” Her uncertainty must have shown in her face for Rick reached up and touched her cheek.
“It’s whoever you want it to be.” His response was hushed. “Get this straight. No one is pushing you into anything.”
No, they weren’t. She knew it too. Damn, he was gorgeous, built like Ran with nicely toned muscles, wide shoulders and at the moment, the same impressive erection she remembered from that night neither of them seemed to be able to forget. His hair was stark against the white linens as he reclined against the pillows, a slight, all-too-sexy grin touching his mouth. “Whatever you want, Lace, I’m right here.”
“And so am I.” Ran had also gotten on the bed and lay, nude and propped on one elbow, his naked body sculpted in the low light. “This is all about you, babe.”
She believed them. Trusted them. Both.
Considering she was in bed with a hunky doctor and an equally gorgeous, successful lawyer, both of them staring at her with open sexual hunger, what a nice start to her fantasy. She wasn’t as self-conscious as she’d thought she might be—not that she’d ever thought this would ever really happen—and she shook back her hair. “Since that mistake was what started all this, maybe Ran is right. We should finish it, Rick.”
“Sounds like heaven.” He reached out to touch her lightly with a brush of his long-fingered hands. Surgeon’s hands, strong but deft, and her skin tingled in reaction. Her body reacted in other ways too. Between her legs she was wet. She could feel the warmth there, and her breasts were taut.
“I think it started like this,” she murmured, on her knees next to him, acutely aware also of Ran watching them. Lightly she ran her hand down the length of his erect penis, the swollen length high against his flat stomach. Semen already beaded the tip and she bent to lick it off with a swirl of her tongue, hearing him give a low, muffled groan. When she cupped his testicles and slid her mouth over the crest of his erection, she could have sworn the next groan came from Ran.
That’s right . This wasn’t just her fantasy. He’d said he wouldn’t mind watching. Apparently that was true.
Salty, smooth, hot, hard…tactile sensations mingled with taste and sound, and Lacey sucked gently as the tip touched the back of her throat and then she slid upward and lifted her head. Rick’s eyes were half-shut, his chest lifting quickly. She straddled him. “Then I think I did this.”
“Condom?”
“Pill.” She had no doubt Rick was perfectly healthy. He took his profession and responsibilities seriously and wasn’t a believer in casual sex in the first place. Even if Ran hadn’t told her that, she knew it just from being around him so often. Leaning forward to kiss him, she rubbed her wet cleft against his damp, slick cock, stimulating her clit, pleasure spiking at the delicious friction. He cupped her ass and kissed her back, rocking erotically and she moaned, always vocal during sex. Somehow the ladylike persona she kept in place at all other times was not an option for her at a time like this. No one who knew her professionally would ever believe what she was doing now.
She really didn’t believe it herself, but that lingering thought in the back of her mind was banished as Rick whispered against her lips, “Remember what you did next? I sure as hell do.”
As if she could forget. Maybe if she’d had that ability they wouldn’t be doing this, but as she straddled
Beyond that, she wasn’t sure. This was hardly what she’d been raised to think was the normal course of events in a relationship…or was this just a male game? She’d mentioned the fantasy first during that teasing conversation, but she’d never expected it to come true.
“Is this me?” Her uncertainty must have shown in her face for Rick reached up and touched her cheek.
“It’s whoever you want it to be.” His response was hushed. “Get this straight. No one is pushing you into anything.”
No, they weren’t. She knew it too. Damn, he was gorgeous, built like Ran with nicely toned muscles, wide shoulders and at the moment, the same impressive erection she remembered from that night neither of them seemed to be able to forget. His hair was stark against the white linens as he reclined against the pillows, a slight, all-too-sexy grin touching his mouth. “Whatever you want, Lace, I’m right here.”
“And so am I.” Ran had also gotten on the bed and lay, nude and propped on one elbow, his naked body sculpted in the low light. “This is all about you, babe.”
She believed them. Trusted them. Both.
Considering she was in bed with a hunky doctor and an equally gorgeous, successful lawyer, both of them staring at her with open sexual hunger, what a nice start to her fantasy. She wasn’t as self-conscious as she’d thought she might be—not that she’d ever thought this would ever really happen—and she shook back her hair. “Since that mistake was what started all this, maybe Ran is right. We should finish it, Rick.”
“Sounds like heaven.” He reached out to touch her lightly with a brush of his long-fingered hands. Surgeon’s hands, strong but deft, and her skin tingled in reaction. Her body reacted in other ways too. Between her legs she was wet. She could feel the warmth there, and her breasts were taut.
“I think it started like this,” she murmured, on her knees next to him, acutely aware also of Ran watching them. Lightly she ran her hand down the length of his erect penis, the swollen length high against his flat stomach. Semen already beaded the tip and she bent to lick it off with a swirl of her tongue, hearing him give a low, muffled groan. When she cupped his testicles and slid her mouth over the crest of his erection, she could have sworn the next groan came from Ran.
That’s right . This wasn’t just her fantasy. He’d said he wouldn’t mind watching. Apparently that was true.
Salty, smooth, hot, hard…tactile sensations mingled with taste and sound, and Lacey sucked gently as the tip touched the back of her throat and then she slid upward and lifted her head. Rick’s eyes were half-shut, his chest lifting quickly. She straddled him. “Then I think I did this.”
“Condom?”
“Pill.” She had no doubt Rick was perfectly healthy. He took his profession and responsibilities seriously and wasn’t a believer in casual sex in the first place. Even if Ran hadn’t told her that, she knew it just from being around him so often. Leaning forward to kiss him, she rubbed her wet cleft against his damp, slick cock, stimulating her clit, pleasure spiking at the delicious friction. He cupped her ass and kissed her back, rocking erotically and she moaned, always vocal during sex. Somehow the ladylike persona she kept in place at all other times was not an option for her at a time like this. No one who knew her professionally would ever believe what she was doing now.
She really didn’t believe it herself, but that lingering thought in the back of her mind was banished as Rick whispered against her lips, “Remember what you did next? I sure as hell do.”
As if she could forget. Maybe if she’d had that ability they wouldn’t be doing this, but as she straddled
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