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Rising to his feet, Khalid paused, waiting, as Shayne moved, striding to her, his fingers sliding into her soft hair as the blouse dropped from her shoulders. Fisting his hand in the silken strands he pulled her head back and lowered his own.
Khalid watched as Shayne's
lips moved over Marty's. As though electricity connected them all, Khalid felt the tingle of pleasure, the tearing hunger, and the demand for more.
Moving to the couple, Khalid came behind Marty, his hands touching her shoulders as the muscles there tensed, seeming to tighten to near the breaking point.
Hearing the broken moan that escaped the demanding kiss Shayne held her with, Khalid unhooked the clasp of the lacy bra she wore before edging the straps over her shoulders.
Shayne's hands gripped her wrists, lowering her arms from his shoulders as Khalid stripped her of the fragile garment.
"Khalid. " She jerked back from the kiss, panting as Shayne turned her to Khalid.
Shayne lowered his head to her neck, the curve of her shoulder. His hands slipped around her body to cup her breasts, his fingers toying with her tight nipples as Khalid sank slowly to his knees.
He held her gaze, watching her eyes darken, her breathing roughen, as he removed her sneakers and socks. His hands lifted to the clasp of her jeans, the zipper, and as a muted cry echoed around him, he drew the material slowly from her hips.
She was wet. He could see the sweet dew clinging to the soft curls shielding her pussy and had to force himself to hold back from her. No woman had ever made him so hot so fast. He was desperate for her. The hairs on his arms tingled with the pleasure rushing through him, the pleasure he could see on her face as his fingers caressed her inner thighs.
Forcing himself from the temptation of her heated juices, Khalid rose to his feet, cupped her neck, and held her still as his lips lowered to hers.
Kissing her burned through his senses. Her lips were like silk, her sweet tongue like satin touched with sugar. Small nails pierced his shoulders as she gripped them. His cock pressed against the soft heat of her belly, her flesh cushioning the steel-hard erection tormenting him.
Running his hands down her back, Khalid gloried in the hitch of her breath, the lick of her tongue against his as he cupped her rear and lifted her to him.
It was a short distance to the bed, but it seemed to take forever. He needed to lay her down, to see her pleasure, to see the wild excitement he could feel overtaking her.
Behind him he was distantly aware of Shayne undressing quickly. Khalid could feel his temperature rising as the air in the room became heated, sultry.
"Damn, she's pretty, Khalid. " Shayne groaned behind Marty.
Lifting his head, Khalid glanced at where Shayne was kneeling in the bed, waiting, aroused.
Turning his gaze back to Marty he lifted his hand to touch her flushed cheek.
"She's beautiful," he whispered, as her tongue licked over her lips before she swallowed nervously. "No fear. There's no pain, no reason for apprehension, sweet. "
"Of course there isn't. " Her voice was breathless, filled with wariness and hunger as Khalid eased her to the bed and the man awaiting her.
It was incredibly sensual. There were things as erotic as standing back and watching as a woman begins drowning in her own sensuality. And Marty was drowning.
Her gaze locked with Khalid's as Shayne cupped her breasts, his head lowering to take a hardened tip into his mouth.
Khalid began undressing, desperate now to join them, to aid in stroking his lover into the pure white-hot flames of arousal. Shedding the clothing, he moved to where she lay against the pillows, kneeling beside her as he caught her wrists in his hand and pulled them above her head.
Her head thrashed against the pillow as Shayne's lips moved from her breasts, lower. He kissed, nipped, licked his way down her stomach as Khalid watched with a rising need.
Frissons of fiery sensation raced over his flesh as he felt Marty's fingers curl against his wrist. She arched in Shayne's caress, her eyes opened to mere slits as she stared up at Khalid.
He needed this. This pleasure, this incredible arousal flowing from his lover. Like a man with a sweet tooth and denied his sweets, he was starved for it.
His gaze moved from her delicate face, lower. Shayne moved between her thighs, his hands spreading them wide, his chin brushing against the wet curls between them.
Her clit was like a little pink jewel between the folds, glistening and heated. Khalid wanted to see it caressed, wanted to watch her body, feel her response.
As Shayne spread apart the plump flesh, Khalid jerked, his gaze racing back to Marty as her tongue swiped over the crest of his cock.
"Brave are you, darling?" He groaned, freeing her hands to allow her to touch as she dared. "Be careful, you may tempt too far. "
