Deliciously British

by Scarlett Avery

  Xander is on a roll. It’s not the first time he’s devoured her with fervor, but he’s doing it with such unrestrained avarice he deserves a flipping gold medal. His cock is so hard, it points straight up like an arrow towards the ceiling. Damn. He caresses her butt cheeks amorously, almost making love to them with the palms of his large hands. The slobbering noise he’s making with his mouth is the sweetest melody I’ve heard all day. She responds by bouncing on top of his tongue before swinging her hips back and forth. Sobbing, Delilah turns around and looks behind her as Xander kneads her ass. Everything about her facial expression is borderline obscene. When she lifts her hooded eyes and our gazes lock, I swear to God I have to bite down against my lower lip not to lose my shit. Just when I think I have supreme control over my cock, she goes and licks her lips. Bloody hell.

  Slowly Xander plunges two fingers inside her ass while still lapping at her pussy. “Shit, shit, shit. Oh, yes.” Delilah bangs the seat of the chair, weeping.

  When she clamps a hand against Xander’s head, I know she’s close. It’s true that nothing brings me more pleasure than watching her dissolve on his face, but it’s way too early.

  “Don’t make her come yet,” I say. My deep voice betrays the stillness of my words.

  “Why not?” Delilah barks. She’s too busy giving in to her pleasure to even look at me. She gyrates more furiously against him now. Clearly, she’s on the verge. Xander just keeps lapping in response. Fool.

  “I asked you to stop, mate,” I repeat my command with a firmer tone. Once my best friend gives me what I want, I turn my attention to my girlfriend. “You’ll be stripped bare of all energy once we’re finished with you. If you come now, it will be too much. Not to mention, I want us all to climax at the same time. It’s time for us to go upstairs.”

  I’ve barely finished my sentence before Xander stands up and pulls her up with him. “Let’s go. You heard the bloke. He said he wants us all to come in unison.” Xander bends his knees and flings her over his shoulder.

  “Oh, God, Xander,” she protests. “I can’t believe you’re doing this again.”

  “You wanted a bed? You’re about to get one,” he quips.

  She squeals with delight. “You make me feel like I weigh nothing.”

  “Sweetheart, Ethan advised you to conserve your energy. I’m just doing the gentlemanly thing here.” Xander chuckles and slaps her ass for good measure. I jump to my feet and follow close behind.

  CHAPTER 70

  Xander

  I climb the stairs all the way to Ethan’s bedroom, kick open the door with urgency and turn on the lights on my way to his bed. I balance Delilah as I take long strides forward. I throw my sexy girlfriend’s body against the mattress with a caveman-like roar. It’s all that I can do not to beat my chest like Tarzan. Delilah bounces back a few times, giggling along the way. After a few amusing seconds, she stops her jerky movements by firmly placing her hand against the mattress.

  “With the way you’ve been teasing us all night, I haven’t got a clue how I’ve managed to keep it together,” I growl. With her legs wide open, her arousal is staring at me straight in the face. She’s even wetter now than she was a few minutes ago.

  “Xander is right. A few more minutes downstairs and I would have embarrassed myself inside my trousers,” Ethan says as he enters his room.

  I turn my head to the side, shocked. “When did you have time to get undressed?” I ask.

  “I’m very eager to fuck her, as you are.” He grins from ear to ear. His long and swollen cock jerks when she motions her legs from left to right with her eyes bouncing from Ethan’s hungry cock to mine. “Fuck, this is going to be amazing,” he observes.

  “It will be,” I say.

  Ethan pulls his attention away from me to focus on Delilah. “Remember what we said to you downstairs. If this isn’t enjoyable for you, ask us to stop and we will,” he says.

  She nods jerkily. “Okay.”

  “Promise?” I press.

  She swallows hard. “Yes.”

  “We’re not going to like you any less if we have to stop and try this again in the morning,” I say. She smiles warmly before lowering her eyes. “I’m not going to go all the way in. I’ll just insert half my cock. That way you’ll have time to ease into it. How does that sound to you?”

  “I can handle it.” We reward her boldness with a few rounds of whistles.

  “Xander will prepare your ass while I take care of showering you with affection.”

  “I like the sound of that.” She worries at her lower lip, which contradicts the confidence she just displayed. I’m sure she’s putting on a brave face.

  Following Ethan’s cue, I walk to his night table and grab the bottle of lube and a couple condoms from his drawer. Since we’ve carefully planned this night, I knew exactly where to find them. At this point, the anticipation is boiling over. It’s evident by how much his cock is already dripping with moisture. I guess I shouldn’t be too smug, because mine is also raging and seeping. I stride back towards him, grinning like a fool. I throw a packet his way and he catches it with ease.

  “Only one?” he asks. “Are you rationing us?”

  “Stop being so greedy,” I chastise. “This is just the warm-up. Give her time to catch her breath.” I circle the bed to my original position and drop the lube and extra condom on the floor. “After all, we have two more boxes of these to go through before the end of the weekend.” Ethan opened the door for me, I might as well take it up a notch.

  “You can’t be serious. That’s twelve more times,” Delilah shrieks.

  “What’s your point? That just means we’ll be fucking you four times a day until you leave here. That’s more than doable for Xander and I. And that doesn’t even take into account the number of times we’ll tongue-fuck or finger-fuck you. Those are bonus.” Ethan’s response is hilarious.

  “And I assume you intend on calling the paramedics?” she scoffs.

  “Wasn’t it you who just said you can—and I quote—handle it?” I challenge her. “How quickly you forget,” I huff dramatically.

  “Yeah, two or three times. Not a dozen times. I mean my ass will be burning like hell.” Her voice rises even higher than before.

  “You say that now, but soon you’ll be begging for more of it. Trust me, a few rounds simply won’t be enough for you once you discover what you’ve been missing.” My voice is so deep I barely recognize it. Yeah, extreme horniness will do that to a guy.

  “All kidding aside, Xander is right,” Ethan says, climbing on the mattress next to Delilah. “This is a night we’re unlikely to forget.” He leans into her and drops a soft kiss on her lips. I watch as she returns his passionate kiss with fervor. Damn. I pray to God she’s able to take me all in. I’m willing to be patient and give her all the time she needs, but I’d be lying through my teeth if I didn’t admit that the visual turns me on like crazy. Looking down as she swallows me whole. God. I’m not usually a very patient man, but for her, I’m willing to be. Regardless if she takes three or six inches of me, I already know I’ll come like an animal up her ass while Ethan fucks her pussy. Tonight, she succumbs to both of us at the same time. This truly takes our relationship to the next level. It’s the ultimate communion of body and soul.

  The thought fills me with pleasure. So much so that my cock jerks. I fist it and choke it, stroking up and down as Ethan kisses her more forcefully while groping her tits. His kisses trail along her neck and down her chest until he latches onto one of her nipples. With one hand, he pushes her down until her back is flat on the mattress. He sucks on one nipple while pinching the other one. He presses so hard you’d think he’s trying to draw milk from it. After a few long minutes, Ethan pulls away from her. She grunts her protest.

  “It’s okay, love. I’m not nearly done with you yet—neither of us are—but I can’t wait any longer and I doubt Xander is much more patient than I am.”

  “I’m definitely eager to find out how tight she is,�
�� I confirm Ethan’s assumptions.

  “We’re going to swap positions. You’re going to straddle me,” he announces, sheathing his cock. “That will make it easier for Xander to take you.”

  “O-okay,” Delilah pants.

  “Once you’re sitting on my cock, I want you to lift up that luscious ass of yours and offer it to my best friend. You got that?”

  “Yes,” she whispers. She sucks in a breath, glancing behind her where I’m still standing. There’s a tinge of worry in her eyes—we’ll erase that in no time. I’m sure she’s looking for support, but once our gaze locks she quickly realizes I want her just as much as Ethan does. She flashes me a nervous smile and obeys, getting on all fours before turning her body around until the ass I’m about to claim is staring at me in the face. What a bloody amazing view.

  Ethan moves his head to the right so our eyes meet. He casts on me a stare that speaks volumes before helping our girlfriend get into position. His expression might be stoic, but I know it’s a front for what’s really brewing inside him. Delilah steals her attention away from Ethan and turns her head around. She looks at me with such imploring eyes that my balls constrict. “Aren’t you coming, Xander?” She waves at me. “If you keep standing there, I’ll feel like something is missing.” Her words are so sweet.

  “I am,” I reassure her. “But first, I want you to swallow my best friend’s cock with your pussy,” I order. “And I want you to do it nice and slow.” Like a good girl, she obeys without resistance. She slides down his twelve-inch cock effortlessly. I could watch her lower herself onto him like this day and night. Once she’s taken Ethan all the way to the balls, I approach the bed. I bend down and grab the lube and condom with one hand. “I really enjoyed that little story of you playing with yourself while watching porn and inserting that huge butt plug up your ass. From now on, when we’re not together, it will become my go-to visual when I wank off,” I say to distract her as I squirt the gel in my hands.

  “Maybe next time I’ll have to videotape it.” Her unexpected repartee has me pouring far more lube than I need.

  “Don’t you dare tease me like that, woman. I nearly came all over myself.”

  Slap.

  “That’s for being cheeky.” Ethan administers his own form of punishment. “No videos. When you please yourself, it’s either a private affair or it’s for our eyes only. In other words, I want it live. The next time instead of the striptease I want you to relive that scene with Xander and I watching.”

  “Goddamn, how do you manage to always take it up a notch or ten?” I ask, impressed by his downright kinky suggestion.

  “Elementary, my dear Watson,” he mocks.

  Normally, I’d be all over him for that Sherlock Holmes joke, but in this case he’s right on point.

  Once we stop laughing, I resume my mission. “We’re going to take it one step at a time,” I say as I slide a well-lubed finger into her tight asshole.

  Instantly, she squeezes her butt cheeks together, trapping my finger between them. “Oh,” she gasps.

  “It’s nothing, sweetheart. You’ve taken more than one finger before. You can do this,” I reassure her. It’s enough to get her to relax. Seeing this as my window of opportunity, I plunge two fingers inside her ass. Delilah sucks in a breath, but she doesn’t object. Fueled by her acceptance, I don’t stop until I pass the tight ring of muscle around her rim.

  “Shit,” she hisses while gyrating her ass as I slide in deeper until my knuckles are pressed against her. I wiggle my fingers a few times before sliding in and out of her. She takes me beautifully.

  Confident, I push things further. I slide my fingers out and quickly penetrate her again. This time, her body goes rigid and her breath hitches.

  “Holy Jesus. Two fingers weren’t enough? You had to insert a third one?” she barks. For Christ’s sakes, her tightness will act like a vise around my cock. If I last more than five minutes, I’ll be lucky. As I pump in and out of her, the slurp of the lube takes over the room. That’s all you can hear.

  “My cock is considerably bigger than this,” I remind her.

  “Oooo.” Even though she’s gripping Ethan’s shoulders and he’s firmly holding on to her, she’s still shaking like a leaf. “Xander.” My name leaves her lips in a whisper, arousing my already very hard cock. As much as I try not to force things, this is still unquestionably a sweet invasion. When she parts her legs wider, I slide my free hand between her lips, stroking her clit. She pushes her ass against my hand, allowing my fingers to slide in deeper. Oh, Christ. “Xander, what are you doing to me?” Her raspy voice is like honey.

  “That’s it, sweetheart, grind your hard little clit against my finger. Milk me for all you can,” I encourage. Of course, this is a precursor of things to come.

  Knowing that my cock will soon be replacing my fingers inside her builds pressure at the base of my swollen balls, tightening them to the point where I can no longer distinguish pain from pleasure. The escalating sensation is intoxicating. I do my best to stay focused on her and cast aside my own needs. It’s the only way to deflect the inevitable. I would have lost my composure, sliding over the edge a long time ago had it been Ethan claiming her ass, but I have to keep it under control. He’s given me that huge responsibility and it’s something I take very seriously. After all, there’s nothing like a virgin ass. The fact that I’m the first to brand the woman I’ve fallen for so completely while she’s cradled in my best friend’s arms makes this moment even more unforgettable.

  “Mate, I’m not going to be able to stay still like this for too much longer. I need you to fuck her ass.” Ethan’s guttural voice breaks the spell I’m under. “Get inside her. Now,” he presses.

  I’m as dominant a man as Ethan is and I match the remorseless way he demands total submission, especially when we share a woman. Still, there’s an unmerciful edge to him that I just can’t compete with. I’m not complaining, it just never ceases to amaze me. Not to mention, he has me pegged when it comes to him using me to satisfy his voyeurism kink. I enjoy it as much as he does. Many times, even more.

  I’m far too tall to take Delilah’s ass standing up. I withdraw my fingers. The distinctive sucking sound causes her to let out a very long moan. Fuck. That sounds heavenly. Impatience courses through me. With hurried hands, I sheathe my cock. Once I’m wrapped up, I bend my knees onto the bed and position myself right behind her, angling my cock at her entrance. I lean forward ever so slightly until my chest hovers over her back. With one hand pressed against the mattress, I balance my weight. With the other I cup her massive hanging tits. I caress them for a few short seconds, enjoying their weight. She sobs when I slide my tongue inside her ear. When I’ve had my fill, I straighten up. It’s time.

  “Are you ready for us?”

  “Yes, I am.” The self-assurance of her words is comforting. We all want this. I fist my cock and slide it inside her ass. I take it an inch at a time. I swing my hips back to give myself some leverage before pushing in a little deeper. The tightness is excruciatingly delicious. “Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God,” she chants. When the tip of my cock passes her rim, her chants transforms into sobs. “Oh, boy.” Her entire body is trembling.

  I halt my movements. “Am I going too fast?” I ask, concerned. She doesn’t answer. I’m about to ask the question again when Ethan precedes me.

  “Talk to us, love. Xander asked you a question.” His voice is unusually tender. I’m so used to hearing the controlling and unwavering alpha ringmaster that I’m taking aback.

  Since she still remains silent, I try to coax something out of her. “Do you want me to stop, Delilah?”

  She shakes her head, sending her long red locks flying all over the place. “No. It’s okay. It’s very different from your fingers and from the butt plug. It’s just a little uncomfortable.”

  “Thanks for being honest with us. It’s important. Let me squirt on more lube,” I say. She nods. I slide back out of her and reach for the bottle that’s not t
oo far. I pour a generous amount, coating both my erected cock and her ass. “Here we go again,” I joke. She laughs. Ethan chuckles underneath her. Slowly, I penetrate her again. I feed her much more of my cock and when she doesn’t resist I keep sliding in. “How is it, sweetheart?” Just speaking those words is a very difficult exercise because of how fucking amazing she feels around me.

  “Oh, God, you’re freaking huge,” she hisses between gritted teeth. I’m pretty sure we established that a long time ago. I open my mouth to answer her, but stop. Ethan starts swinging his hips up and down, taking us with him and allowing me to slide in a little bit more. I suspect he’s doing his best to distract her. With every inch of me she swallows, I grunt at the pressure. It doesn’t get any better than this. “Dear God,” she chokes.

  “Are you still okay?” I ask. She nods with a few quick jerks. “It’s going to be so good for you once you relax,” I entice. Ethan picks up steam, pumping into her in steady cadences.

  “Open up more and tilt your hips up for me,” I command, my voice strangled and my tone urgent. “It will be easier for me and you.” When she does, I slide back out of her. “I think we should use more lube.” I knew she would be tight, but this surpasses my expectations. Ethan halts his thrusts.

  “Okay.” She turns her head to the side and casts me an anxious look.

  I caress her butt cheeks before leaning down and kissing both of them. “You’re doing great. You really are.” Even women with loads of experience find our size and girth challenging. I can’t expect it to be any different for her.