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Travis chuckled. “She loves to tease, doesn’t she?”
“Fuck yes and I love her for it.”
After a few more strokes, she’d engulfed every hard inch of him in her sweet, slippery heat and Travis stilled her with a hand on her shoulder.
“Lie down on Hank, Nika. Let him hold you and relax for me.”
Veronica took deep breaths, her hips twitching with her arousal until Hank stilled her with his hands and spread her ass cheeks to give Travis access. They’d need patience to ease her into what he hoped was the first of many wonderful nights of ménage lovemaking.
“Breathe,” Travis murmured as he came close behind her, once again bracing his knees outside hers. He growled softly as he slid a hand up her back and squeezed her shoulder.
Travis grew flushed as he thrust in tiny increments, getting her used to the sensation of pressure there.
She bit her lip and squirmed as she struggled to accept Travis inside her. Hank whispered reassuringly to her, calming nonsensical sounds, and she replied with a soft affirmation, stilling against him. He felt it when she let the tension go in her bottom and tilted up to Travis. The smile on Travis’s face said it all as he slid deeper, crowding her already tight pussy until Hank had a hard time staying still himself. The sensation was unbelievable. He could feel her heart hammering against his chest as she panted and moaned but stayed still as Travis guided a bit more of his cock into her ass.
“That’s right. Let me in, baby. Your ass is so tight. I love it.”
She lifted her chin and crooned but stayed loose as he slipped past the last of her resistance and sank deeper. She whispered, “Oh, Travis. Yes!”
“Good?” Hank asked in a gravelly voice that didn’t sound like him as he gritted his teeth to give her time before he started moving.
“Beautiful,” she whispered, holding tight to his shoulders as Travis braced his hands on either side of them.
He made eye contact with Hank and rolled his eyes and smiled, signifying his great pleasure as he thrust slowly, going deeper until he finally groaned. “You’ve got all of me, Nika. Fuck, this feels so good. It’s not going to take long to come like this. You’re so tight.”
Bracing her elbows at his sides, Veronica rocked between them in an experimental move, resting her hot cheek on his chest. “Feels so good. Ohhh.”
Hank couldn’t resist anymore as her pussy fluttered around him. She was going to come soon, judging from her sounds, and he reached between them, stroking her engorged clit as she increased her rocking, finding her place in their sensual dance.
“It’s coming,” she whispered passionately, her movements growing more assured, more forceful as she moved between them, squeezing them and then taking them deep inside her, following an age-old rhythm until she lifted her head panting. “Yes, fuck me! Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop!” she cried. “Yes!”
Her face was beautiful as he watched ecstasy claim her as her cunt clenched all around him, pushing him over the edge. He thrust hard and wild, losing control until a mighty howl escaped his throat and his cum streamed from him in searing jets that were nearly painful they were so intense. He loosened his grip on her hips, afraid he’d left marks.
Travis bowed his head and gripped her shoulders as a low growl burst from his chest. He thrust against her ass, taking gentle care with her until he tipped his head back and cried out. “Yes!” He gave her three more hard strokes before he stilled above her and lowered his torso to her back, out of breath and flushed with pleasure.
They lay there catching their breath, whispering their love to her as the fire flickered and sent a warm, languorous glow that enveloped them. She sighed as they stroked her and whispered love words to her. She turned her head and smiled as she pointed at the Christmas tree. “It’s a tiny bit blurry without my glasses on. It’s beautiful. This…before the fire…with both of you. This is my Heaven on Earth.” Her soft, shaky whisper touched his heart and he saw Travis smile as he lifted up and stroked her back.
“That it is, Nika.”
“That it is, indeed.”
* * * *
Veronica knew the moment of truth had come when Grace gasped and squealed with excitement across the table at the Dancing Pony. Pure deviltry filled her eyes as she slid from her chair and Veronica recognized Tim McGraw’s “Southern Girl.”
