Body Shots

by Anne Rainey

  “Raise up so I can play, angel,” Mac growled.

  She got up on all fours above Mac, Trent behind her, one of his big, warm hands clutching her hips. She felt Mac casing her clit, then watched with anticipation as he lifted his head and suckled her breasts. First one, then the other. He took his time, tasting and pleasing her.

  “You have great tits, Crystal,” Mac murmured, then went back to suckling.

  Trent’s finger moved in and out of her bottom, slow at first, then faster. Soon there were two, and her body went wild. Inhibitions dropped away as need rushed in and took command. She gyrated against Trent, Mac flicked and toyed with her little nubbin, while he bit and sucked her sensitive nipples.

  Her climax came from somewhere deep inside as Crystal screamed hard and loud. She arched her back and flew apart. It was so fast and unexpected, but she wasn’t given time to relish in it.

  “You have pretty lips. I’d love to feel them closing around my dick.”

  Trent spoke up before she had a chance to digest Mac’s words. “Next time, Mac.”

  Mac’s mischievious grin said it all. “I’m looking forward to it.”

  Trent slipped his fingers free of her, stood on top of the mattress, then walked until he was standing next to them. With one hand propped against the wall, and the other wrapped around his glorious erection, he coaxed, “Let him taste you, Crystal, while you suck me.”

  “I don’t know, Trent.” She didn’t know whether Trent could truly handle watching that.

  “It’s okay. Let him,” Trent murmured, then Mac lent his weight to the idea.

  “Come on up here, angel. I don’t bite.”

  Crystal wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. In her head this had all gone so smoothly. The reality was quite a bit different. She looked back at Trent and saw him smile and nod his head. She took a deep breath and crawled up Mac’s body until she was hovering above his face. He growled in approval and wrapped his hands around her thighs and pulled her down. His lips closed around swollen pussy lips. Crystal moaned and pushed against him further, losing herself in the pleasure.

  “Suck me,” Trent hissed.

  Crystal was beyond denying him.

  While Mac probed her opening with his tongue, Crystal leaned in and took Trent’s pulsing cock into her mouth. She tasted his sticky fluid and lapped it up. He groaned and wrapped both hands in her hair to guide her. He was rougher than usual, his arousal more intense. She sucked him down her throat and gagged. He pushed her head off him to give her a breath, then pulled her forward again. This time she was ready for his wild thrusts. She opened her throat and took him deep. Trent fucked her mouth, his movements alternating between fast and out of control, and slow and gentle. As Mac flicked over her clit, she felt his fingers dipping into her pussy from behind. It was all she could take. The throbs turned to shocking jolts of heat. She exploded. Mac licked up every last drop of her fluid passion.

  Trent pulled her head off his cock, then praised her with a kiss. She was beginning to come back down to earth when she heard him demand, “I want this ass, baby. Will you give it to me?” He was back into the position he’d been before, on his knees between Mac’s thighs. He wrapped strong fingers around her hips and slid her downward until she was on all fours above Mac, her bottom facing Trent.

  Cupping her dripping mound, Trent whispered, “Look at me.” She turned her head, already limp and sweating from two beautiful orgasms, but when she saw the intensity, the insane yearning etched into his not-so-perfect features, her body went from sated to needy all over again.

  “Mac and I are here for your pleasure tonight,” Trent explained. “But I hope you know that we don’t share well with others.”

  Then, as if choreographed, Mac and Trent both entered her and her inner muscles stretched. It was too much, too soon.

  “Trent,” she cried, her body tensing as she began to panic at the fullness of it all.

  Trent pulled out instantly, while Mac stayed seated deep inside her womb, holding perfectly still and waiting for Trent’s command.

  Lowering his oversized body, Trent covered her like a heavy, warm blanket, his arms resting on the mattress on either side of Mac’s torso.

  “You can take us. You only need to stop tensing up,” Trent pleaded. “Let me in and I swear you won’t regret it.”

  He never waited for a reply, only began stroking her hair and smoothing a palm down her arm to her hip, where he cupped her bottom and kneaded the plump flesh. She relaxed against Mac, giving them all what they needed in that moment. Trent felt it instantly and began a slow glide into her, filling her. She felt a delicious sort of pressure and friction. Fullness. Oh God, so full, but not so much that it hurt. In fact, it was like nothing she’d ever experienced. The silky inner walls of her vagina were caressed with sweet strokes from Mac, and the tight channel of her bottom felt every slide and thrust from Trent. Suddenly, all the worries, all the questions and fears fell away.

  With each inward push from Trent, Mac pulled outward. Her muscles held them both tight. She squeezed her ass, giving Trent the pleasure/pain that they both craved. Pleasure spiked and their movements turned frantic as both men fucked her hard and fast. Trent grabbed the back of her hair and pushed her face toward Mac. Mac leaned up and kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, then his hands cupped her tits and pulled them up so he could suck and nibble on the hard peaks. Trent grabbed her hips and slammed into her, fucking her from behind in a way he’d never done before. Dominating her. Claiming her, body and soul.

  Within moments they all three exploded.

  Trent spilled his seed deep, and Crystal felt every spasm. Mac was right behind him, shouting her name and pumping her full of hot come. Crystal felt fingers flicking her clit and then she, too, burst wide open as an orgasm tore through her.

  “Oh yes!”

  Mac sprinkled her face with gentle kisses. Her cheeks and lips and eyelids recieved attention. Trent came down on top of her, blanketed her body, and sucked on her shoulder, biting and leaving his mark. His dick was still embedded deep. She sighed and collapsed against Mac.

  “Hot damn,” Trent whispered against her ear. Mac kissed the top of her head and said, “I do believe I can die a happy man now.”

  “You two will be the death of me,” she mumbled as she cozied up next to Mac.

  Both men chuckled. “But it’ll be a great way to go,” Trent added as he lay down beside her and covered them with the blanket.

  She didn’t have the strength to respond. The last thought on her mind was that she really needed to do something about their odd relationship. They simply couldn’t go on like this forever. Surely it wasn’t humanly possible. Someone would eventually cry uncle. Crystal had a feeling it was going to be her.

  9

  The next day, Crystal was busy putting the dishes away. She’d worked a long day, and it hadn’t been easy considering her lack of sleep the previous night. Mac and Trent were wearing her out. Not that she was really complaining. Every second she spent with them was better than the last. Which left her more confused than ever. Dating them both meant picking one of them eventually, right? Mac and Trent seemed content to share her. And she had to admit, their little trio seemed to work. Better than her relationship with Richard, for damn sure. Still, loving two men? That wasn’t something a person did for always and forever. That sort of thing was temporary. Eventually one of them was going to get jealous or want out. And where would that leave Mac and Trent’s friendship? She didn’t want to come between them. She cared too much for them to do that.

  As she put the last dish in the cupboard and dried her hands on the dish towel, Crystal poured a cold glass of iced tea. When she heard a knock on the door, she frowned. She wasn’t expecting anyone, unless it was someone for Mollie. When a second knock came, Crystal sprinted across the apartment and pulled the door open, then stopped dead in her tracks. “Mom?”

  Her mom smiled. “Surprise!” she said as she tugged her clos
e for a hug.

  “I didn’t know you were coming,” she said, trying to hide her suspicion. Her mom was here for only one reason: Richard. Had to be something to do with that blasted man.

  “Of course you didn’t, that’s what a surprise is.” Her mother pushed her bangs off her forehead. “Are you going to invite me in or what?”

  Crystal quickly stepped back. “Of course, sorry.”

  “It’s entirely too hot out for my liking.” She tossed her purse on the chair closest to the door and asked, “Got anything cold to drink?”

  “Sure, come on back to the kitchen,” Crystal said. Once her mom was seated at the kitchen table, Crystal got her a glass of tea. “What brings you here?”

  “Can’t a mother visit her daughter without there being an agenda?”

  Crystal frowned, not about to let her mom off the hook that easily. “You hate to drive, and it took a good three hours to get here. So, what gives?”

  Her mom let out a deep sigh. “I needed to talk to you about something, and though I don’t want you to be upset, it still needs to be said.”

  Crystal’s defenses went on high alert. “If this is about Richard, you can forget it. I’m not going back to him. It’s over and I’ve moved on with my life.”

  “It is about him, but not in the way you think,” her mom said. She looked down at the table. “Mollie called me. She . . . she told me everything you went through with Richard.” Her mom’s lower lip quivered. “I swear I never would’ve encouraged you to stay with him if I’d know what that beast was capable of.”

  Crystal looked at her mother for a long moment, unsure how to respond. “You came all this way to tell me that?”

  Her mother’s head shot up. “Yes. I wanted to apologize in person.”

  Crystal shook her head. “All the times I tried to talk to you about him and you never wanted to hear it. You never wanted to know the truth.”

  Her mother frowned at her as if Crystal was being ungrateful. “I thought you’d be a little more pleased about this visit.”

  Crystal reached across the table and took her mom’s hand in her own. “I love you, but it would’ve been nice if you’d listened to me. I’m your daughter. You should’ve been on my side.”

  Crystal’s voice had slowly taken on a pleading note, and finally her mom seemed to realize how much she’d messed up. “You’re right. I don’t really have an excuse for the way I acted, but if you’ll let me explain, it might help you to see where I was coming from.”

  “I’m listening,” Crystal said, taking advantage of the rare open moment with her mom.

  “The thing is, love is fleeting. Just as quickly as you find it, it could be yanked away. Your father was a wonderful man when I met him. He swept me off my feet, and I loved every second of it.”

  Considering the man had split after her mother got pregnant, Crystal asked, “What happened?”

  “When I found out I was pregnant with you, it was the happiest day of my life. I thought he’d be happy, too. We’d get married and have more children.” She shook her head. “I was a fool. The minute he found out about the baby, he was gone. Wanted nothing to do with either of us.”

  Crystal could hear the pain in her mom’s voice even after all these years. “I’m sorry,” she said, wishing she could take her pain away.

  “I’m not. He would’ve been a horrible father. You and I were better off without him.” She patted Crystal’s hand. “I suppose that’s why I wanted your marriage to work so badly. I wanted you to have what I never did. A man who was willing to go the extra mile. For richer or poorer and all that.”

  “Richard wanted a puppy. Something to train to be obedient and well-behaved. That was never going to be me.”

  “He’s a horrible man and I’m glad you’re far away from him.”

  Crystal didn’t bother to tell her about Richard’s latest visit. “Me too,” she replied. As she thought of Trent and Mac, she added, “I do believe there’s someone out there for me, though.”

  She smiled at Crystal and said, “From what I hear, you’re already seeing someone. A couple of someones, in fact.”

  Crystal was shocked, to say the least. She hadn’t expected Mollie to tell her mother about Trent and Mac. What’s more, she never dreamed her mother would have approved. “Uh, well, yeah. I suppose I am.”

  Her mom smiled and asked, “So, when do I get to meet them?”

  Mortified at the idea, Crystal blushed a bright pink. “Soon,” she said, not willing to commit to anything.

  “Take a leap, daughter. You’re only young once, take it from me.” Her mom winked over at her. “Besides, the good ones get snatched up fast. Best grab ’em while you can.”

  A laugh burst out and soon her mom was joining in. They sat talking for hours. After Mollie came home, the three of them went out to eat. As her mom was getting ready to head home, she took Crystal in her arms and said, “I love you with all my heart. I hope you’ll forgive my foolishness.”

  Crystal hugged her back and let the tears flow. “Already done,” she replied in a shaky voice. “I love you, too, Mom.”

  A chirping sound woke Crystal. “What the hell?” She glanced at her phone and realized someone was calling. “Hello?”

  “Crystal?”

  She was tired and wanted badly to sleep, but Mac’s voice had the effect of a strong cup of coffee. “Mac, is something wrong?”

  “No, just wanted to hear your voice. Did I wake you?”

  She chuckled. “Um, it’s three in the morning. Yes, you woke me.”

  “Sorry,” he said.

  “You don’t sound sorry,” she replied.

  “I’m not really,” he admitted, his voice rough. “I was lying here all lonely. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”

  “I ought to hang up on you.”

  “You won’t, though.”

  “Don’t push your luck, Mac.”

  Mac relaxed the instant he heard her voice. He wasn’t sure what was up with himself lately. It was like he couldn’t get his mind off Crystal. “I could just come over there. Slip inside your room and kiss every inch of your body. Would you kick me out, Crystal?”

  “I wouldn’t have the energy,” she said, her voice sounding breathless.

  Mac was gentle and warm in his response. “I’ll love you real slow, angel, then tuck you in next to me. We’d both be able to sleep then.”

  “You are a tempting man, for sure.”

  Mac could hear the rising desire in her tone, and he was pleased. He wanted her to always feel desire for him. It would finally put them on even footing. “So, you’re in bed. What are you wearing?”

  She laughed. “I’m so not answering that.”

  “Come on, angel. It’s just me.” Mac held his breath at her answer. Already he could picture her there, all sleepy-eyed and sexy. His body heated instantly.

  “Fine, I’m wearing a T-shirt and panties.” Crystal laughed. “This is so weird. You are the most voracious man I know.”

  “Only for you.” He heard her shifting around, as if she was attempting to get more comfortable. “Are you hot, Crystal?”

  Crystal went silent a moment before saying, “Maybe.”

  He forced himself to take this slow. The last thing he wanted was for her to back away from him, just when he was beginning to make some headway with her. “Never hide your sexual desire from me.”

  Crystal tsked. “That’s not what I was doing. And you shouldn’t make assumptions.”

  “Yeah, but I know you. You’re shy, and this kind of conversation is new for you, isn’t it?”

  “You mean this dirty phone call in the middle of the night? Yes, it’s new.” Again she laughed. “You’re outrageous.”

  He loved to hear the sound of her laughter; it filled him as nothing else could. “Laugh all you want, but I could just come over there.”

  That quickly caused her laughter to die. “No. If you come over, I’ll end up letting you make love to me and I need to work tomorro
w.”

  He grinned at that confession. “You mean, you wouldn’t be able to tell me no?”

  “You know it’s impossible to deny you. I get around you and I lose myself. It’s like you’re a wizard and you put a spell on me or something.”

  “Hey, if I had that sort of power, I’d just use my magic wand and bring you over here.”

  She snickered. “Magic wand? Really?”

  Mac laughed. Crystal was an ever-changing bundle of emotions, and he loved it. He wondered if she was there alone. “Is Mollie in for the night, too?”

  “Yes, we’re both in bed. Did I mention that it’s three in the morning?”

  “I’m glad you don’t live there by yourself. Makes me worry less that your friend is there.”

  “You worry about me? That’s so sweet.”

  Mac groaned. “I’m not sweet. Puppies are sweet.”

  She laughed outright, making him crazy. “Sorry.”

  She was the only woman who had ever been brazen enough to laugh at him. Tenderness welled up unexpectedly. “Since you’re already in bed, and you’re nearly naked, then I think it would be a pity to waste such an opportunity, don’t you?”

  “You stay right where you are, pal.”

  “Ah, but I can do plenty from right where I am.” She was so quiet he wasn’t sure what had happened. “Crystal?”

  “So, this is a dirty phone call.”

  Mac rolled his eyes. “You’re obsessed with the concept, aren’t you?”

  “A little, considering this is my first.”

  “We should definitely do something about that.” He gave her a few moments to think about that before he let a picture come to his mind. “If I were there, I’d pull you on top of me, let you ride me. I can picture you now. Your head thrown back, your hair all down your back in beautiful waves.”

  “Oh God, that . . . that’s hot.”

  He liked that her voice was less coherent now. He was getting to her, and he could feel her mounting desire. “Earlier I said that if I were there then I would make love to you. The part I left off is that I’d love you so slow and sweet that the sun would come up before I left you alone. I’d want to hear you come, over and over again for me. Do you like that, angel?”