by Desiree Holt
“Oh, Cody,” she breathed.
He bent his head and his mouth on hers was like a lighted match, setting fire to her lips and sending the heat to every part of her body. Her breasts and nipples tingled, every pulse in her body roared to life and her veins felt as if liquid fire raced through him. Cody licked the surface of her lips, tasting the inner flesh of them, scraping across her teeth before finally plunging into her mouth and sweeping every inch of the welcoming cavern. He ran the tip of his tongue across hers, ravishing it before sucking it into his mouth.
She couldn’t breathe, every one of her senses on high alert and an intense sexual need gripping her. Cody’s hands cupped her face, turning it this way and that to give him better access. Her breasts pressed against the soft hair on his chest and the heavy shaft of his penis was like a branding iron against her stomach. Through the thin latex of the condom she could feel the fluid seeping from the slit a drop of hot cream on her skin.
Lanie wrapped her slim fingers around Cody’s wrists, anchoring herself so she wouldn‘t just drop bonelessly to the floor. When he finally lifted his mouth and dusted kisses on her cheeks and eyelids, she didn’t know if she’d ever be able to breathe again.
“I think it’s time for us to kick it up a notch, sugar,” he murmured against her lips. “I wonder if the rest of you tastes just as good. Let’s find out.”
Lifting her in his arms, he yanked back the bedclothes and placed her carefully on the soft cotton sheet. Kneeling between her outspread legs, he slid his hand beneath her buttocks, lifted her to his mouth and, without preamble, began to lick her slit like a brand new lollipop.
Lanie cried out at the first swipe of his tongue, pleasure spiking through her. She’d had other lovers—far too few—do this before, but none with the finesse and ability of Cody Hawkins. His tongue was a brush and her pussy the canvas he used it on. He licked and lapped until she couldn’t think of anything besides the intense pleasure racing through her body.
When his mouth closed over her clit and his tongue flicked the tip of it, tremors raced through her and she had to fist her hands to keep from arching off the bed. He tormented the little nub, nipping it with his teeth then rubbing his tongue over it again. Lanie’s heart was racing and everything in her body was centred on that one spot.
Releasing his hold on her clit, Cody trailed his tongue down her wet, pink flesh, stiffening it and thrusting it deep inside her cunt.
“Oh…”
His tongue speared her, stabbing into her, rubbing her inner walls. She was going to lose her mind. That’s all there was to it.
Suddenly, he pulled back, lowered her buttocks to the mattress and bent her knees back until they almost touched her breasts.
“Better,” he told her. “Your cunt tastes even better than your mouth. I knew it would. Do you like that, Lanie? Do you like me eating that sweet pussy of yours?”
“Yes,” she moaned. “More. More, more, more.”
Was that really her voice pleading with him? What was happening to her? Whatever it was, she didn’t want it to stop.
“How about this?” His voice was low, husky, as he dipped a finger in her cunt, trailed it down to her anus and rimmed the tight little hole.
“Oh my god,” she squealed. The cheeks of her ass clenched around his finger as he pressed firmly against the tender spot.
He moved his finger away, his laugh sensuous. “We’ll get to that, sugar. You can bet on it.” He rose to his knees between her thighs. “Open your eyes, Lanie. Look at me. I want you to see me when I fuck you.”
She forced her heavy eyelids open and saw him looking at her with lust blazing in his eyes. He took one of her hands and wrapped it around his cock then spread open her labia.
“Show me the way, Lanie. Guide me home.”
Wishing that she could feel the naked skin of his cock, she squeezed her fingers around the thick erection. Pulling until the head touched her opening, she tugged again he began to slide into her.
“Good, Lanie.” He sucked in his breath. “So, so good.”
He moved her hand, pressed his thumb on her clit and pushed all the way into her. She came at once, bathing him with her liquid heat, her pussy convulsing around him as the tremors shook her body. His body was taut beneath her hands, rigid with the control he was exerting. He rode her through her climax then began to move inside her, taking her up again. All the while his cock moved back and forth in a smooth cadence, his thumb tormented and teased her clit.
When the tiny aftershocks finally faded, Lanie drew air into her oxygen-deprived lungs and tried to steady her heartbeat. But Cody wasn’t giving her time to gather herself or time to think. Capturing her mouth again, he increased the speed of his movements in and out of her pussy, rolling his hips to catch the sweet spot with his cock each time he thrust back inside her. The hair on his chest rubbed against her nipples, sparks of electricity radiating from them.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he ordered against her lips.
Lanie threw her legs around his waist, locked her ankles and dug her heels into the small of his back, pulling him tight against her. Beneath the tension of her own muscles, his rippled as he moved. She had never felt so completely filled in her life, every nerve in her body sparking with each thrust and retreat of his cock. Heat made her blood boil, and her heart thundered in her ears.
She could feel another climax rising inside her even as her body protested the impending intensity. It was too much. Too much. She tried to pull away, but Cody held her tightly, skewering her on his shaft, fucking her with such power she was afraid it would destroy her. With one final, strong thrust he took them both over the edge, his cock throbbing inside her while her pussy clenched and clenched around him and her liquid heat soaked him.
Their bodies shuddered together, Lanie sure she would splinter apart as spasm after spasm wrenched her body. She wasn’t sure whose heartbeat she felt, his or hers, thumping against her ribs. They lay in that position until the quaking subsided, holding on as if anchoring each other. Cody’s cock still flex inside her, drawing one tiny flutter after another until her cunt, too, stopped its convulsive clutching.
Groaning with the energy it took, Cody rolled onto his back, taking her with him. She sprawled across his chest, boneless and spent, wondering how her body had survived the sexual storm that had overtaken them. His hands glided up and down her back, fingers tracing the little bumps of her spine.
It barely registered when the bedroom door clicked open. Then a man’s voice pierced her consciousness.
“I hope you didn’t have all the fun yet.” The voice was deep, warm and amused.
Lanie started at the sound and tried to push herself off of Cody’s body. His hands pulled her back and pressed her flat against his chest then caressed her in a soothing fashion. “Shh, it’s all right,” he crooned.
“But—”
“It’s just Mark. You watched him in the other room. Don’t be worried. He’s alone. I told him he could join us, if you didn’t object. Just turn you head and say hello.”
Lanie obediently shifted her head to see the tall, lean naked man standing next to the bed. She burned not just with embarrassment but with a lust she hadn’t even known she’d had, as if everything she’d seen tonight had unlock a steel door inside her body. She had the most impossible urge to reach out and touch Mark’s rigid penis that was now so close to her face.
“H…hi, Mark.”
He leaned down and kissed her cheek. “Hello, Lanie.”
Cody stroked her cheek, brushing away the stray stands of hair. “If you’re not ready for this, sugar, it’s okay. I want you to know that.”
Was she ready? Lanie clutched at Cody. Only one way to find out. And strangely, she wasn’t frightened by the idea of another man joining them. Not as long as she had Cody as her anchor.
“Just remember,” he whispered. “You’re mine, no matter what. Say it.”
“I’m yours,” she whispered back.
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��Good.” He nodded at Mark.
“I must say you have a fine, fine ass,” Mark told her. “Do you mind if I touch it?”
Lanie’s muscles tightened and Cody swirled his tongue in her ear. “Easy, sugar. If you don’t want him to, all you have to say is ‘No, thanks’. He’s just going to touch it. Maybe play a little. No fucking tonight with anyone but me.”
She closed her eyes and vivid images of the evening played against her closed eyelids.
What’s happening with me? Why am I suddenly craving all of this so badly? I want this man to touch my ass. To play with it. While Cody is still inside me.
“Go ahead.” She ran her tongue over her lips, wetting them. “Yes. Touch me.”
“Touch you where?” Mark prompted.
“O…on my ass.”
He sat down on the bed in the space between their bodies and the edge of the mattress. His hand rested lightly on one cheek of her ass. At first, she jumped, but his hand was so warm and the feel of it arousing. He stroked the rounded globe, slowly as Cody had done with her back and arms.
“Like this, Lanie? Is this how I can touch you?”
She nodded, breathing in, inhaling Cody’s male scent along with his spicy aftershave.
“How about like this?” His fingers trailed through the warm cleft.
“Like that, Lanie?” Cody wanted to know, his breath warm against her forehead, his hands still caressing her arms, her shoulders and her back, soothing, reassuring.
“Yes,” she breathed. Mark’s fingers were like matches igniting the nerves in her cleft and sending shivers racing up her spine.
Cody shifted his legs that were lying between hers, pushing them apart so hers fell wide. Mark’s fingers moved lower, bypassing the tight ring of her sphincter and going to the wet opening of her cunt. He drew a circle lightly around the skin gripping Cody’s penis, still tucked inside her. Then his fingers drifted back up again.
“How about here?” One finger pressed against her anus, rubbing lightly back and forth.
Unexpected tendrils of lust coiled through her. She wanted this! Oh, my god, she really wanted this. And more!
“By the way her fingers are digging into my shoulders, I’d say the answer is a big yes. Lanie, want to kick it up a notch?” He kissed her forehead. “Let’s try something and see how it goes.” He lifted his head. “Nightstand drawer,” he told Mark.
Lanie felt Mark’s body moving, heard the open and closing of the drawer, then something cool at her anal opening. A moment later, Mark’s fingertip pressed hard, harder, inside the dark, warm tunnel.
“Breathe, sugar,” Cody told her. “In and out. Big breaths in, slow breaths out. Come on. You’ll see how good it will make you feel.”
She followed his directions, drawing in as much breath as she could. When she let it out, Mark’s finger slipped in a little further. In and out, slow and deep, and each time that finger probing further and further inside her. She didn’t even realise she was pushing back against it until she felt the chuckle rumble through Cody’s chest and vibrate against her.
“I’d say she likes it,” he told Mark.
“Does that mean—”
“Absolutely not,” Cody cut him off. “That pleasure belongs to me. But two or three fingers would be fine, just to let her know how it feels.”
Lanie clenched her muscles around the probing finger. She couldn’t miss what they were talking about. Mark was asking Cody’s permission to fuck her in the ass. Her virgin ass. And Cody had very clearly reserved that pleasure for himself. She was relieved and excited yet, in a way, disappointed. Tonight, she was so revved up she was almost ready for anything.
“Not tonight, sugar,” Cody murmured, as if reading her mind. “Not that I wouldn’t like to, but we’re gonna take this thing in stages. And make sure it’s what you want to do.”
She would have answered him, but at that moment, Mark added another finger to the first, moving them to stretch her tissues, pushing them in and out. As she moved her hips in rhythm with Mark’s fingers, Cody’s cock which had been semi-soft, hardened, and he began thrusting his hips with hers.
“Hold on a second, sugar,” he whispered, lifting her so she sat back on Mark’s hand.
In an instant, he’d retrieved another condom from the nightstand and snapped it on. Holding Lanie’s hips, he positioned her over him and pushed inside of her again, so thick and hard she didn’t see how he fit.
At that moment, Mark slipped a third finger inside her ass, his knuckles bumping against the tender flesh and filling her until it seemed there was no space at all. She was impaled on two thick spikes, Mark’s lean fingers brushing Cody’s swollen cock as he adjusted his movements to the other man’s. When the fingertips found and raked across a special spot, she convulsed with tiny shudders.
It didn’t seem possible that Mark could wedge one more finger inside her ass, but Lanie felt it pressing and pushing until it joined the others. Hot and cold chills racked her body as she flexed under the lash of such unbelievable pleasure.
Cody tugged her a little further forward so he could reach her nipples. His educated tongue and teeth pulled and tugged on them, licked them, swirled around them until she thought she’d come just from that alone. Her breasts were taut with a burning ache, his tongue like a live wire, shocking them every time it made a pass over a nipple.
She had slipped to another plane, one where nothing existed except the dual penetration of her body and the heat washing through her. She floated in a haze of lust, where nothing mattered except the greedy demands of her body. Sex was a narcotic her body demanded with an aching need. Being aroused by two very sexy men, penetrating her front and back, drove the whip of pleasure through her to every sensitive spot. Her blood pounded as it raced through her veins. Her pussy throbbed. She wanted to clench herself around Cody’s rod and Mark’s fingers until they had wrung every drop of satisfaction from her. And then do it again.
“We’re getting close,” Cody said over her shoulder, his breathing choppy. “Let’s take her over the edge.”
With a rhythm born of long practise, Cody and Mark intensified their movements, the one with his fingers, the other with his cock. Cody’s hands gripped Lanie’s hips, holding her to him as he pushed up into her again and again. She fought the climax, sure it would break her, but Cody soothed her with murmuring sounds and Mark ran his free hand caressingly over her ass and her back.
She couldn’t stop it, no matter what. It erupted like an earthquake, tossing her into a whirlwind of sensation, battering her with the whip of pleasure that made every muscle in her body clench and clasp until it nearly turned her inside out. She showered Cody’s sheath cock with her hot juices, flooding him as he pulsed inside her. As if from a distance she heard Mark’s groans, as her dark tunnel gripped his fingers with the force of a vice.
Only Cody’s hands holding her hips tightly anchored her in place.
At last, exhausted, she fell forward on his chest, her nipples still so tender she felt every strand of hair on his chest.
* * * *
Cody was still labouring to draw air into his tortured lungs. The minute his cock had pushed all the way into Lanie’s cunt he’d been sure he’d died and gone to heaven. All that very tight, very hot, very wet flesh gripping him like a fist short-circuited his brain and sent all the blood in his body rushing to his groin. If he died right at that moment, he’d die a happy man. As many women as he’d fucked, in bizarre and wild circumstances, nothing had ever been as erotic as this. She was everything he’d expected and more. So much more.
He’d all but forgotten he’d asked Mark to join them. It was his way of introducing Lanie to sex with more than one partner at a time. Mark was an old friend, they’d done this together for years, and he had the skills to ease Lanie into it.
Cody was shocked by the possessiveness that flooded him. He’d never felt this with any other woman in his entire life, and the emotion both intrigued and terrified him. Yes, he’d been entert
aining the possibility of a relationship with Lanie Burrell. Yes, he’d wanted to imagine what a future with her would be like. But he’d never expected to be so emotionally blindsided.
Now Lanie lay across his chest, a boneless heap, her soft breath tickling the hair on his chest, her wonderful breasts pressed against him like two heated pillows. He felt her heart beating against him, in cadence with his own, and he wondered if he’d ever want to move again.
“Cody?” Mark’s voice was quiet, his eyes questioning.
“I’m here.”
“Is there something going on here I should know about? That the rest of us should know about? Because you know, that means different rules.”
“I know, I know.”
“I had the impression you just wanted to add some new life to our little group.” He raised an eyebrow. “Am I wrong?”
Cody was silent for so long Mark finally rose from the bed, trailing his fingers along Lanie’s ass as he did so.
“When you figure out what’s going on, let me know. Meanwhile, I’ll pass the word she’s off limits. At least for now. I’m going back and jumping into the fun again.”
Cody heard the water running in the bathroom as Mark cleaned up then watched his friend move silently through the bedroom. When he heard the door open and close, he rolled to the side, taking Lanie with him, slipped out of her regretfully and took care of his own cleanup.
Lanie was still lying on her side when he walked back into the darkened room, hugging a pillow to her well-used body, her skin still flushed, her eyes slumberous. He slid his arm beneath her and pulled her against him, running his hand along her spine.
“You doing okay?” He kept his voice low and soft. Soothing. His fingers trailed over her ass. “Any soreness here?”
“Mmm. A little.” She tossed the pillow aside and snuggled into his warmth. “But do you think I’m awful if I say it was worth it?”
